Chapter 781: Intense Battle!

However, Li Yun still looked calm.

He took one step forward.

Then he swung his sword again.

It was still Slow Sword.

His sword moved through the air with an unhurried rhythm. Compared to the Fourth Knight’s storm of spear shadows, Li Yun’s sword looked almost too slow.

But strangely, every time his sword moved, it would appear exactly where the storm was weakest.

One sword strike shattered a cluster of spear shadows.

Another sword strike opened a safe path.

A third sword strike pierced through the rhythm of the entire storm.

Li Yun’s movements were simple, clean, and almost effortless. Every swing of his sword shattered a large number of spear shadows. His body moved lightly through the gaps in the attack, and the golden storm that looked impossible to resist could not even touch the edge of his robe.

The Fourth Knight’s expression finally turned serious.

He increased his speed again, and the spear shadows became even denser. The golden light rained down like a storm, sealing off Li Yun from every direction.

But Li Yun remained composed.

His sword continued moving slowly.

No matter how fierce the spear storm became, it could not break through his defense.

To the spectators, this scene looked extremely strange.

The Fourth Knight was clearly attacking with overwhelming momentum. His spear shadows filled the arena, his golden light surged like a storm, and every strike contained terrifying power.

But Li Yun looked as if he were taking a casual walk.

He did not retreat.

He did not panic.

He did not even use any powerful aura.

He simply swung his sword again and again, and every sword happened to land at the perfect point.

The sound of spear and sword collisions rang out continuously.

After dozens of breaths, the Fourth Knight’s Spear of the Storm finally collapsed.

Li Yun was still standing in his original position.

The Fourth Knight, however, had already retreated several steps.

At this moment, the expressions of many cultivators in the audience changed.

They could all see it now.

Li Yun was not struggling at all.

He was holding back.

From the beginning of the battle until now, he had not revealed any of the frightening methods he had used in previous fights. He had not summoned a sword formation, had not used a soul attack, and had not displayed any overwhelming secret technique.

He was defeating the Fourth Knight with sword skill alone.

The Fourth Knight naturally realized this as well.

His face became extremely solemn.

"Li Yun, I did not expect your Sword Dao to have reached such a level."

He took a deep breath, and the golden light around him became more intense than ever before. "But this next spear is my strongest move. If you can block it, I will admit defeat."

His entire body began to radiate light like a blazing sun.

The golden armor on his body shone brilliantly, and the spear in his hand became almost impossible to look at directly. The aura surrounding him became vast, ancient, and enduring, as though his next strike would not fade even after endless time passed.

"Spear of Eternity."

The Fourth Knight suddenly thrust his spear.

Words could hardly describe the brilliance of this strike.

There was only one spear light.

But that single spear light was far more terrifying than all the spear shadows from before. It tore through the arena like a falling golden meteor, carrying an aura that seemed eternal and indestructible.

Even some experts in the audience stands could not help narrowing their eyes.

This spear was indeed powerful.

Among cultivators of the same level, very few could receive it head-on.

But Li Yun’s expression did not change.

He looked at the approaching spear light and finally raised his sword with a bit more seriousness.

"Five Elements Wind and Thunder Sword."

A blue-purple Sword Qi erupted from his sword.

The power of the Five Elements intertwined within the sword light, then gave birth to wind and thunder. Violent winds howled, thunder roared, and the entire arena seemed to be filled with flashing lightning and surging sword force.

The blue-purple Sword Qi shot forward and collided with the golden spear light.

A powerful explosion rang out.

The golden spear light trembled violently.

The wind and thunder Sword Qi cut into it from the front, while the power of the Five Elements wore it down from within. In only a few breaths, the spear light that had seemed eternal and indestructible began to crack.

The Fourth Knight’s expression changed.

"How is this possible?"

Before he could react further, the golden spear light shattered completely.

The remaining blue-purple Sword Qi continued forward.

Li Yun flicked his wrist slightly, controlling the strength of the attack so it would not severely injure the Fourth Knight. Even so, the remaining force struck the Fourth Knight’s golden armor and sent him staggering backward more than ten steps.

Cracks appeared across his armor.

Blood surged in his chest, but before he could suppress it, Li Yun had already moved again.

This time, Li Yun used the upgraded form of Slow Sword.

His sword moved even slower than before.

It looked as if the blade had nearly stopped in midair.

However, the moment the Fourth Knight saw this strike, his pupils contracted violently.

The previous Slow Sword had only slowed the rhythm of his attacks.

But this upgraded Slow Sword seemed to slow everything around him.

His thoughts slowed.

His breathing slowed.

His chaos qi slowed.

Even the movement of his spear slowed.

The sword was clearly approaching him slowly, but he could not dodge. He could not block. He could not even properly raise the spear in his hand.

It was as if the entire world had entered a slowed rhythm, while Li Yun alone remained outside of it.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Cold sweat instantly appeared on the Fourth Knight’s forehead.

He wanted to move.

He wanted to resist.

But his body could not keep up with his thoughts, and his thoughts could not keep up with Li Yun’s sword.

This was the terror of the upgraded Slow Sword.

It no longer merely controlled the rhythm of an attack. It interfered with the opponent’s perception, reaction, and timing, forcing them to watch helplessly as the sword descended.