Ye Ming'an laughed loudly, taking out a long sword, ten feet long, its entire body a crystal blue. After the initial probing, now it's time to begin!

"This sword is named Tide Rider."

As Ye Ming'an spoke, he swung his sword at Ye Huasheng.

"Well done!" Ye Huasheng neither retreated nor dodged.

"Moonlight." In response, Moonlight transformed into a long staff in Ye Huasheng's hand. The longer it was, the stronger it became. Ye Ming'an's long sword was too long and had the upper hand. Ye Huasheng also activated his spiritual power to make Moonlight longer.

As Nongchao lunged forward in a slashing motion, Moonlight blocked the attack horizontally. Ye Huasheng pushed Moonlight forward until it reached the tip of the blade. Ye Huasheng crossed his hands, and Moonlight spun around. The immense force caused Nongchao to spin as well. Ye Huasheng's intention was to disarm him, but Ye Ming'an did not let go. He only slightly loosened one hand, but his body spun along with it. Then, he grabbed Nongchao and suddenly pulled back.

The instant he retreated, Ye Huasheng's moonlight had already enveloped him, the moonlight transforming into countless afterimages reaching out towards him. Ye Ming'an grasped Nongchao with both hands, placing it at his waist, and then his body spun with the blade, the staff shadows were impenetrable, and the blade was also a thorough defense.

At this moment, Ye Ming'an's spiritual power surged, and the tide also repelled some of the moonlight. In this gap, Ye Ming'an stabbed the ground with one hand holding a knife, and his body flew directly into the air. But he was faster than Ye Huasheng!

Upon noticing Ye Ming'an's movements, Ye Huasheng had already activated his Ethereal Technique, his target being the sky above Ye Ming'an. At this moment, the moonlight was still on the ground, but Ye Huasheng's figure was already waiting above.

Seeing Ye Ming'an's figure soar into the air, Ye Huasheng smiled and kicked him hard.

When Ye Ming'an reached mid-air, he saw numerous shadowy figures of sticks below, but no sign of Feng Hua, and realized something was wrong! By the time he finally sensed the presence above, it was already too late.

That kick was infused with the power of a fifth-level Spirit Master. In his haste, Ye Ming'an slightly turned his head to avoid a fatal blow, but he was still kicked in the cheek.

His body crashed to the ground, creating a large crater. Although Ye Huasheng had only recently joined the Spirit Sect, her successes were the result of numerous perilous battles. With Mu Feng's guidance, finding Ye Ming'an's mistakes was effortless, allowing her to put him at a disadvantage within a few moves.

Then Ye Ming'an stood up, covering one side of his swollen face:

"Damn, you really went all out!"

The students below the stage cheered excitedly upon seeing this.

"Only a few moves and Brother An is already losing? You must be kidding me!"

"Ahhh! Awesome! Brother An's swordsmanship is the most powerful and unparalleled swordsmanship, and the Tide-Riding Sword is a fine spiritual weapon, yet it was blocked by a stick!"

"Can a stick be this imposing?"

"We'll have to see who uses it; if Feng Hua makes a move, it must be extraordinary!"

"That's about enough for now! Isn't it almost time for that next one?"

"Yes, they're about to use elemental power!"

Everyone knows that elemental power is not easy to use, so Ye Ming'an entered the fifth level of the Spirit Sect at a young age. Does that mean he can use more elemental power than Feng Hua?

Although Ye Ming'an took a kick, he was not discouraged. In a contest, it's all about who wins and who loses. Besides, even though he was at a disadvantage now, the elemental power might not be so bad!

"It's said that the elemental power you've mastered is fire, right? Well, you're unlucky to have met me! Because the elemental power I've mastered is water! Water overcomes fire!"

The moment he finished speaking, a chill suddenly appeared around him. The chill gathered little by little and finally turned into a waterfall-like stream of water that cascaded down from the sky!

Meanwhile, Feng Hua on the opposite side also made a move. She raised her palms, and countless fire elemental forces leaped and rose, turning her surroundings into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

Water and fire each occupied half of the arena, evenly matched. At this moment, the two had already made a new move. The water in Ye Ming'an's waterfall boiled, eventually transforming into the shape of a fish. Although the fish's body was somewhat stiff, its swimming fins were still visible—this was a more advanced spiritual technique!

As for Feng Hua, what she conjured seemed to be an inanimate object, shaped like a flower. Although the flower was small, Feng Hua patiently poured fire elemental power into it again and again.

At this moment, she had no other thoughts but that if she wanted stability, the foundation had to be solid. So she kept sketching the flower, making it more and more full and its posture more stable. Because of the long time, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her flower was almost finished.

Ye Ming'an was not having an easy time either, because he knew this was the last blow for the two of them, so he was even more cautious and could not afford to make a mistake in any step. Just as Feng Hua's flower was about to be completed, Ye Ming'an's fish was also about to be completed.

At that moment, both of them opened their eyes simultaneously.

"The Leap of the Fish and Dragon!" The water fish used the waterfall as a springboard to leap directly into the air.

"Bloom!" The flower did not move, but stood before Feng Hua like a loyal guardian.

The fish charged straight at the flower, expecting it to be dried up by the water. However, the two were locked in a stalemate. After a short while, the fish began to show signs of defeat, and the water evaporated into air. Seeing this, Ye Ming'an poured all the water from the waterfall into the fish's body. This was his complete spiritual technique!

With the help of the fish, its momentum surged, but the flower also changed. The petals, composed of fire elements, began to layer up, one layer, two layers, three layers. The more layers there were, the larger the petals became, truly resembling a blooming flower.

When the flower fully bloomed, the petals danced wildly and swallowed the fish whole. A clear hissing sound could be heard as the petals disappeared one by one. When the fish was completely gone, only one layer of petals remained. But even with just one layer, the flower had won.

"Feng Hua's flower blocked An Ge's fish, but with one attack and one defense, it's a draw, right?"

"What do you mean, a draw? Look, the flower moved."

Ye Ming'an stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. The flower was now down to its last layer, but it suddenly moved. It turned out that Ye Huasheng hadn't let go of her control over it, keeping the elemental power firmly in her hand. This was the most stable method she could think of, but it was also extremely taxing. Her spiritual energy was now almost completely depleted, but it was enough!

The flower, now freed from its restraints, rushed forward and exploded violently. Ye Ming'an was struck down by the powerful fire elemental force. He lay on the ground, staring at the sky, unable to move an inch.

One standing, one lying down!

The outcome is decided!

Ye Huasheng has won a great victory!

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