65: The AFK sword technique is beginning to show its potential.

"Little Bastard! Game over!"

A furious roar, filled with violence and killing intent, erupted from the depths of his throat!

The spiritual power within him was unleashed without reservation at this moment, and the already incomparably sharp longsword instantly lit up with dazzling white light! A sword momentum, far surpassing anything before and incredibly sharp, burst forth, making the clothes of those around them flap noisily!

"It's Senior Brother Han's famous ultimate skill—'Swift Wind Sword'!"

"Oh my god! Senior Brother Han was actually forced to use his true abilities! This kid... what kind of monster is he?!"

Below the stage, the Disciples who had initially been watching with amusement now had their mocking expressions replaced by an unprecedented seriousness and shock!

They finally realized that this seemingly one-sided "guidance" was... not as simple as they had imagined!

Han Meng's sword moved!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

He himself seemed to merge with the strong wind! The longsword in his hand transformed into countless phantoms, enveloping Lin Ye from all directions!

This was no longer a simple chop and thrust, but a death net woven from countless sharp Sword Qi, dense yet without a single gap!

Every ray of sword light was cunning and vicious, aiming directly at Lin Ye's vital points!

This was his true strength as one of the top ten inner sect masters!

Facing this sudden and furious sword net, which would make any Cultivator of the same Realm despair, Lin Ye, at the center of the storm, still maintained his "panic" and "fearful" expression, looking utterly... "vulnerable."

He seemed to have been completely frightened by this terrifying sword momentum, his body stiff, the wooden sword in his hand merely flailing wildly in front of him out of instinct, attempting a final, futile struggle.

However, it was this seemingly futile struggle that made the System's waterfall-like notification sounds in Lin Ye's mind become increasingly rapid! Increasingly dense!

"Ding! The Wind Chasing Sword Technique, under extreme pressure, comprehends the Profound Truth of 'Wind Eye'! Proficiency +20!"

"Ding! The Wind Chasing Sword Technique successfully blocked thirty-seven times, Proficiency +185!"

"Ding! The Wind Chasing Sword Technique's Proficiency has reached its critical point..."

"Congratulations, host! The Wind Chasing Sword Technique has reached the — Introductory Realm!"

Buzz!

It was as if an invisible shackle shattered in Lin Ye's mind!

A brand new understanding of "wind" poured into the depths of his Divine Soul like an Epiphany!

At this moment, Han Meng's lightning-fast, dazzling sword net seemed to... slow down in his eyes!

He could clearly "see" the trajectory of the flowing wind beneath each ray of sword light!

He could clearly "hear" the changes in power contained within each shriek of the sword blade tearing through the air!

He could even clearly "feel" the single, fatal... flaw hidden within the seemingly seamless sword net!

Lin Ye's movements underwent a subtle change at this moment.

His steps were still "clumsy," and his expression was still "panicked."

But the most ordinary wooden sword in his hand, unconsciously, became completely different from before!

No longer random flailing, no longer passive blocking.

Instead, it transformed into a resilient green bamboo rooted in a storm!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of crisp and pleasant clashing sounds replaced the previous dull thuds!

Every time Lin Ye's wooden sword was swung, it was as if he had foresight, always able to precisely strike the weakest point of Han Meng's furious sword net from an incredible angle!

Each of his blocks was no longer a head-on collision, but a highly ingenious, 'four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds' method, a gentle deflection and redirection, instantly dissipating the furious power that could split stone and crack mountains into nothingness!

Initially, this change was very subtle and unremarkable.

But gradually, everyone noticed something was wrong!

"What's going on? Why do I feel like... Senior Brother Han's sword... seems to have slowed down?"

"It's not that Senior Brother Han has slowed down! It's... it's Lin Ye! His blocks have become... so fast! So accurate!"

"This... how is this possible?! He just looked like he couldn't even hold a sword steady, how... how did he suddenly seem like a different person?!"

On the high platform, Elder Sun's eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly snapped open! In his eyes, an unprecedented, dazzling brilliance burst forth!

He stared intently at the ordinary wooden sword in Lin Ye's hand, and for the first time, a trace of true... shock appeared on his placid face!

"An Epiphany in battle?!"

Only Su Qingyue, a hint of understanding flashed in the depths of her always cold eyes.

"Sure enough... it's starting again."

She knew that this young man's incredible "performance" was finally entering... the counterattack phase!

As for Han Meng, the shock in his heart was already like a towering wave, almost submerging his reason!

He felt like a fierce tiger caught in a spiderweb! No matter how he struggled, how he roared, he would be firmly entangled by the seemingly fragile but incredibly tough silk!

Every one of his attacks seemed to be anticipated by the opponent! Every change in his move seemed to be within the opponent's calculations!

This feeling of being completely seen through and utterly suppressed made him almost go mad!

"I don't believe it! Break for me!!!"

Han Meng roared again, pouring the last shred of spiritual power in his body into the longsword, the sword light surged, transforming into a sky-shattering rainbow, striking down at Lin Ye with an unyielding, resolute posture!

This was his strongest sword! And his... final struggle!

However, facing this earth-shattering sword, the "panicked" expression on Lin Ye's face slowly... faded away.

It was replaced by a placid... calmness.

He no longer blocked.

Instead, he gently took a step to the left.

This single step, however, seemed to contain some Profound Truth of heaven and earth, perfectly avoiding the sharpest sword glow of the astonishing sword rainbow, and like a ghost, it cut into Han Meng's wide-open chest, which was exposed due to his full-power attack!

Han Meng's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a needlepoint!