Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Although Ma Zhan's voice was not loud, he made sure that everyone could hear it. Wang Yi's handsome face could not help but twitch.

Luzhu, with her Green Sleeves sword on her feet, hovered beside the Great Sword Terrace. After clearing the area, she announced, "The competition begins."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz~" Wang Yi showed no mercy, unleashing four flying swords simultaneously. One broad sword lifted him into the air, while the other three stabbed directly at Ma Zhan.

Ma Zhan held a dagger in his left hand and a short knife in his right hand, and with the help of the dragonfly skimming the water, he kept blocking and dodging.

Wang Yi was already a mature swordsman, wielding his three flying swords with ease. Each sword moved at high speeds, each trailing a long tail as it stabbed Ma Zhan at various angles.

Ma Zhan felt like he was trapped in a cage made of flying swords, and the cage was shrinking, leaving less and less space for Ma Zhan to move around.

The nervous Zheng Xiaoqiao unconsciously grabbed the hand of Liu Nange beside her. Liu Nange glanced at Zheng Xiaoqiao and smiled in his heart, "Do you have so little confidence in your man?"

Lu Zhu, watching from close up, was also nervous for Ma Zhan. Every sword strike that Ma Zhan dodged was incredibly dangerous. Although Wang Yi was a disciple of Jiange, Lu Zhu felt that such an act was somewhat of a bully.

"As the saying goes, if you defend for too long, you will lose. Young Master Qinghu is in danger." Lin Yueshu, who was standing on the cliff, told her fellow sisters her opinion.

Li De muttered to himself, "Brother Wang Yi wants to destroy this brat. Although doing so will vent his anger, it will also cause resentment from Uncle Yuchang and Uncle Luxiu."

Surrounded by three swordsmen, Ma Zhan's hands would go numb with each block from the force of the flying swords. Each stab of the flying swords was predicting his position, and he could only use his dragonfly to skim the water and force his displacement.

The flying sword was extremely fast and at a tricky angle. In addition to the heart, neck and other fatal positions, it kept stabbing at Ma Zhan's wrists, ankles, and lower abdomen.

As expected of a master in the top ten on the martial arts evaluation sub-list, in less than ten breaths, he had forced Ma Zhan into a state with almost no way to retreat.

After a brief block, Ma Zhan basically understood the power of Wang Yi's flying sword and his manipulation habits.

He has many advantages such as great strength, great speed, and tricky angles, but he also has two disadvantages. I don't know if these disadvantages are unique to Wang Yi or if every sword master has them.

First, the attack trajectory of the flying sword is all straight lines. No matter from which angle, as long as you see the direction of the sword tip, you can basically determine the direction of the flying sword.

Second, if the flying sword misses an attack, it will turn around and launch the next attack. Although this process is fast, there will be a moment of stagnation between the two attacks.

These two shortcomings or flaws became the key to breaking the deadlock in the cavalry battle.

A flying sword fell from the sky and stabbed towards Ma Zhan's head in his blind spot. Ma Zhan felt that the opportunity had come.

Ma Zhan skimmed the water like a dragonfly, moved half a body length backward, and stabbed the flying sword into the air. While it was still maintaining its downward momentum, Ma Zhan slammed the hilt of the sword with the short knife in his hand.

With a "bang", the tip of the flying sword created a spark with the sword-fighting platform, and then a small half of the sword body pierced into the big sword platform.

The flying sword kept shaking, and the hard rock stuck to the sword body, causing Wang Yi to temporarily lose control of the flying sword.

This unexpected occurrence caused a ripple in Wang Yi's heart, and the other two flying swords began to vibrate slightly.

Ma Zhan seized the opportunity and pointed his Xuanyin finger at the flying sword behind him, causing it to temporarily lose its target. Then he took the tiger stick in his hand and smashed it at the flying sword flying in front of him.

With a "ding" sound, the huge impact force caused the tiger stick to fly out of his hand, and the tip of the flying sword broke and bounced onto the big sword platform.

Wang Yi, who had lost his natal flying sword, felt a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness and his spiritual awareness became briefly distracted.

Ma Zhan once again held the short knife and slapped the flying sword that had been inserted into the sword platform. At the same time, he used the Dragon Flipping Hand to grab the third flying sword and swung it with all his strength.

“No…”

Wang Yi shouted anxiously, and could only watch his two flying swords collide with a "ding" sound.

A gap appeared on the blade of the flying sword in Ma Zhan's hand and the flying sword inserted into the sword platform at the same time, and both flying swords were destroyed at the same time.

Wang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood with a "hiss". The giant sword under his feet became unstable and Wang Yi fell from the air.

Ma Zhan swooped down towards where Wang Yi was about to land, thinking that as long as he got close, the world would be his.

Unfortunately, Wang Yi, who was in mid-air, had not yet landed before he adjusted himself. He gripped the giant sword with both hands and swung it fiercely. A huge sword energy visible to the naked eye slashed towards Ma Zhan.

This sudden move left Ma Zhan with no room to dodge, so he could only raise his dagger and short knife to withstand the sword attack.

With a "clang" sound, the dagger and short knife fell out of his hands, and Ma Zhan flew backwards.

After rolling backwards several times, Ma Zhan endured the pain in his arms and shoulders and picked up the fallen tiger clover.

After landing, Wang Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at Ma Zhan, "I will kill you."

Ma Zhan grinned and said, "Try it~"

You don’t even have your flying sword anymore, so why would I be afraid of you?

In an instant, on the Great Sword Terrace, the roar of a tiger and the sound of sword energy breaking through the air were heard one after another.

Finally, the giant sword and the tiger staff collided with each other, and both weapons and their owners moved in a bold and aggressive manner.

Before Wang Yi mastered the art of flying swords, he had previously practiced the art of giant swordsmanship. Ma Zhan saw that the giant sword in his hand was even heavier than Yang Guo's heavy black iron sword, and coupled with his immense internal energy, this was a true Qi Zong technique.

Ma Zhan kept using axe and hammer to fight him. The tiger staff was made of extraordinary material, and the giant sword in Wang Yi's hand was also extraordinary. Sparks flew between the two.

Ma Zhan noticed that Wang Yi's hands had begun to tremble. It seemed that the giant sword did not have as good shock absorption effect as the tiger staff.

He took advantage of the situation to grab the tiger's head, and the tiger's tail spun and stabbed towards Wang Yi. After a dragon roar, a fire dragon with bared fangs and claws pounced towards Wang Yi.

"Fire Dragon Spear Technique!" In the stands, the Yuchang Sword Master, a master of profound Qi cultivation, exclaimed in shock. The other sect representatives exchanged glances, whispering to each other. They recalled the fear they'd felt years before, wielded by a Fire Dragon Spear.

Lu Zhu's beautiful eyes widened. Although she had never seen Mr. Huolong's demeanor, she had heard the legend of his senior brother-in-law.

Wang Yi made up his mind, used up all the energy in his body, and launched his strongest attack, splitting Mount Hua.

This was a move he comprehended when he touched the threshold of the fourth rank. He believed that when he reached the fourth rank, this would be his sword intent.

A three-meter-long giant sword, its power far surpassing that of the fire dragon, slashed down from the air towards the fire dragon's head.

Ma Zhan's move did not end there. He held the tiger head in his hand and used the dragonfly-skimming-water technique to push the tiger stick forward.

The tiger's tail emerged from the top of the fire dragon's head, just like a fire dragon with a sharp single horn.