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A duel was unavoidable. Guo Jing sent his family members to immediately move out of the dining table and out of the open space. Long Tianyu and Xiang Ji stood in the middle of the open space, facing each other with a feeling of being as strong as two tigers.

Long Tianyu was extraordinarily handsome, with a straight and upright body that matched well with the posture of a ruler descending to the world, forming an imposing aura that belonged to a king.

At this moment, his gaze was as sharp as swords covering his opponent. He felt that Xiang Yu had a sturdy stature and his arm strength was beyond ordinary. Moreover, he was actually taller than him by two centimeters.

The corner of his mouth revealed a cold smile, as if the man in front of him had already been defeated. Perhaps he did not put the other party in his eyes at all, and had trained hard with his swords, spears, swords, arrows shooting since childhood, and his strength of a thousand pounds. He had almost never met an opponent in the desert nomadic tribes, and even the heroic elders thought that he was inferior to her.

Li Yueyao saw that the manliness of the two men was truly rare. Beautiful women with heroes since ancient times, how could a man like this not be the center of her adoration? But when two tigers fought each other, there was bound to be a wound. Whose heart was inclined to that? The talented girl was naturally resolute and determined. Her lovable eyes seemed to be infatuated with the person she liked.

Xiang Ji stood there quietly with his sword, everyone thought that he would take the initiative and strike first, but who knew that he would not move, like a bottomless abyss that faced the cliff, the Qi in the silence kept on escaping, the cold killing intent spread out like a light frost mist, causing all the guests to tremble, it was unknown if it was the killing intent from him or the cold Qi from the sword sheath.

Even though Long Tianyu was not afraid at all, thinking that the name of the Overlord of West Chu was too resounding in the five thousand year history, he did not dare to underestimate it. At this time, facing this invincible and insufferable overlord, it was unknown why but the calmer the opponent was, the more his aura grew stronger, as if his body was the core of energy, scattering the energy in all directions, causing people to feel like they were unable to attack him.

Xiang Ji entered the realm of the Mo family's mental cultivation method, using quiet to brace himself, even though he had the intention to make a move later on, he still said to the other party: "Brother Long, I am here to experience, please bring out my sword!"

Long Tianyu had always relied on his own power to win against others, but today, he did not expect his opponent to be so calm and collected, hence he was curious, but he was an extremely gifted man, he would not act according to the rules of the ancient people, and thought: "You brat, if you want to disrupt my state of mind with your Qi, then I will make a plan, and go the other way!"

There was no trace of seriousness on his face. Instead, he leisurely smiled and said, "Then I'll be offending you!" As he spoke, he bent his knees and gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, preparing to defend himself.

Everyone held their breath, for a moment everyone's gaze was focused on Long Tianyu's sword hilt, they wanted to see how he would use the first move.

Zhang Liang, Xiahou Ying, Zhang Yun and the rest all felt it was strange, and thought: "Master's swordsmanship is high and unfathomable, every time he made a move to defeat the enemy, why did he make the first move today, instead of being as relaxed as before, could it be that Xiang Ji's ability is truly stronger than his?"

Li Yueyao and Xiang Zhuang had left the same sect, and had some achievements in sword techniques. Just by looking at Xiang Yu's imposing manner, it was obvious that she had a high cultivation in the way of the sword, and had sparred with Long Tianyu before. Although he knew that his sword techniques were profound, he was still worried for him.

Long Tianyu sucked with focus and slowly pulled out the sword. The way he pulled out the sword was different from how he usually did, instead, he drew out three inches from the ground, and then pulled back two inches. As he moved forward and backwards, he gradually gathered all of the energy into the center of his palm.

"Creak …" "Clank …" The rubbing sound was like the rhythm of a talisman, breaking through the opponent's firm defensive aura, causing the killing aura to be reduced. In terms of psychological tactics, the counter attack controlled the initiative of the entire audience, as if he could attack whenever he wanted and defend the situation.

Xiang Ji was fully focused on his defense when he suddenly saw his opponent's stance. He was slightly stunned, not knowing what he was doing, and a gap suddenly appeared in his impeccable demeanor.

How meticulous was Long Tianyu's thought process? Sensing the subtle changes in the other party's Qi, he knew that he was the one being affected, and thought to himself: "If I don't attack now, when will I?"

In a fight between experts, an instant attack and defense could be used to their advantage. The first move might not be too calm, but the second move might not be as calm as the last.

"Clang …" An ear-piercing howl resounded throughout the banquet hall.

Long Tianyu finally made his move under everyone's gazes. The sword's edge flashed out of its scabbard, cut through the air and brought about a terrifying force. It pierced through the defense line formed by the sign energy and went straight to the chest.

The moment the blade appeared, killing intent filled the air.

Xiang Ji was shocked, because any expert who made a move, should have signs of attacking, such as eyes, pulse, breath and so on. But Long Tianyu's sword move was completely different, as though the attack was from nowhere, and all the attacks were based on his interest, the sword qi would freeze wherever it went.

The sword came out too quickly, and most of the guests only saw a flash of white light from Long Tianyu's body, and his figure disappeared, the light beams were all over in a blink of an eye, the sword tip and his entire body had already arrived in front of Xiang Ji, everyone could not help but exclaim and cheer.

Xiang Ji felt the Sword Qi pressing down on him, the speed was truly inconceivable, he bellowed, and pulled out his sword to block in front of his chest to pull up a Swordflower, then clashed against Po Jun's body.

"Clang …" The clashing sound of the two swords didn't cease. Both of their arms were numb.

But as long as it was within his reach, he was still forced to take a step back by the powerful force of the sword. Just as he was thinking of retaliating, Long Tianyu had already moved more than ten feet away from him, with the tip of the sword pointing towards the ground, he stood there arrogantly like a heavenly soldier.

Xiang Ji's right arm went numb, and thought: "His arm strength is exactly the same as mine, it's really rare. His sword technique just now was extremely fast, obviously using Mo Zi's sword technique to defend and to attack, he's only in a passive state, only able to take the initiative." With a flick of his wrist, a cold light was released. Under the light of the candle flame, it interweaved in the air, like a big net that seemed to be both illusory and illusory, and the sword blade was right in the middle of the net.

Although Long Tianyu seemed to be relaxed as he retreated, his arms were actually extremely sore and numb. He thought to himself, "Xiang Yu is such a good guy, with such powerful arm strength, if it wasn't for me taking the initiative myself and sticking to the sword and spitting it out, cutting off 30% of the force, I would have been humiliated in front of everyone here. If he was born in Twenty-first Century and participated in the Olympic Games, then the male team's javelins, shot put and weightlifting gold plate would have definitely belonged to him!"

The entire body of the tiger, together with the movement technique, formed a domineering aura that swept through everything. The sword aura rushed out with's figure, causing the surrounding air to condense and circulate. As the air swept up the nearby candles, several oil lamps were extinguished.

At the same time, his sword swept across the bodies of everyone present, causing them to tremble. Just from this move alone, everyone present, whether they understood or not, would be able to sense the power and domineering might of this sword strike.

Long Tianyu was able to understand the ingenuity of this strike even more clearly in this situation. Under the oppression of his opponent's aura, he felt as if he was wrapped up in an illusionary sword tip. His skin felt a pricking pain from the energy, and he couldn't help but cry out obediently.

The stronger the opponent, the more it could stimulate Long Tianyu's fighting spirit and potential. At this moment, when everything was about to happen, Long Tianyu raised his eyebrows, as if he had transformed into a king level expert, thinking in his heart: If I were to be afraid of your Overlord of West Chu today, Xiang Yu, I would not be surnamed Long!