"I don't believe it!" Yun Long, his confidence shattered, raised his own sword in a desperate attempt to defend himself. But the difference in their power levels was now glaringly apparent.
Bang!
Yun Lintian's blade descended, a streak of golden light that cleaved through Yun Long's weapon as if it were mere paper. The shattered remnants of the blade clattered to the ground, leaving Yun Long defenseless and exposed.
The crowd watched in horrified fascination as Yun Lintian's blade stopped a hair's breadth from Yun Long's throat. The tip of the blade, shimmering with energy, drew a thin line of blood across Yun Long's skin, a symbolic gesture of his complete and utter defeat.
Yun Lintian leaned in, his voice a chilling whisper that only Yun Long could hear. "Remember this day, Yun Long. Remember the humiliation of your defeat. Remember that you were not the only one with hidden depths."
