Under the continuous suppression of the Thunder Cage Formation, the team from the Starling Academy found themselves in a difficult situation, while Chu Yi calmly observed from outside the formation, looking for the next opportunity to strike.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yi quickly made up his mind. His hands pulled out a few more talismans, different from the ones he had used before. These were electric talismans designed specifically to stimulate his body's potential.
"Electrode Burst!"
Chu Yi murmured under his breath as he swiftly attached the talismans to his body. Once activated, powerful currents surged through his body, flowing along his meridians, directly stimulating his muscles and nerves. Chu Yi's body shook violently for a moment, but soon he felt his strength rapidly increasing. His speed and reflexes were greatly enhanced.
He immediately launched into high-speed movement, darting through the Thunder Cage Formation so fast that to anyone below a 4th-level spirit master, he appeared as nothing but an afterimage. Before the members of the Starling Academy could react, Chu Yi had already infiltrated their rear lines. His first target was Yan Pei'er, the team's controller.
Sensing Chu Yi's approach, Yan Pei'er attempted to surround herself with water as a defense. However, Chu Yi was too fast. Surrounded by electricity, he flashed forward, and her water barrier was pierced instantly by the electric shock. She collapsed to the ground, losing her ability to fight.
Chu Yi's assault was as swift as lightning. Without pausing, he continued his rapid attacks within the Starling Academy's ranks. Each strike hit their weak spots with precision, leaving them no time to counter his onslaught. Luo Fei and Zhang Hui struggled to defend, but Chu Yi's burst of speed left them overwhelmed.
Before long, Chu Yi had single-handedly shifted the balance of the battle in his team's favor. The crowd erupted in excitement, enjoying the spectacle of Kion Academy taking on the Starling Academy, a true case of the underdog challenging the strong.
Qing Wan stood gripping her sword, her gaze cold and sharp. Wind elemental energy swirled around her like a gentle breeze, ready to transform into a razor-sharp blade at any moment. Qing Xiu'er, in contrast, appeared more lively, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she lightly tapped her sword on the ground, her aura no less imposing.
"Sis, I won't go easy on you this time," Qing Xiu'er said playfully, a hint of challenge flashing in her eyes.
"Bring it," Qing Wan responded coolly, her foot subtly shifting. Instantly, wind energy exploded from her.
The wind was fast—Qing Wan disappeared from sight in an instant. The next moment, she appeared behind Qing Xiu'er, her sword thrusting like lightning toward her sister's waist. This strike carried fierce wind energy and was exceptionally sharp, capable of severely injuring Qing Xiu'er if not blocked in time.
But Qing Xiu'er was no ordinary fighter. Her reflexes were quick, and the moment she sensed the incoming danger, she smiled slightly, nimbly sidestepping to dodge the lethal blow.
"What quick reactions," Qing Wan thought, secretly impressed, but she didn't slow her attacks.
She launched another assault. Qing Wan's swordsmanship was swift and fierce, with every strike infused with wind energy, like a tempest crashing toward Qing Xiu'er. Her attack frequency was so high that it left Qing Xiu'er with barely any room to breathe.
However, Qing Xiu'er wasn't completely overwhelmed. Her movements were agile and light, allowing her to evade each of Qing Wan's sharp strikes. From time to time, she even counterattacked, her sword technique far more relaxed and fluid, as though she was toying with her opponent.
The two exchanged blow after blow, their duel growing faster and more intense with each moment. The swirling spirit energy created a powerful sense of pressure in the air, causing the audience to hold their breath as they focused on every detail of the fight. This was not just a contest of personal skill but an ultimate showdown of wind elemental mastery.
"Sis, your swordsmanship is strong, but you focus too much on attacking," Qing Xiu'er remarked with a playful smile. Taking advantage of a missed strike, she launched a counterattack.
Her sword struck at an unexpected angle toward Qing Wan's left shoulder. Though Qing Wan reacted swiftly, the strike was too tricky, and she couldn't fully evade it. A thin cut appeared on her shoulder.
Qing Wan frowned slightly, her expression turning more serious. The cut wasn't a major injury, but it made her realize that Qing Xiu'er's swordsmanship was unpredictable—light, nimble, and almost teasing in its execution.
"Do you think this will be enough to defeat me?" Qing Wan asked calmly, her spirit energy surging again. Wind energy rapidly gathered around her, forming a powerful airflow shield.
Her aura intensified, and the wind's speed grew more violent. Wherever her sword swung, it seemed to tear through the very air itself. Qing Wan no longer relied solely on attack—she began channeling wind energy into each of her sword strikes, fusing it with sword aura to form a force field that seemed to enshroud Qing Xiu'er within a storm.
Qing Xiu'er felt the shift in Qing Wan's power, and her playful smile gradually faded. She knew that her sister was now serious, no longer holding back. Her own expression became more focused as she held her sword before her, gathering her spirit energy.
The battle between the sisters grew even fiercer. Qing Wan's attacks were relentless and deadly, while Qing Xiu'er continued to dodge and counterattack with graceful agility. Wind energy clashed in the air, creating a violent storm of spiritual power, with sword qi scattering in all directions. The ground beneath them was already scarred with deep sword marks.
With each clash, powerful waves of spirit energy reverberated through the arena, shaking the air. Qing Wan's attacks became sharper, while Qing Xiu'er's evasive maneuvers grew more nimble. It was as if the two were dancing in the wind, performing a display of top-tier swordsmanship.
As the intensity of the fight escalated, their teammates could no longer intervene. Though they seemed evenly matched, Qing Xiu'er gradually began to feel the pressure from Qing Wan's superior spiritual energy.
Both took a few steps back, gathering energy at the tips of their swords. The intense spiritual aura gathered so thickly that even ordinary onlookers could faintly see the spiritual energy surrounding their blades.
Both were preparing their ultimate techniques—"Dual Ring Mystical Sword."
The audience roared in anticipation, chanting, "Dual Ring Mystical Sword! Dual Ring Mystical Sword!"
Moments later, both released the accumulated energy at the same time. In an instant, two massive forces of spiritual power collided.
A deafening explosion echoed across the field—"Boom!"—followed by a cloud of dust, obscuring everything from view...