I cultivate the Chaos Technique

The probing between Zhang Yifan and Ling Tianya ended, and a strong killing intent filled the air. The audience around the arena held their breath, watching this life-or-death duel with bated breath. The two stood on the arena, their gazes meeting like blades, as if a thunderous battle would erupt at any moment.

Ling Tianya launched the first attack, his figure flashing across the arena like lightning. His longsword transformed into a sharp sword light, aiming straight for Zhang Yifan's vitals. This sword strike was as fast as lightning, incredibly powerful, and its sword energy tore through the air, carrying boundless killing intent.

Zhang Yifan's heart skipped a beat. Although he had anticipated Ling Tianya's strength, he still felt immense pressure when facing him directly. He dared not be careless. He twirled the Heavenly Profound Spirit Sword in his hand, and the sword energy rippled outwards, neutralizing Ling Tianya's attacks one by one.

However, Ling Tianya's attacks did not stop there. His swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, each move aimed directly at Zhang Yifan's weaknesses. In the flashes of sword light, Zhang Yifan was already in an extremely passive situation. He kept retreating, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack, but Ling Tianya's offensive pressed in like a tidal wave, giving him no chance to breathe.

"Zhang Yifan, is this the power you think you have?" Ling Tianya said coldly, his voice filled with endless contempt. "Your swordsmanship is nothing but this in front of me."

Zhang Yifan frowned. He knew Ling Tianya's words were merely meant to unsettle him, but the crisis before him was real. Ling Tianya's attacks grew increasingly fierce, each sword strike carrying destructive power, as if to crush him completely.

“You look smug, but the battle isn’t over yet,” Zhang Yifan replied calmly. He knew he couldn’t panic at this moment and had to remain absolutely calm.

However, despite Zhang Yifan's efforts to remain calm, Ling Tianya's attacks were simply too fierce. Ling Tianya's swordsmanship was exquisite, combining offense and defense, with each strike containing profound swordsmanship. Although Zhang Yifan tried his best to cope, he was still forced to retreat repeatedly, and his defense became increasingly difficult.

The surrounding spectators watched the fierce battle on the stage with bated breath, many already worried about Zhang Yifan's situation. Ling Tianya's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations; every move he made carried an irresistible force, as if the entire arena was under his control.

"It seems Zhang Yifan is going to lose," someone whispered, their voice filled with deep worry.

“Ling Tianya truly lives up to his title of Holy Son; his strength is simply too great. Zhang Yifan probably won’t be able to hold out for long.” Another disciple also had a solemn expression.

However, despite the extremely unfavorable situation for Zhang Yifan, there was not a trace of retreat in his eyes. On the contrary, under Ling Tianya's immense pressure, an indomitable fighting spirit surged within Zhang Yifan.

"Even if he is the Holy Son, I will not easily admit defeat." Zhang Yifan silently recited in his heart. He knew that he had to fight back, otherwise he would be completely crushed.

Just then, Ling Tianya launched another extremely fierce attack. The sword light swept in like a storm, carrying endless killing intent. Zhang Yifan was forced to the edge of the arena, with almost no way to retreat.

As Ling Tianya's sword light was about to approach, a strong will to survive suddenly surged in Zhang Yifan's heart. He gritted his teeth, and the Nine-Turn Golden Core in his body quickly circulated. The surging spiritual power instantly filled his body, and his strength surged out like a tide.

"We can't retreat any further!" Zhang Yifan roared inwardly, then unleashed a powerful sword aura. The Heavenly Profound Spirit Sword shone brightly in his hand, its sword aura surging like a whirlwind, fiercely meeting Ling Tianya's attack.

The two swords clashed, unleashing a piercing metallic clang. The powerful sword energies collided, stirring up waves of spiritual energy. Zhang Yifan's body jolted violently, the ground beneath his feet cracking instantly, but he remained firmly planted.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Tianya's eyes; he clearly hadn't expected Zhang Yifan to unleash such power under these circumstances. The sword energy between the two intertwined, seemingly enveloping the entire arena.

