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Before he could finish speaking, a dull crackling sound of electricity rang out, and Qi Huiming transformed into a surging bolt of lightning, shooting out like an arrow released from a bow.

Empty—empty—empty—

Thunder and wind roared around him, creating a sonic boom.

In Xiao Yun's line of sight, an afterimage appeared behind Qi Huiming.

"So fast!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when a fist carrying the force of wind and thunder appeared before him.

Xiao Yun's pupils dilated in shock, and he instinctively raised his long sword to block in front of him.

clang!

The fist slammed into the sword, producing a thunderous sound like metal being struck.

A heavy force emanated from the sword, causing Xiao Yun's internal organs to tremble violently, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yun's expression hardened, and he brandished his long sword, slashing fiercely at Qi Huiming's neck.

However, Qi Huiming was not prepared to give him that opportunity.

He swung his other hand, and a gust of wind gathered in his palm, which he then slammed down on the incoming longsword.

boom!

The immense force struck the sword, causing it to deflect slightly and strike his shoulder instead.

scoff-

The sharp blade tore through the flesh, and the edge embedded itself deeply in the shoulder blade.

Hot blood instantly soaked Qi Huiming's shoulder.

But Xiao Yun's face grew increasingly gloomy.

"The original intention was to force him to back down and then retreat, but now we're in trouble."

Sure enough, the next second, Qi Huiming let out a sinister laugh and raised his fists, which were crackling with lightning.

Lightning illuminated Xiao Yun's eyes, and he instinctively tried to raise his longsword to defend himself, but Qi Huiming held him firmly in place.

Left with no other choice, Xiao Yun could only conjure a magical longsword to block the oncoming fist.

clang!clang!clang!

The crisp sound of metal being struck echoed in the air. Under Qi Huiming's relentless and fierce attacks, Xiao Yun's body was forced to retreat uncontrollably.

Click—click—

The longsword, forged with magic, cracked finely, and arcs of electricity surged from between the two fists.

Electricity flashed across his arm, and the burning pain of tearing muscles and the numbing effect of the current made Xiao Yun's situation increasingly precarious.

boom!

The magic sword finally gave way and exploded into a dazzling burst of light.

The two were temporarily blind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yun exerted force with his right hand and pulled the sword blade out of Qi Huiming's bones.

The moment he broke free of his shackles, Xiao Yun didn't hesitate at all. He flipped his wrist and swung the mithril sword at Qi Huiming's neck.

A blazing sword light erupted, and facing the imminent threat, Qi Huiming finally took a step back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yun quickly retreated and finally managed to escape.

Before he could even catch his breath, a vast thunderstorm swept in, trapping him inside.

Swish swish!

Thunder arrows and wind blades continuously flashed from the storm, slashing down towards Xiao Yun.

Each strike was aimed precisely at vital points. Xiao Yun frantically dodged and weaved through the storm, narrowly escaping death several times.

"This guy is getting more and more skilled at using the True Understanding of All Things."

Xiao Yun's eyes flickered, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

Although the thunderstorm before him still had many weaknesses, Qi Huiming also seized upon these weaknesses to launch a fierce attack, preventing him from finding a suitable opportunity to break through the storm.

At present, it seems that the two sides are evenly matched, but Xiao Yun knows very well that he is quickly falling into a disadvantageous position.

"How can you possibly be distracted while fighting me?"

Qi Huiming's figure emerged from the storm, a flash of lightning beneath his feet, and he stood before Xiao Yun with his fists raised.

Xiao Yun snorted coldly, activated a magical barrier to block the attack of the thunderstorm, quickly withdrew, and at the same time raised his hand to unleash more than a dozen sword beams.

Swish swish!

A blazing white sword light pierced through the air, and Qi Huiming's figure flickered, weaving through the gaps in the sword light as he rapidly approached Xiao Yun.

Although he found the weakness in the sword's edge, he still couldn't dodge it perfectly.

A third of the sword's edge struck him, tearing away large chunks of flesh, but unlike the previous times, it didn't cut directly to the bone.

"His defenses have also improved; is he adapting well to this ability?"

Xiao Yun frowned, then shook his head:

"It shouldn't be that exaggerated. It should just be a talent that specializes in defending against the same type of attack."

But even this alone is already incredibly powerful.

"At this rate, I won't even be able to break through his defenses."

Xiao Yun raised a magical shield to block Qi Huiming's downward punch.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The heavy force transmitted from the shield made his internal organs tremble violently, and even his head was shaken.

But Xiao Yun's eyes grew even brighter.

"Although he was in a bad situation, he didn't hold back in the fight just now. In other words, what he's showing now is all the abilities he's replicated."

"Wind, thunder, shadow, adaptive defense, and my Universal Understanding, five kinds...?"

Qi Huiming's ability to copy is indeed extraordinary; even a single teaser message couldn't fully reveal its true nature.

"S-015-All-Purpose Copyist: Can copy the innate abilities of a target, possessing up to five copied abilities. The number matches up now, so..."

A chilling glint flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, and just then, the magic shield in his hand trembled violently, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

Click!

Through the shattered magical turbulence, Qi Huiming looked at Xiao Yun, who seemed to be in a daze, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Knowing they are no match, have they already given up the struggle?"

He raised his right fist, and the powerful thunder and gale gathered at the tip of his fist.

Thunder roared, and countless blue and cyan greatswords materialized, slamming down on Xiao Yun along with Qi Huiming's fist.

"You should be proud to die from my full-force attack."

boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and a thunderous storm exploded from the center, with terrifying aftershocks spreading outwards.

The dense forest rustled, and the shattered ground was swept up by the surging impact, sending sand and stones flying everywhere.

"What happened? What's going on?"

On the sidelines, Ji Mingyu and the others swept away the sand and stones coming their way, stood on tiptoe, and looked up through the scattered dust to search for Xiao Yun's figure on the battlefield.

Although he had confidence in Xiao Yun's strength, Qi Huiming's combat power was simply too strong.

For a moment, they felt uneasy and even anxious.

Behind them, the student council members were tightly bound, unable to get up, and could only lie on the ground, looking at the battlefield.

Qi Huiming's thunderous storm dissipated, and they were equally anxious.

Fang Chuan sat there calmly, his face full of confidence.

"Brother Chuan, aren't you worried about the chairman?"

"Hehe, what's there to worry about? Based on the magical fluctuations I sensed, the guild leader deliberately dispersed the thunderstorm."

"Take the initiative!"

Seeing the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, Fang Chuan revealed a profound smile and nodded slightly towards the battlefield.

"Look, the smoke has cleared up, see for yourselves."

Everyone looked up at the battlefield.

Around the charred crater, fallen trees, about waist-thick, lay scattered everywhere, charred black by lightning strikes, and even the rocks were covered with charred cracks.

It's hard to imagine that these are traces that humans could create.

In the crater, Xiao Yun was bent over, leaning on his mithril sword, his head drooping helplessly, and crimson blood pooled beneath him.

Before him, Qi Huiming stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xiao Yun.

"Am I right?"

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, his eyes flashing:

"The president won."