The moon was in the west and the stars were all over the sky. The Hongmen camp looked magnificent under the shine of the moon and stars. Not only was the camp huge, but it was also impregnable.
It was Zhou Bo, Ji Xin who had separated and hidden himself here, preparing to take part in the external affairs. The moment the Chu Battalion gave the signal, they would immediately rush in to save Pei Gong, and on the road to the Xianyang, Guan Ying, Zhou Chang, Chai Wu, and the fifteen cavalry that were brought with them were also waiting for orders, they were ready to support Pei Gong at any time.
At this moment, no one could make a sound within the camp.
The banquet was brightly lit, and in the middle stood two peerless experts, their swords and sabers not yet unsheathed, but because of the confrontation between the two, the banquet's marshal's tent was filled with silence, making everyone overwhelmed with shock. A biting cold atmosphere like before a mountain rain, became extremely chilling, and under this kind of aura, regardless of whether they were enemies or allies, all the generals felt the pressure increase, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Their gazes were sharp like blades as they locked onto each other as if they were looking at their prey. They stared at each other for a long time with no intention of making a move first.
His entire body was mighty like a tiger, concealing a shocking amount of strength, causing people to feel that if he did not move, he would move extremely quickly and ferociously. At this moment, he was slightly leaning forward in an imposing manner, causing everyone to be unable to breathe.
In the past when Long Tianyu was dealing with swordsmen, he was always able to maintain a calm and composed state, not affected at all by his opponent's influence. But now, it was as if he had become a completely different person, extremely composed and calm.
Because this time his opponent was not an ordinary first-rate swordsman, but a top-notch swordsman, with offensive skills and terrifying strength that was stronger than a top-tier swordsman, under the guidance of Qi Force, it was hard for him to maintain a relaxed state, it was not something that could be faked just because he wanted to, when facing Overlord of West Chu's Xiang Yu, he had to be calm in battle!
His right hand was placed on the hilt of his sword, steady and elegant. His two feet were separated, and he was motionless like a mountain. Although he didn't put on any kind of posture, he had the bearing of an expert that was more intimidating than any other posture.
In the past few days, he had painstakingly practiced his blade technique, trying to get rid of the flaws in his own blade technique as he continued to improve himself. Whether it was his physical strength or blade technique, they had all reached a peak, and he felt that he had surpassed his past self.
The entire tent was silent as everyone held their breath.
There was no sign of impatience from the confrontation between the two, because any one of the people in the duel was a big figure that they could not afford to offend. A ruthless figure who could easily block thousands of people by himself with a sword and a saber.
Fan Zeng, Ji Bu, Long Qie, Ying Bu, Xiang Zhuang and the rest looked at each other, they did not dare to breathe too loudly, the killing intent from the wind and rain was so strong that it caused everyone's hair to stand on end.
Zhang Liang, Yu Ji, Xiahou Ying, Yu Ziqi and the others also held their breath, they secretly perspired for Long Tianyu. They had all witnessed and heard about Xiang Yu's tyrannical strength, and even Tian Yu had personally admitted that he was no match for Xiang Yu in a one on one fight.
On the surface, no one held the upper hand. However, she had fought against two people before, so she understood that the strength of Xiang Yu, who possessed the Overlord's Saber, had increased by a level. It was already something that the Long Tianyu of the past could not compare to.
"Sigh, Long Lang is too reckless. Even if Xiang Yu doesn't kill him in person, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him to cripple or heavily injure my husband …" Yueyao's heart was burning with anxiety, but it was a pity that her sword arts could not beat Xiang Yu, and she could not help in any way.
The two people in the arena stared at each other for a long time. Xiang Yu's back was arched, like a leopard who had found its prey's weakness. Her eyes glowed, her right hand holding onto the hilt of her blade as a cold smile seeped out from the corner of her mouth.
"Clang …"
Xiang Yu pulled out the blade with her right hand, and it released an unparalleled blade energy, saying in a clear voice: "Brother Long, please make your move!"
Long Tianyu took a deep breath, he extended his hand and held the sword hilt horizontally in front of him. His gaze became as sharp as a treasure sword, but did not reveal any of the emotions in his heart.
Xiang Yu sneered in her heart, realizing that he had been caught in her own blade energy, she did not dare to rashly attack before being familiar with the sword, and laughed: "Alright, I, Xiang, will not be courteous, first move, Proud and unparalleled!"
Xiang Yu stomped on the ground with her left foot and then her right leg shot out like lightning, like a tiger out of its cage and pounced onto the beautiful food. With a lift of her arm, the Overlord's blade flew out of its sheath like a rainbow, transforming into a bolt of lightning, slicing through the air, like a stormy wave striking at the unmoving Long Tianyu.
It was like a violent storm of attacks, causing the whole situation to change in an instant.
Everyone could not see the blade clearly at the moment, they only felt that the blade light was dazzling, it completely enveloped Long Tianyu's body under the beautiful blade light. The Allied army leaders were secretly worried, while Yu Ji and Yueyao even covered their mouths with their hands, their expressions turning pale.
With the loss of a thousand kilograms, Long Tianyu also made his move at the same time.
The longsword was unsheathed, and first a ball of light shot out from the sword sheath before exploding, transforming into a circular sword net. It was illusory and solid, and the sword silhouette in the sky moved to intercept Xiang Yu's lightning-fast and thunder-like saber strike.
"Zheng!" A clear and ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing rang out, causing everyone's expression to change greatly. Who would have thought that the moment they attacked, they would go all out on the offense!
"Dang, dang, dang!"
In a split-second, the two exchanged three moves.
Saber light shot out in all directions, and sword energy filled the sky.
The blade's aura enveloped a radius of twenty feet. The onlookers were dazzled as they stared dumbfoundedly at the soul-stirring duel.
Long Tianyu's sword beam suddenly became narrow, and only protected a narrow and small space. With his strange footwork, under Xiang Yu's terrifying blade force that was like billowing waves and his wide opened eyes, he moved like a swimming dragon. The two of them were in a perfect situation, and no one could take advantage of him.
Xiang Yu quickly floated back, standing straight with her blade, her confidence multiplied, her killing intent surged as she laughed out loud: "Satisfying! To think that I, Xiang Yu, would step into the Central Plains and meet such an opponent. It's such a great pleasure for me to meet Brother Gao Long, I won't spare any face!"
Although he did not suffer a loss in the first round, he could clearly feel the might of the Overlord's Saber and the saber force that was sweeping through the air. It seems that he had created a [Tian Yu's Nine Swords] which he was about to bring out, as long as there was a flaw in his technique, he would be able to create it first. Thinking of this, he waved his sword, causing the sword to vibrate and a faint green air current to flow on the surface of the sword. There was a strong sense of confidence in his tone, and he didn't show the slightest trace of fear.
Li Yueyao watched at the side as her lover's skills increased by a lot. Standing there leisurely, her figure was like a lofty mountain, her heart filled with joy. Could it be that after not seeing her for half a month, Long Lang's strength had increased again? As her worry lessened, Lingxi moved and placed her hand on the zither string. "Ding ding dong dong …" The melody of the zither surrounded the tent, causing the somber atmosphere to ease up a lot as she vaguely entered into an illusionary world.
Long Tianyu took a deep breath, and felt the wonderful change in his zither music. Although he did not know what tune she was playing, but it vaguely resonated with him, his state of mind was clear.