The Duel Against Zhou Yang

Clang.

The long sword was drawn, followed by a loud sound. A beam of cold light was reflected under the sun. It was beautiful, and people could not help but be drawn to it.

They then witnessed a shocking scene.

The long sword that shimmered with cold light passed through Xu Ting's raised arm at a high speed and hit him severely on the body.

Boom!

There was a loud sound, and Xu Ting, who was charging at his opponent, was sent flying in a flash.

He even spewed blood in the air.

Xu Ting had been defeated with one single blow.

Phew!

Lin Yao let out a long breath, sheathed his long sword, and stood upright.

Many girls cast him appreciative glances after witnessing this scene.

"He is so handsome."

"He defeated Xu Ting with a single move. Lin Yao is very powerful."

"I beg to differ. It was a sneak attack. If Xu Ting had known about the sneak attack, he would not have suffered a crushing defeat."

"Indeed. Although it was shocking that he defeated Xu Ting with one single blow, this is the gist of the Sword-Drawing Technique. Once the sword is drawn, there will either be victory or defeat. One will survive or die. One cannot fight for a long time. If Xu Ting had blocked the attack, Lin Yao would have lost… This is very normal."

Some people praised him, and some people were jealous of Lin Yao and got upset when he earned the praise of the girls.

Lin Yao's best buddy would not take this lying down.

"What a joke! If you ran into an enemy outside, would he tell you in advance the name of his move? How can you blame Lin Yao when you don't know enough about your opponent?"

"Exactly! If we had been outside school, Xu Ting would have died."

Even if one disregarded how skillful one was in the Sword-Drawing Technique, one definitely looked very cool when using the skill, and the winner could be determined with one move. One would either survive or die. Every martial artist loved to be in such a thrilling situation.

From then onward, Lin Yao won the hearts of many female fans.

Of course, Lin Yao did not pay attention to any of this.

He gained victory after defeating Xu Ting with one move. He then went to stand next to the instructor.

"That move was good. However, now that it has been used, others will not be so careless next time."

"I understand."

While they were speaking, the battle in the field continued. Soon, there were only four people standing on the platform. Those people were Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, Li Peng, and a martial artist classmate who had mastered combat skills.

They would also draw lots to determine who would be the contestants of the next match. The student who had mastered combat skills turned his attention to Lin Yao. He obviously wanted to fight with him.

Although the Sword-Drawing Technique could determine the winner with one blow, Lin Yao did not have a powerful physique. The student believed that he could defeat him.

The student also believed that he would be crushed by Zhou Yang and Li Peng.

Unfortunately, although drawing lots seemed fair, the stronger opponents would always end up fighting last. This time was no exception. Lin Yao would fight with Zhou Yang, while Li Peng would fight with the young man in the semi-finals.

The audience shook their heads at this situation.

"It's a pity. If it was another opponent, Lin Yao could still use the Sword-Drawing Technique to fight for a winning spot. However, Zhou Yang is too strong."

"Indeed, Zhou Yang just fought against a martial artist. After unleashing his vital energy and using his combat skills, the martial artist still couldn't block Zhou Yang's punch. Although both of them are martial artists, there is still a difference between a genius and an ordinary person."

The first to compete were Li Peng and the young man. There was no suspense. Everyone knew who would be the winner. The classmate used his combat skills and was a good match for Li Peng.

However, after a round of battling, Li Peng quickly recovered his energy and dealt with the young man with the Vajra Palm, sending him flying away.

Right now, there were only three people left in the field. Those people were Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, and Li Peng, who won the match.

Of course, this did not mean that Lin Yao had secured a place in the top three positions. If he lost, he'd still need to participate in the battle between the losers. If he won the match, he would then rank third. The first and second winners would be the two finalists.

"Lin Yao will fight against Zhou Yang."

Lin Yao and Zhou Yang stepped on the stage as soon as they heard the instructions.

Lin Yao, who faced Zhou Yang head-on, could also sense the intense pressure that the previous martial artists had felt. Zhou Yang was very tall. Lin Yao was 1.80 meters tall and was considered tall. However, Zhou Yang was more than two meters tall. He was much taller than Lin Yao and had a stronger physique. He looked as powerful and strong as a male lion.

'The last martial artist confronted him with martial arts but was sent flying. He is invincible.'

While Lin Yao was staring at Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang was staring at Lin Yao's hand, which was holding onto the sword.

He was indeed strong and was taller and sturdier, so he was able to resist the attacks. However, he had no time to strengthen his physique and could not withstand the full blow dealt by a martial artist.

However, although he felt intense pressure while staring at Lin Yao's right hand, which was holding onto the sword, he had confidence in himself.

'The Sword-Drawing Technique is not invincible. As long as I am careful, I will win if I block the first move.'

With this thought in mind, he did not charge forward when the instructor called for them to start. Instead, he pressed forward step by step.

This was meant to put pressure on Lin Yao and stabilize his body and mind, preparing him for Lin Yao's surprise attack.

However, he walked all the way up to Lin Yao yet made no move. Zhou Yang could not help but grin.

"You are very stable. However, no matter how stable you are, it's useless. The difference in strength cannot be offset by some small tricks."

Upon saying that, Zhou Yang threw multiple punches that were as swift as a dragon, smashing fiercely toward Lin Yao's body. At the same time, he fixed his eyes on Lin Yao's right hand, which was holding the sword, guarding himself against the Sword-Drawing Technique.

Everyone, including the one-eyed instructor, fixed their eyes on Lin Yao's right hand. They knew that Lin Yao had mastered the Sword-Drawing Technique and that was his only chance of turning the tables.

However, everyone was shocked.

Clang.

When Zhou Yang punched with his fists, the loud sound of unsheathing a sword could be heard in the field.

Zhou Yang's right hand was wrapped in an armguard, and he was in the midst of throwing fierce punches at the opponent. As soon as he heard the brittle sound of the sword, he used his right arm to resist the attack of the sword.

He seemed to be attacking rashly, yet he did not use up all his strength. He did this to guard himself against such sneak attacks.

'As long as I block the Sword-Drawing Technique and he loses momentum and speed upon drawing the sword, he will not be able to withstand my attack.'

He was brimming with confidence. He believed that as long as he blocked this move, he would be able to win. As a result, he widened his eyes and stared at Lin Yao's right hand. He had to prevent him from using the Sword-Drawing Technique.

However, he quickly discovered that Lin Yao had not drawn a sword but a beam of light. Endless light streamed out of the sheath. It was like the hot sun that shone onto the mortal world. There was no way to stare the light in the eye.

"Ah… My eyes!"

People could not see clearly in absolute darkness. However, the sudden appearance of light would stimulate the eyes even more. Many people would shed tears if they stared straight at the afternoon sun. If one moved from a dark place to a bright place, they would have to close their eyes for a moment before slowly opening them.

However, Zhou Yang, who widened his eyes and stared at Lin Yao, had no time to adjust to the bright light. As he faced the infinite light that Lin Yao had unleashed from the scabbard, he felt as if he was looking directly at a flash bomb at close range. The sudden ray of light pierced his eyes, and he instinctively shut them. His original intention was to use his right fist to resist the attack of the sword and his left fist to throw a punch. He pulled his hands back to cover his eyes.

All of this was an instinctive reaction after he saw the light. He panicked due to the sudden blankness in his eyes and the momentary darkness. This was why he instinctively moved to cover his eyes.

Zhou Yang's eyes were still tingling, and he could not see anything. However, Zhou Yang sensed that something was wrong.

'This is bad…'