The sound of the wind roared in Fang Li's ears, informing him of how he was soaring backward at what speed.
The power acting on his body hadn't completely dissipated.
His arms were also somewhat numb.
At this moment, only one thought lingered in Fang Li's mind.
"Very strong…"
Was this Amagiri Ayato's true power?
To possess such a level of power at such a young age, it's no wonder Amagiri Ayato was sealed.
Of course, it didn't end there.
While Fang Li was bouncing like a ball around the arena, Amagiri Ayato once again stepped on the ground, rushing out violently. With a speed faster than Fang Li's backward flight, he caught up in an instant.
"Amagiri Bright Dragon Style—Intermediate Sword Technique—Twin Ghost Bee!"
Suddenly, the Ser-Versta in Amagiri Ayato's hand flickered violently. The Godspeed's consecutive flashes turned into flashes shooting out almost simultaneously, almost reaching Fang Li's body at the same time.
Such a rapid pursuit, even the combined state of Ardi wouldn't be able to avoid it, only having to choose to resist head-on, right?
However, Fang Li couldn't resist head-on.
Previous experiences had already told Fang Li that once he resisted head-on, he would end up being knocked away.
So, Fang Li couldn't resist head-on.
"Hah!"
Seeing that consecutive thrusts were about to fall on his body, Fang Li shouted lowly and a tremendous amount of Prana erupted from his entire body, converging under his feet.
"Flashing Dash-Reflected Moon!"
The next moment, Fang Li's figure disappeared on the spot.
"Chi—!"
The extremely fast thrusts suddenly fell into the empty space, causing a sharp and ear-piercing sound to echo out in the area.
"Gone?" Amagiri Ayato was surprised.
But soon, Amagiri Ayato sensed something and suddenly raised his head, looking towards the sky.
Then, what greeted him was a figure descending from the sky.
"Flashing Dash-Flying Moon!"
In that instant, many people mistakenly thought they saw moonlight descending from the sky.
Like moonlight shining down from a full moon, Fang Li's figure completely turned into a chilly moonlight. Mixed with a force resembling meteorites falling, he frictionally plummeted, aiming for Amagiri Ayato below, and delivered a powerful blow.
Auras began to surround him as deafening sounds echoed in the surroundings.
The hair on Amagiri Ayato's forehead had been brushed aside by the incoming gust, making his eyes narrow and he retreated rapidly without any hesitation.
"Boom!"
The meteorite-like strike heavily landed on the stage, causing a heavy sound and thick dust.
However, the dust was immediately dispersed.
Fang Li soared out from it like a bullet leaving the barrel. His gaze was fixed on Amagiri Ayato's body, and before he even arrived, the dagger in his hand had already scattered a flurry of blade light, like a violent storm, slashing towards Amagiri Ayato.
Amagiri Ayato's field of vision was completely filled with that blade light.
Therefore, in Amagiri Ayato's mind, the same thought as Fang Li's surfaced.
"Very strong…"
With a whisper, a look of unwillingness to yield appeared on Amagiri Ayato's face. In this situation, Amagiri Ayato tightly gripped the Ser-Versta and went to meet it.
"Clang—!"
The pure white dagger collided with the jet-black Demon Sword in mid-air.
"Clang Clang Clang Clang—!"
Under the continuous collision sounds, numerous blade lights and sword glows began to emerge, like needles against a wheat field. In the midst of a sea of blade lights and sword shadows, Fang Li and Amagiri Ayato seemed to transform into berserk warriors.
Both sides swung thousands of slashes that collided furiously against each other. Blade lights didn't cease to flash out and sword shadows persisted, and the intense collision sounds turned into waves, echoing above the entire stage.
"Oooooohhhhhhhhhh—!"
In the audience, all spectators were ignited, releasing the loudest cheers so far, overwhelming the continuous collision sounds and causing a sensation throughout the venue.
Even the live commentators couldn't help but emit enthusiastic commentary.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! What we are witnessing right now is the most intense duel since the beginning of the Phoenix Festa! This dazzling sword dance! This dazzling clash! Yes! This is the final!"
"Whether it's Contestant Fang Li's sharp slashes or Contestant Amagiri's exquisite Sword Technique, both are skills sufficient to dominate the Festa. I can't help but want to cheer for both contestants and can't wait to see the result!"
"That's right! Who will ultimately emerge victorious?!"
Regardless of the outcome, both will be remembered for this intense clash. At this moment, who wins or loses is no longer important.
Yes.
Winning or losing is no longer important.
In such an intense confrontation, a spectacular battle, no matter who ultimately wins, neither can ignore the presence of the other.
Even Cecily and Sasamiya Saya seemed to have become background figures, and they no longer made any move and just watched the fierce duel, feeling the excitement in their hearts.
As for Fang Li, he had long entered a state of trance.
Fang Li knew that Amagiri Ayato, with all the seals removed, had surpassed him in pure strength.
So, Fang Li could only rely on the one advantage that surpassed his opponent without using Mystic Eyes and Stigma.
————Speed.
Not movement speed, but attack speed.
If it were movement speed, it would be difficult to surpass Amagiri Ayato unless he was so fast that Amagiri Ayato couldn't react.
But Fang Li's speed, though already worthy of being called the first among the Six Schools, easily surpassed Amagiri Ayato. Trying to make Amagiri Ayato unable to react to his speed was asking for impossible.
Therefore, Fang Li could only gamble everything on his attacks.
Yes.
Attack.
Continuous attacks.
He will attack until the opponent can only parry, unable to counterattack.
He will attack until the opponent cannot evade, only able to confront.
So, whether in his heart or in his mind, Fang Li had only one thought.
"Quick!"
"Quick!"
"Quick!"
"I need to be faster!"
With such an obsession, Fang Li kept swinging his sword, swinging, and swinging it again.
"Pour all my current…"
"All I have learned now…"
"Use it all in this one strike!"
The next moment, countless blade lights converged into one.
"Flashing Scabbard-Seven Nights Curtain!"
The pure white dagger suddenly flashed, causing the brilliant blade light to cut through space, like a stream of light bursting forth in the dark night, slashing towards the front.
That blade light was both chilly and dazzling.
Facing this blade light, Amagiri Ayato's eyes flashed, and a storm of Prana erupted all over his body. Like a ray of light, the Ser-Versta in his hand turned into a moon arc, violently cutting beneath him.
"Amagiri Bright Dragon Style—Hidden Sword Technique—Moon of Bloodshed!"
On one side was the chilly stream of light.
On the other side was the bright moon arc.
The slash that gathered all their power roared like a beast, sweeping across both sides simultaneously and landing on their bodies.
"Pū Chī—!"
The tearing sound echoed throughout the venue.
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