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

Xiao Zizai looked in the direction where Shen Chong disappeared, a playful smile on his face. "This guy is as slippery as a loach, but this battle has just begun."

Turning around, Xiao Zizai fixed his gaze on Ye Lin, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented fighting spirit. "Ye Lin, Shen Chong has escaped, but the fire in my heart has been ignited. Come, let me see if you, the swordsman who has slain countless powerful enemies, are truly as sharp as the legend says!"

Ye Lin was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Xiao Zizai, today's matter has nothing to do with you, why are you forcing yourself to intervene? I have no intention of becoming your enemy."

"You have no intention of making us enemies? Haha, don't make it sound so easy. In this world where the strong are respected, being able to fight against a master like you is the opportunity I have always dreamed of." Xiao Zizai was in high spirits, slowly spreading his hands, and an invisible force gathered around him, like the calm before the storm.

"In that case, if I don't accept it, it would seem that I, Ye Lin, am afraid of you." Ye Lin sighed and tapped the ground with the tip of his sword. In an instant, the air around him seemed to be frozen by the coldness of his sword. "Then I'll let you see the ultimate level of my swordsmanship!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Lin had already moved, like an arrow from a bow, with a flash of sword light, going straight for Xiao Zizai's throat. Xiao Zizai was not to be outdone, and with a strange body posture, he turned sideways, avoiding the vital point, and at the same time, with his right fist, wrapped in astonishing force, hit Ye Lin's waist.

"Bang!" The two forces collided, stirring up a gust of wind and raising dust on the ground.

"What a master of swordsmanship, but if you want to defeat me, you have to show your real skills!" Xiao Zizai was in high spirits, and the red light in his eyes became even brighter. It was obvious that his desire to fight had been completely aroused.

Ye Lin's figure was erratic, and the sword shadows were flying. Each sword strike accurately tested Xiao Zizai's defense loopholes. Xiao Zizai was like an enraged beast. Every attack was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, and every punch hit the flesh with such strength that the spectators were all terrified.

The battle between the two has gone beyond the ordinary sense of a duel, it is more like a fight of life and death, and every confrontation can make the surrounding space tremble.

"Ye Lin, your sword is indeed sharp, but I, Xiao Zizai, am no ordinary person!" Xiao Zizai shouted loudly, his aura suddenly rising, and the air around him seemed to be shaking because of his roar.

"Really? Then let me show you that a sword can do more than just cut through iron like mud!" Ye Lin's eyes fixed, and his sword moves changed again. They were no longer fierce and sharp, but became continuous, like drizzle moistening the earth, silently containing the power to destroy everything.

Xiao Zizai's palms shook violently, his five fingers bent into hooks, and as his true energy surged, a faint dragon roar was heard. It was his most powerful skill - Dragon Claw Hand.

When this move was used, the air seemed to be torn apart, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, and going straight to Ye Lin's vital point on the chest.

"Good timing!" Ye Lin shouted softly, his figure like a phantom, nimbly weaving between Xiao Zizai's attacks. Every time the Dragon Claw Hand barely brushed past, the onlookers couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. Ye Lin's mind was clear, and he took advantage of the gaps in Xiao Zizai's offensive, quietly gathering strength.

"Ye Lin, when will you stop dodging like this?" Xiao Zizai pressed on, each attack becoming more violent, but the cunning in his eyes was hard to conceal. He knew that the real battle had just begun.

"No rush, a good show should be savored slowly." Ye Lin smiled calmly, and the sword light in his hand suddenly condensed. It was no longer a pure dodge, but a light tap in the aftermath of the Dragon Claw Hand, using the force to counter the opponent's force, which was extremely clever.

"What?!" Xiao Zizai realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. He only felt a huge force coming from the tip of the sword, and he stumbled to the side involuntarily. In the blink of an eye, Ye Lin shot out, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Xiao Zizai's heart.

"Hmph, do you think you can beat me like this?" Xiao Zizai sneered, his blood surging throughout his body, and he managed to stabilize his body. At the same time, his hands turned into dragon claws again, and he fought back in desperation.

Seeing this, Ye Lin's eyes flashed with admiration: "As expected of Brother Xiao, this kind of will and strength is really rare!"

"Same here, your swordsmanship really opened my eyes." Before Xiao Zizai finished speaking, the two men started fighting again. The sword shadows and dragon claws intertwined, forming a spectacular picture that made the spectators' blood boil.

The battle intensified, and the auras of both men reached unprecedented heights. The audience outside the arena held their breath and watched, afraid of missing any details.

"Ye Lin, I have something to say. Regardless of the outcome of today's battle, can you and I become loyal friends?" Xiao Zizai said as he fought, with a hint of sincerity in his words.

Ye Lin's sword force didn't slow down, but he also smiled and said, "If it weren't for today's battle, how could I have known a hero like Brother Xiao? Drinking and chatting happily after the battle is a real pleasure."

The fierce battle was in full swing, the two figures intertwined like phantoms, and the sword energy and palm winds woven into an impenetrable net, enveloping the entire arena. The audience outside was stunned, applause and exclamations intertwined.

"What a great sword technique to ward off evil, Ye Lin. Your sword is like the bright moon in the cold night, cold and bright, making people dare not look at it directly!" Xiao Zi laughed, his figure flashed, and his dragon claw hand turned into palm shadows in the sky, going straight for Ye Lin's vitals. Each palm contained the power to split mountains and crack rocks.

Ye Lin's figure was as light as willow catkins, and he unleashed the Evil-Defeating Sword Technique. The sword light cut through the sky like a streak of silk, and cleverly connected with Xiao Zi's earth-shattering attack.

Seeing Xiao Zizai's palm shadows all over the sky and the power of his condensed internal strength, Ye Lin couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He knew that this "Hand of Great Compassion" was no ordinary weapon. Every palm strike seemed to be compassionate, but in fact it contained murderous intent. If one was not careful, he could be seriously injured.

So, Ye Lin focused his mind and body, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the evil-repelling sword technique showed its sharpness again. Every move and every stroke was a precise counterattack to Xiao Zizai's offensive, and also the ultimate interpretation of the art of life.

"Brother Xiao is so compassionate, I have learned a lot from you!" Ye Lin spoke lightly, but his sword became more and more fierce. The sword light and palm shadows intertwined, painting a breathtaking battle picture in the air.

"Haha, Ye Lin, your swordsmanship is truly extraordinary, and Xiao is becoming more and more courageous as the battle goes on!"

Xiao Zizai was even more high-spirited at this moment, and his palm power was even stronger than before. The confrontation between the two had gone beyond a simple victory or defeat, and was more like the ultimate exploration of the realm of martial arts by two martial arts masters.

Xiao Zizai let out a long roar, his body suddenly accelerated, and his compassionate hands changed infinitely. For a moment, the shadows of his palms were heavy, like raging waves in the sea, overwhelming and attacking Ye Lin.

This move, "Saving All Living Beings", is the result of his years of hard practice. It is so powerful that it can be called his life's unique skill.

Seeing this, Ye Lin curled up a smile and pushed the Exorcism Sword Technique to its extreme. The sword light surged, like the brightest star in the night sky, as if to cut the surging palm wave in two.

He said in a low voice: "Brother Xiao is so righteous, Ye Lin will do his best!"

"What a great all-out effort!" Xiao Zi laughed. The moment the palm power collided with the sword light, the roar was deafening. Dust was flying on the arena, and the air was surging, as if a storm was about to come.