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"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"
Ye Xuan shouted explosively, his entire body enveloped tightly in black energy, and instantly charged towards Yan San.
"Boom!"
In an instant, both of them moved extremely fast and collided directly.
The Black Blade and Clear Cold, with a "boom," clashed fiercely, actually sparking brilliant and dazzling sparks.
At the moment of impact, both Yan San and Ye Xuan quickly retreated, widening the distance between each other.
"Cough, cough."
The slender Yan San coughed a few times, blood trickling at the corner of his mouth, his face somewhat pale.
In contrast, Ye Xuan's expression looked much better.
Below the arena.
"It seems that Yan San is bound to be defeated in this battle. Ye Xuan, with that treasure sword, has become overwhelmingly powerful, truly extraordinary."
"Indeed. Ye Xuan's strength now might surpass the Scholarly Sword. With Yan San's power alone, he clearly cannot rival Ye Xuan."
