One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

"Since you want to be the best in the world, why not have a real carnival!" Xiao Zizai's voice echoed in the wind. With every movement he made, the air currents around him were distorted. The space seemed to split in front of his eyes and then quickly healed behind him.

Ye Lin's eyes flashed, and he realized Xiao Zizai's intention, and the smile on his mouth became deeper:

"So that's how it is. This is the true art of combat, isn't it?" Before he finished speaking, his figure changed again like a ghost. This time, he did not attack, but chose to assist Xiao Zizai, guiding his own Qi at a clever angle to enhance the power of Xiao Zizai's attack, while weakening Shen Chong's defense.

Facing the sudden joint attack, Shen Chong's eyes showed a trace of solemnity for the first time, but he did not retreat. Instead, his fighting spirit became even higher.

"The power of incantations is ancient and mysterious," Ye Lin explained in a low voice, a hint of curiosity between his brows. "What Shen Chong possesses is probably one of the long-lost secret techniques. This power is extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zizai's eyes flickered, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Alright! Then let's see what realm this ancient secret method can push you to!"

Shen Chong was surrounded by a blue light, and every inch of his skin seemed to contain tremendous power. His voice was steady and firm: "I live up to the ancient name. Come, I will show you the true curse warrior!"

As Shen Chong finished his words, he sped up like lightning, tearing through the night sky, creating a series of sonic booms as he charged towards Xiao Zizai and Ye Lin. The air within the space was ripped apart, forming visible ripples that demonstrated his unprecedented speed.

Xiao Zizai didn't dodge or evade. With a backhand swing, a violent wave of Qi surged from his palm, meeting Shen Chong's attack. Ye Lin nimbly weaved between the two massive forces, skillfully directing his Qi, sometimes enhancing Xiao Zizai's offensive, sometimes disrupting Shen Chong's rhythm. The battle between the three of them became a display of extraordinary skill.

"Ye Lin, your methods are becoming more and more sophisticated." Xiao Zizai did not forget to praise him during the fierce confrontation.

Ye Lin smiled, his eyes gleaming: "It's the same for us. Brother Xiao's domineering aura is something we can't even begin to match."

Shen Chong, despite their combined attack, held his ground. His blue-light spell acted like a shield, neutralizing each attack. He also used this newfound power to find opportunities to counterattack. "Your coordination is indeed excellent, but relying on just that alone is far from enough to defeat me, Shen Chong!"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Chong's attack suddenly became more bizarre and unpredictable. Not only did his speed and strength increase, but the power of the curse, under his control, turned into sharp edges and attacked the two of them. The space seemed to be cut apart.

"Be careful, this is the true power of the spell!" Ye Lin reminded urgently, turned around, and stood back to back with Xiao Zizai. The Qi fields of the two instantly merged, forming an unbreakable defense network.

"It seems that it's time to show our trump card." Xiao Zizai whispered, with a bit of fighting spirit and heroism in his tone.

"That's exactly what I mean. Two dragons go out to sea and together they can break all the laws!" Ye Lin responded, forming seals with his hands, and simultaneously performing an unprecedented joint attack technique with Xiao Zizai.

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to change color. The two extreme forces gathered together to form a dazzling dragon of light, which collided violently with Shen Chong's curse blade, making a deafening roar.

Space was distorted, light and shadow intertwined, and the confrontation between the three reached an unprecedented climax.

"Ha! This is like a real carnival!" Xiao Zizai laughed heartily, enjoying the excitement and pleasure brought by this battle.

"Indeed, such a battle is enough to make people unforgettable." Ye Lin agreed, with the flame of battle also shining in his eyes.

And Shen Chong, facing such an earth-shattering blow, not only did he not show any fear, but instead revealed an even more ardent look:

"Wonderful, truly wonderful! But don't forget, the battle has just begun!"

"The power of inscriptions, grant me sharpness!"

Shen Chong murmured, and an ancient and mysterious power surged around him.

There seemed to be subtle lines flashing under his skin. It was the power engraved in his blood, which was completely awakened at this moment.

As his words fell, the surrounding air vibrated more violently, and invisible air currents converged towards Shen Chong, forming a rotating storm center, pushing his momentum to a new peak.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai's eyes became even more fanatical: "Come on, Shen Chong! Let me see how strong your so-called power of inscription is! My madness is endless!" Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his body, turned into a residual image, brought up gusts of sharp wind, and pounced towards Shen Chong. Every punch and kick contained the power to tear apart mountains.

Ye Lin seemed calmer, searching for opportunities amidst the chaotic battle. His eyes narrowed slightly, capturing every tiny flaw in the attacks from both sides.

"The time... is now!"

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Lin's eyes, and the energy in his body seemed to respond to his will and converge at one point.

He spotted the fleeting gap in Shen Chong's defense, took a step forward, and his arm was like an arrow from a bow, carrying a violent attack, directly attacking the weak link on Shen Chong's waist.

"Shen Chong, be careful!" Xiao Zizai's shouts, mingled with the whistling wind, were urgent, yet also contained a hint of playfulness. He trailed closely behind Ye Lin like a leech, his legs like whips, mercilessly lashing out at Shen Chong's vital points, attempting to add more variables to the fight.

Shen Chong, surrounded by the two, showed no sign of panic. He said gravely, "Just in time!" He quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering an ancient and mysterious inscription. Instantly, a subtle ripple filled the air, as if some power within the universe had been quietly awakened and harnessed for his own benefit.

"Inscription: Mountain Shield!" As Shen Chong uttered the last word, a thick light curtain formed in front of him. Xiao Zizai's whip kick struck the light curtain, making a clanging sound, but it failed to shake it in the slightest. Ye Lin's fatal blow was also neutralized by an invisible force the moment it touched the light shield, deflecting it.

Ye Lin was stunned. The defensive power of this inscription far exceeded his expectations. However, when masters fight, victory or defeat often only takes a split second. Without giving him time to think, Ye Lin quickly adjusted his posture and prepared for the next round of attack.

"The power of an inscriptionist is more than just defense." Shen Chong raised his lips with a confident smile, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Inscription: The Wrath of the Earth!"

After he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, as if an ancient giant beast was writhing underground. The sudden earthquake made Xiao Zi stagger and almost lose his balance.

Ye Lin's body also swayed, but years of combat experience allowed him to quickly stabilize his body.