"You actually possess such power?" Ling Tianya said coldly, his tone becoming more serious.

Zhang Yifan did not answer. His gaze became incredibly firm, and the Nine-Turn Golden Core within his body circulated more and more rapidly. Spiritual energy surged out like a tide, filling his entire body. He felt his power constantly rising, as if he had already broken through some kind of limit.

"Since that's the case, then let me show you my true strength!" Zhang Yifan roared, the Heavenly Profound Spirit Sword spinning in his hand, its sword energy bursting out like a storm, directly suppressing Ling Tianya's attack.

Ling Tianya's expression changed. He hadn't expected Zhang Yifan to be able to counterattack under such circumstances, and with such immense power. He sensed an irresistible force within Zhang Yifan's sword energy, a force that made him feel uneasy.

"It seems I underestimated you," Ling Tianya said in a deep voice, his expression growing increasingly cold, his sword energy surging once more as he attempted to suppress Zhang Yifan's attack.

However, Zhang Yifan's state had undergone a dramatic change. The power of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir was constantly erupting within him, and his sword energy was becoming increasingly powerful. Each sword strike carried the force of thunder, gradually suppressing Ling Tianya's attacks.

"I didn't expect you to be able to fight back." A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Tianya's eyes, but it quickly turned cold. "However, your strength is nothing special."

Despite Ling Tianya's relentless attacks, Zhang Yifan grew increasingly fierce, his swordsmanship becoming ever more ruthless, each strike carrying boundless killing intent. Although Ling Tianya held the advantage in cultivation level, his attacks gradually weakened in the face of Zhang Yifan's overwhelming power.

Zhang Yifan's counterattack grew increasingly fierce, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir within his body acting as an inexhaustible source of power, sustaining his relentless attacks. His sword energy, like thunder, carried destructive power, completely tearing apart Ling Tianya's defenses.

Ling Tianya's offensive was completely suppressed, and a trace of anxiety finally appeared on his face. He had not expected that Zhang Yifan could unleash such powerful strength in such adversity, even forcing him into a predicament.

“How is this possible…you actually…” Ling Tianya gritted his teeth, trying his best to resist Zhang Yifan’s attacks, but he felt his strength gradually weakening.

"Ling Tianya, your power is nothing more than this!" Zhang Yifan roared, his sword energy soaring like a rainbow, forcing Ling Tianya back completely.

The audience around the ring was stunned by this scene; they couldn't believe that Zhang Yifan could turn the tide and win from such a disadvantageous position. Zhang Yifan's strength also deeply impressed them; this counterattack beyond limits moved everyone.

"Zhang Yifan, he actually managed to fight back against Ling Tianya! How is that possible?" someone exclaimed, their voice filled with disbelief.

"This is unbelievable! He actually possesses such immense power!" Another disciple was equally astonished.

Zhang Yifan's power at this moment had surpassed everyone's imagination. His sword energy swept in like a storm, forcing Ling Tianya to retreat step by step. Ling Tianya's face had become extremely ugly. He knew he was in a desperate situation, but he still refused to admit defeat.

"Zhang Yifan! Don't be too smug!" Ling Tianya roared, attempting a final desperate move, but his attack was already showing signs of weakness.

Zhang Yifan gave him no further chances. His sword energy erupted suddenly, carrying boundless power, directly tearing apart Ling Tianya's last line of defense. Ling Tianya's body jolted violently, blood spurting from his mouth, his figure swaying precariously on the arena.

Zhang Yifan's gaze was like a sharp sword, coldly fixed on Ling Tianya. He knew the outcome was already decided, but he remained highly vigilant. He didn't want any slip-ups at the last moment.

Ling Tianya's face showed resentment, but he was powerless to fight anymore. Zhang Yifan's power completely overwhelmed him, leaving him with no chance to retaliate.

"This battle ends here." Zhang Yifan's voice was deep and firm. He then drew his sword suddenly, and with a final decision, completely defeated Ling Tianya.