The fifth round of the Martial Arts Competition began. Under the watchful eyes of thousands, the leader of the Xuanjian Sect and Jin Yi stepped onto the platform, their steps slightly heavy, as if both were bearing tremendous pressure.
Before the battle even started, neither could afford to lose in terms of momentum. The leader of the Xuanjian Sect and Jin Yi faced off thirty paces apart, their gazes locked on each other, everything around them seemingly irrelevant; they only had eyes for their opponent.
Time ticked by slowly, and their expressions did not change in the least. That focused look was as if they could spot any minute change in their adversary, revealing a flaw.
When experts cross swords, victory and defeat is often determined by a hair's breadth. The audience could feel an invisible tension filling the air, causing their hearts to beat nervously. Everyone watched the two on the stage without daring to blink, afraid of missing a thrilling moment.