"The second battle, it's him again."
"I'll bet on him for this battle."
"I wonder who his opponent will be in the second battle?"
In the Underground Arena, a desert world appeared on the light screen.
The moment the desert appeared, a young man with a silver mask appeared at the same time. Seeing this young man, countless experts in the Underground Arena were shocked, and the sound of discussion was endless.
Soon, in the desert, an earth-shattering sword intent descended.
The sword intent swept through the yellow sand, and the entire desert trembled.
At the same time, a ray of sword light pierced through the air.
A young man holding a long sword appeared in the desert.
The young man had an unparalleled sword intent.
The earth-shattering sword intent just now was emitted from his body.
His entire person was almost one with the sword.
"Ling Jian."
"It's Ling Jian."
"This is going to be interesting."
"Ling Jian, will he kill that silver masked young man in one strike?"
"I wonder if Ling Jian will use his sword this time."
In the Underground Arena, there were close to a hundred thousand experts watching the battle.
Seeing the young man appear, they were all shocked.
The entire arena was filled with Ling Jian's name. In the Underground Arena, Ling Jian was simply a miracle, invincible among his peers. In many of the battles, he didn't even use his sword and killed his opponents.
"Ling Jian ~"
"Ling Jian ~"
"Ling Jian ~"
The cheers were endless.
Countless geniuses looked as if they saw their idol.
Their eyes were filled with admiration and respect.
At this moment, countless experts who were prepared to bet on the silver masked young man did not hesitate to choose to bet more on Ling Jian.
Because in their eyes.
Ling Jian could bring them huge wealth and absolute victory.
They even guessed that Ling Jian could kill the silver masked young man without using his sword.
In other words, Ling Jian could kill the silver masked young man in one strike, just like how the silver masked young man killed Xue Tu in one strike in the last battle.
"Your Highness, do you think he can win against Ling Jian?"
Uncle Yan turned his head and looked at Silent Soul beside him.
He asked Silent Soul.
Because, from the beginning to the end, Silent Soul did not show any signs of worry.
Could it be that the princess had confidence in this seemingly ordinary young man, or did the princess not care about this young man's life and death? He couldn't help but be curious.
"Uncle Yan, you'll know when you see."
A faint smile appeared on Solitary Spirit's face.
Her smile was like a spring breeze caressing her face.
She would still be worried for Lin Ye if it was any other powerful practitioner or someone above the fifth level of the Creation stage. However, as long as the opponent's cultivation had not reached the fifth level of the Creation stage, she was not worried at all.
After saying that, her beautiful eyes looked at the image above the light barrier.
"You shouldn't have come to the arena."
Ling Jian's cold voice sounded.
That voice was as cold as the sword in his hand.
His entire being was filled with awe-inspiring sword intent, like a divine sword that stood proudly between heaven and earth.
With him as the center, the area within a radius of several miles was filled with unparalleled sword intent.
Moreover, the Sword Will was becoming more and more overbearing.
The yellow sand of the desert rolled over and over, and the killing intent was chilling.
"You use a sword."
"What a pity."
Lin Ye said indifferently. His entire being was incomparably calm.
There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of emotion.
With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards Ling Jian, as though he was walking in his own backyard, completely ignoring Ling Jian's sword intent.
Seventy-percent sword intent was extremely overbearing.
If it was any other powerful practitioner facing such a sword intent, the sword intent alone would be able to severely injure them.
Boom!
Seventy-percent sword intent.
Against a seventy-percent Blade Intent.
The Blade Intent and Sword Intent clashed.
There was a destructive explosion in the space, and yellow sand flew everywhere.
Eh?
Ling Jian's body swayed, and he took a step back.
When he saw that Lin Ye was moving forward as usual and was not affected at all, he could not help but be shocked. They were both at seventy-percent, but he was crushed by Lin Ye.
Immediately, the expression on his face changed.
Without hesitation, he unsheathed his sword and slashed towards Lin Ye.
In an instant, the sky changed color.
Unparalleled sword intent, unparalleled sword light and sword gleam.
It pierced through space and blasted towards Lin Ye.
This sword was like a flying immortal, peerless and unparalleled.
At the same time, the power of the Sacred Artifact on the sword distorted space and merged with the sword gleam, increasing its power by several times.
"Ultimate Slash."
Lin Ye moved his mind, and the Skyflame Sacred Saber appeared in his hand.
He slashed out with the Skyflame Sacred Saber.
Ultimate Slash, this was the true ultimate.
It was an existence that surpassed the ninth-grade.
Suddenly, the power of the Sacred Artifact and the unparalleled sword gleam blasted towards Ling Jian's sword gleam. At this moment, there were two worlds in this desert.
One was a world of sword gleams, filled with destructive sword intent.
The other was a world of sword gleams, filled with awe-inspiring sword intent.
The sword was the king of all weapons.
The sword was the king of all weapons.
At this moment, the two super geniuses used their seventy-percent sword intent to slash out the sword gleam and the sword gleam.
This battle was a showdown between the sword and the sword.
Boom!
Crack!
Crack!
Space, cracked.
Heaven and earth, distorted.
The sword gleam and the sword gleam constantly clashed.
For a moment, there was no clear winner.
There were nearly a hundred thousand strong practitioners watching the battle in the underground arena. At this moment, they all held their breaths and stared at the light shield. They were shocked. This was a battle between a genius and a strong practitioner.
They did not expect that the young man with the silver mask would be strong enough to fight with Ling Jian.
"Your Highness."
"The friend that you know is indeed powerful."
"What do you think are his chances of winning?"
Uncle Yan was shocked.
It was only now that he understood that the seemingly ordinary young man was a true super genius. The princess had a good eye.
To be able to fight with Ling Jian to a standstill, such a person was definitely a genius.
"In this world."
"No one knows the sword better than him."
Silent Soul did not say Lin Ye's chances of winning.
But he said something that carried a lot of weight. If Uncle Yan did not know that the princess would not lie, he would not have believed what Silent Soul said. Because Lin Ye was not using a sword, but a sword.
His opponent was a super genius in the way of the sword.
To say that a genius in the way of the sword was a genius in the way of the sword, he naturally would not believe it.
Boom!
In the desert, the explosion finally stopped.
In the endless sand, sword gleams, and sword gleams.
A figure walked out.
The thin young man with the silver mask was the first to walk out from the center of the destruction.
Seeing this scene, the strong practitioners watching the battle in the underground arena were shocked.
Because the young man with the silver mask did not have any injuries on his body. He was calm and collected, with a confident smile on his face and his hands behind his back.
He walked slowly, as if he was taking a stroll in his own backyard.
Puchi!
After the young man with the silver mask walked out.
In the center of the destruction, there was the sound of blood spurting out.
After the sand settled and the sword gleams and sword gleams dissipated, Ling Jian's figure appeared in the sight of all the strong practitioners.
However, Ling Jian's current situation was not good, not good at all.
The long sword in Ling Jian's hand was stuck on the ground. His whole body relied on the support of the long sword to not fall. His face was filled with disbelief and unwillingness. Blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth.