As long as he displayed even the slightest hint of timidity, the opponent would overpower him in momentum.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ya’s lips slightly curled up, revealing a cold smile.
Interesting, this Yin Jiaxiong and the entire Wuliang Mountain indeed have some intrigue.
Then, Zhao Ya slowly drew the knife from his waist, the tip pointed diagonally at Yin Jiaxiong in the distance.
Although he didn’t speak, the meaning was clear.
It was a battle!
Yin Jiaxiong’s pupils instantly contracted, and then his face showed a solemn expression.
Even though the knife tip was pointed diagonally and separated by miles, Yin Jiaxiong still felt the surging, turbulent Sword Intent.
But it was this Sword Intent that instantly ignited the fierce fighting spirit within Yin Jiaxiong’s heart.
He felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, yet his aura became even more calm.
Then he slowly drew the Wind Listening Sword from his waist, also pointing the tip straight at Zhao Ya.
Clang!
The air rippled invisibly and collided instantly, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.
Immediately following, the grass and trees in the middle of their confrontation silently shattered.
It was caused by the overflowing aura.
Although neither side moved yet, they had already exchanged a move.
He Nandou’s expression also became solemn involuntarily.
Honestly, just now he was somewhat uncertain, not knowing if Zhao Ya could defeat Yin Jiaxiong.
Although Zhao Ya’s strength was indeed formidable, Yin Jiaxiong was no pushover either.
His combat power was so strong that even He Nandou feared it considerably.
And if Zhao Ya were defeated, this expedition would be meaningless.
All previous planning would have been in vain.
But now, this move gave He Nandou a reassurance.
At least in terms of momentum, Zhao Ya wasn’t losing ground.
At this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly disappeared from where he stood.
Simultaneously, Yin Jiaxiong on the Sword Dissolving Stone vanished.
The next second, a loud explosion was heard from the sky.
Boom!
Many people were shocked, their eardrums aching, while those with weaker strength looked pained.
But nobody cared about that; all eyes were on the battlefield’s center.
They saw two figures on the open ground separate with a touch and then rush at each other even faster.
And every clash brought sounds of metal and sparks flying.
Everyone held their breath, focusing intently.
Shangguan Jianmei was equally concentrated, but after watching for a while, she was shocked to find her eyes couldn’t keep up with their speed.
Because at this moment, the speed of both in the field kept increasing, and the sound of metal clashing continued to merge into one.
With Shangguan Jianmei’s cultivation level, she couldn’t discern the situation in the field.
She involuntarily looked at He Nandou beside her, seeing him also watching intently. She then asked in a low voice.
"Senior Brother He, who do you think will win?"
Unexpectedly, He Nandou shook his head helplessly, "I can’t tell; their speed is too fast."
It’s known that He Nandou, or rather the entire Celestial One Pavilion, wasn’t good at fighting; they excelled in controlling the sense of crisis and vague foresight.
But Shangguan Jianmei didn’t expect even He Nandou couldn’t tell who had the upper hand, making her even more astonished.
She truly didn’t expect Yin Jiaxiong to be so powerful, no wonder Wuliang Mountain’s status among the Thirteen Sects is so high.
But what shocked her more was Zhao Ya’s performance.
Before this, all of her impressions of Zhao Ya came from rumors, inevitably harboring skepticism, thinking they were exaggerated.
But now, witnessing Zhao Ya’s strength firsthand, Shangguan Jianmei had only one feeling.
That the rumors were conservative still.
Equally shocked were Nan Liangyu and Zhuo Tingqin.
Although they had long stopped viewing Zhao Ya as a peer, seeing him contend with top masters of the previous generation gave them mixed feelings.
Especially Nan Liangyu, who, for the first time, doubted his talent.
Could it be he’s truly too dull?
Otherwise, why is someone younger than him so much stronger?
Then, a light laugh suddenly came from beside him.
"He’s going to win!"
Nan Liangyu and Zhuo Tingqin immediately turned to the speaker, seeing it was a stunning young girl.
They recognized her instantly; she came with the disciples of Azure Dragon Temple and seemed closely connected to Zhao Ya.
However, they couldn’t sense any True Power from her, seeming like a typical person.
Because of this, many were curious about her identity, even assuming she might be Zhao Ya’s lover.
Yet, unexpectedly, at this critical moment, this girl could see through the field’s situation.
But was she speaking the truth?
Just as Nan Liangyu and Zhuo Tingqin were puzzled, the continuous sound of metal clashing abruptly ceased.
Immediately, they saw Zhao Ya standing calmly before Yin Jiaxiong, short knifepoint resting against his throat.
In contrast, Yin Jiaxiong’s Wind Listening Sword was more than a foot away from Zhao Ya.
Who won was clear at a glance.
After a moment of silence, the field was in uproar.
"Mountain Master... lost?"
All across Wuliang Mountain, be it elders or disciples, looked on incredulously at the scene before them.
As for He Nandou, he was equally shaken.
They thought that even if Zhao Ya won, he would pay some price, not expecting such an easy victory.