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After the thrilling and fierce competition of the Demon Lord group came to a temporary end, the highly anticipated Demon Saint group kendo competition was staged with its unparalleled splendor.

First focus your attention on the No. 5 arena. Yan Jin from the Burning Heart Demon City and Shuang Ling from the Frost Demon City are standing opposite each other. The atmosphere between them is solemn and tense.

Yan Jin clutched a flaming sword, its blade ablaze, as if surging with scorching, surging magma. Every inch of it radiated an unbearable heat. He was enveloped in a blazing fire, its scorching aura radiating outward with overwhelming force, as if he were the master of a world of flame.

Shuang Ling held a frost sword firmly in his hand. The sword emitted a bone-chilling coldness. The surrounding air quickly condensed into frost due to the extreme cold, forming a white mist.

As soon as the game started, Yan Jin took the lead in attacking without hesitation. His eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "The flaming sword burns the sky!" As he roared, the flaming sword in his hand was swung out violently. A flaming sword energy was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, roaring and rushing towards Shuang Ling with the force of thunder.

Shuang Ling's gaze instantly focused, revealing immense concentration and determination. He spoke in a deep voice, "Cold Sword, Ice Shield!" The Frost Sword in his hand danced rapidly, instantly converging into a massive, crystal-clear ice shield. The shield was indestructible, firmly blocking the oncoming fiery sword energy. Where the ice shield and sword energy collided, the icy and fiery energies intertwined fiercely, emitting a continuous "sizzling" sound, and transformed into puffs of white steam that diffused in all directions.

Yan Jin's sword momentum never stopped, and he pressed forward step by step. The flaming sword energy in his hand became more and more violent, like a raging sea of ​​fire, surging towards Shuang Ling with wave after wave higher than the other.

Frost Ling, unwilling to be outdone, shouted, "Frost Sword Storm!" He swung his Frost Sword with swift and powerful force, unleashing a gust of frigid wind. Like a winter blizzard, it carried countless shards of ice and frost, intertwining and colliding with Yan Jin's flaming sword energy. For a moment, ice and fire intertwined on the arena, shimmering with light. The scene was both spectacular and terrifying.

"The flaming sword slashes furiously!" Yan Jin burst out with powerful strength again. He jumped high, tightly grasped the flaming sword with both hands, and slashed down with the momentum to destroy the world.

Shuang Ling didn't flinch. He held his sword in both hands, blocking the blow with a loud cry, "Cold Sword Breaks the Ice!" Their swords collided fiercely, sparks flying like brilliant fireworks in the night sky. The overwhelming force caused the entire arena to tremble slightly, emitting a dull humming sound.

Turning our attention to Arena No. 8, Yingsha from the Shadow Demon City and Guangyou from the Holy Light Demon City had already drawn their swords against each other, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The shadow sword in Yingsha's hand was as black as ink, and there was a faint shadowy aura lingering around the sword. The aura was mysterious and dangerous, as if it could swallow up all the light.

The Holy Light Sword in Guangyou's hand shone brightly, like a dazzling sun, illuminating the entire dim arena. The light was sacred and solemn, making people dare not look directly at it.

Yingsha's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace like a ghost. In an instant, he appeared behind Guangyou, stabbing out with the shadow sword in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Shadow Assault!"

Guangyou seemed to have anticipated this. He looked calm and shouted, "Holy Light, defend!" The Holy Light Sword in his hand quickly returned and accurately blocked the fatal blow.

Shadow Demon's sword moves kept coming like a torrential rain. His figure flickered in the darkness, and his attacks were strange and unpredictable, making it impossible to defend against them.

Guangyou responded calmly, each time managing to block Yingsha's attacks perfectly and waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. He shouted, "Holy Light Slays Evil!" and swung the Holy Light Sword in his hand. A beam of brilliant sword energy swept out, heading straight for Yingsha.

Yingsha resisted with all his might, but was still knocked back a few steps by the overwhelming force. He gritted his teeth and charged forward again without hesitation. Their swords clashed fiercely once again, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire arena.

At this moment, the audience in the audience clenched their fists nervously, their eyes fixed on the ring, afraid to miss any exciting moment. Their hearts were in their throats, their breathing became rapid, and the atmosphere in the entire arena was extremely tense.

On the fifth arena, the battle between Yan Jin and Shuang Ling became increasingly fierce, as if it had entered a white-hot stage of a fight to the death.

The flaming sword in Yan Jin's hand burned even more fiercely, the flames seemingly trying to break free from the sword's restraints and soar into the sky. His eyes bloodshot as he roared, "Flame Dragon Sword Dance!" His body spun rapidly, the flaming sword in his hand swirling around him like a savage fire dragon, bearing down on Shuang Ling with overwhelming momentum.

Shuang Ling's gaze was as firm as steel. He raised the Frost Sword high in his hand and shouted, "Ice Phoenix Soar!" A powerful and chilling force surged from the sword, instantly transforming into a massive and majestic ice phoenix. The ice phoenix spread its broad wings, let out a clear cry, and charged towards the menacing fire dragon.

Ice and fire collided fiercely once again, emitting a tremendous roar. The entire arena instantly filled with smoke, making it almost impossible to see what was happening on the stage. Yan Jin seized the opportunity and rushed forward, his flaming sword piercing Shuang Ling's chest like lightning. Shuang Ling reacted quickly, nimbly dodging sideways. At the same time, he swung his frost sword backhand and shouted, "Ice Spike Assault!" Countless sharp ice spikes instantly erupted from the sword's tip, raining down on Yan Jin like a torrential rain.

Yan Jin was forced to swing his sword to block the attack, and the two men were once again in a stalemate. Their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat, which continued to slide down their cheeks, but the fighting spirit in their eyes became more and more intense, like burning flames and unmelting ice.

On the No. 8 ring, the battle between Yingsha and Guangyou also entered a crucial moment.

The Shadow Sword in Shadow Sha's hand released an even richer, deeper aura of darkness, one that seemed to drag the entire world into endless darkness. His voice was low and sinister as he slowly shouted, "Shadow Destroys the World!" As he spoke, the entire arena was instantly shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see his figure, as if he had merged with the darkness.

Guangyou remained unmoved. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, and the Holy Sword in his hand shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding darkness. He shouted loudly, "Holy Light Dawn!" A strong and brilliant light instantly shot out from the sword, like the dawn's light, trying to dispel the endless darkness.

In the fierce interweaving of darkness and light, Shadow Demon suddenly appeared on Guangyou's left side, stabbing Guangyou's waist with the Shadow Sword in his hand at a tricky angle. Guangyou reacted extremely quickly, blocking the fatal blow with the sword in an instant, and at the same time, using the force to leap back, creating distance between him and Shadow Demon.

"Judgment of Holy Light!" Guangyou took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. A huge and majestic holy light sword energy slashed towards Yingsha. Wherever the sword energy passed, the dark aura dissipated.

Yingsha resisted with all his might, but was still pushed back several steps by the overwhelming force. He gritted his teeth and charged forward once more without hesitation. Their swords clashed fiercely once more, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire arena.

The sound of "ding ding dang dang" of swords hitting each other was endless. Both of them were trying their best, concentrating on trying to find the other's flaws and wanting to give the other a fatal blow.

The audience was already captivated by these two brilliant and thrilling battles, with cheers and exclamations rising one after another, one wave higher than the other. The entire arena was immersed in a tense and enthusiastic atmosphere.