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Ling Ye seemed to have expected this, his eyes flashed with a happy light, he slashed his long blade, the cyan blade became extremely sharp, transforming into a crescent shaped wind blade that slashed at Ling Yun.

Wherever the wind blade went, the air would hiss.

"Astral Finger!"

Ling Yun's gaze seemed to become profound, like a brilliant galaxy, and the astral qi that was reputed to be fierce and tyrannical quickly gathered on his index finger, condensing and compressing.

The light emitted by the Star Finger shone, it seemed to flash like the stars, giving off a powerful Qi, as it pointed towards the wind blade.

A ray of finger light transformed from a astral qi shot out, easily piercing through that wind blade.

"Crack!"

A clear and melodious sound came out. It was because after Ling Yun's finger light had pierced through the wind blade, it seemed to have destroyed the original balance. That wind blade instantly collapsed, turning into spirit energy and disappeared.

"How is this possible!"

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to break away from the blade and form a blade with Qi. In order to cultivate successfully, he had to spar with the soldiers of the Duke Palaces with similar strength and had to suffer a lot.

"Could it be that he saw through my weakness …" Ling Ye thought that it was really hard to believe. Otherwise, how could he so easily break through the wind blade that was only in the middle stage of the Martial Master Realm?

"This is bad!" In an instant, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. That pair of bright, starry eyes were filled with confidence, and its gaze was as sharp as a sword.

A palm as white as jade slowly rose up, shining with starlight, as if it was adorned with the stars of the previous week, reaching all the way to the universe, and it headed straight for his chest.

"Shattering the Stellar River with my palm!"

The lips of the youth in front of him moved slightly as a low and deep voice slowly sounded.

Without enough time to react, the long saber was placed horizontally in front of his chest.

Boom! *

The Astral Palm struck onto the broad and bright blade, while a burst of majestic strength emanated from within the blade. Ling Ye's expression changed drastically as the center of his palm cracked apart, causing blood to splatter all over the place as the blade left his hand.

Puff!

When the long blade left his hands, Ling Ye's face changed, but his reaction was not slow, in less than a breath of time, he had crossed his arms in front of his chest, and Spirit Qi was circulating.

When the palm came over, Ling Ye heard a soft "crack" sound, as if his bones were shattered. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

Ling Yun also retreated a few steps, his face flushed red, at the most critical moment, he stopped using part of his strength and suffered a backlash, if not Ling Ye would not be as simple as having his hand bones broken.

"I've lost!" Staggering and stabilizing his body, Ling Ye's face was pale white. Looking at the young man in front of him, he revealed a bitter smile, he did not expect to lose, although he had expected it, but he still found it hard to accept in his heart. After all, he had prepared for this battle for a long time.

He hadn't thought that he would be so weak. Not only did he not close the gap between the two, but he had been thrown further and further away. He remembered that last time, he had been defeated after a hundred moves.

Shaking his head, he bent down and picked up the blade. His pupils abruptly shrunk. That was because he saw a shallow crack on the shiny blade. Although it was shallow, it was extremely eye-piercing.

If he hadn't used his saber to block it, what would have happened to him when that palm landed on his body?

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He slowly turned around and left the stage. His figure seemed lonely and desolate, yet it seemed as if he had given up on obsession, leaving behind an indescribable feeling of freedom.

Ling Yun sighed softly, and stared at his back in a daze. Just like his father, they did not have any enmity towards each other, and had only gone overboard.

"Ling Ye's challenge to Ling Yun has failed!" The referee's voice pulled his thoughts back.