103: Chapter 103 An Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Defeated?

In Yan Wudi's eyes, Li Yuan's reaction played right into his hands.

Today, Yan Wudi seemed to have listened to the advice a little.

He suppressed his martial Dao Realm to prevent himself from accidentally striking Li Yuan and causing a serious injury.

His figure flashed, and Yan Wudi instantly gave chase with his sword.

At this moment, Yan Wudi had not felt even a hint of a threat.

Everything was under control.

Facing his first Move, Yan Wudi believed that as long as his opponent dared to dodge and evade, he had already seized the majority of the advantage.

As the sword's edge swung out, its sharp and fierce momentum was indeed not something the younger generation could produce.

Yan Wudi was stubborn and single-minded, but in martial Dao combat, he had various shrewd calculations.

Many said that he had poured all his thoughts into the martial Dao.

That was why he could only follow a straight line in other matters.

"Defend quickly!"

As the sword's edge fell toward Li Yuan, Yan Wudi actually spoke up to warn him.

He felt that if Li Yuan didn't block it, he would be seriously injured again.

In Yan Wudi's anticipation, Li Yuan would also Move to defend and then wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

After a few rounds of back-and-forth, the match would finally end.

This was Yan Wudi's estimation of the entire course of the match.

To put it bluntly, the fight with Li Yuan was more like a joke.

But hearing these words, Li Yuan still had no intention of defending.

His figure stopped abruptly in mid-air like a bird of prey, then he turned his body around.

In that instant, the edge of his sword actually slashed toward Yan Wudi!

This martial Dao powerhouse with top-tier Eighth-Grade strength felt pressure for the first time while fighting a young junior.

This Move was completely unexpected.

If Li Yuan's martial Dao Realm were even a notch higher, he might even have been injured!

A look of seriousness began to appear on Yan Wudi's face.

This young man, who could force Yan Chenzhou to be afraid to fight, truly had some skill.

Even the frenzied Yan Wudi of the Yan Family developed such a thought.

Using a movement technique Move, Yan Wudi dodged the strike, and the sword Moves in his hand grew faster and faster.

Perhaps sensing Li Yuan's extraordinary ability, Yan Wudi also let loose much more.

As sword after sword fell, the many onlookers around were somewhat frightened by what they saw.

But what surprised them even more was that Li Yuan actually blocked them all just like that!

These swift, sharp, and fierce sword Moves were things that many Instructors lacked the ability to block.

At this moment, Yan Wudi's breathing began to grow heavy.

He had true skill, and his understanding of the martial Dao was genuinely excellent.

The more skill and ability one had, the more one could see the situation revealed behind it.

Logically, a Martial Artist who could block those sword Moves just now would have to be at the same level as him in terms of movement and strength.

If one's movement and strength were insufficient, no matter how high their understanding of the martial Dao was, it was useless.

If you couldn't keep up, what did it matter even if you understood the martial Dao patterns?

Yet now, Li Yuan had somehow blocked every single one of his sword Moves.

Even while blocking these sword Moves, there were many counter-attacks that left Yan Wudi somewhat disheveled.

The onlookers around couldn't help but marvel at Li Yuan's extraordinary talent.

They didn't understand the deeper advantages and disadvantages of the situation in the clash between the two.

The onlookers only thought that Li Yuan's martial Dao talent was indeed worthy of defeating Yan Chenzhou and Bai Zhaowei.

Panting heavily, Yan Wudi's eyes grew much sharper.

Right now, it was no longer a matter of simply being serious; he needed to use the strength he would use against his peers.

Or to put it bluntly, Yan Wudi was about to go all out.

Reaching out to grip the blade, in the next moment, blood from Yan Wudi's hand slid onto his longsword.

The bloodstains seemed to have a consciousness of their own; after falling on the longsword, they began to spread in all directions.

The originally silver longsword was thus covered in deep red.

"Second Master Yan, we told you not to damage his internal organs, why are you using this kind of strength..."

The person from the Yan Family spoke up to remind him, not understanding why Yan Wudi was using such a Move.

Ordinary Eighth-Grade Martial Artists might not even have the chance to encounter such a Move.

Against a young Disciple, no matter how much of a Genius he was, there was no need...

Before he could finish, Yan Wudi coldly barked, "Shut up!"

As his voice fell, Yan Wudi struck again.

His sword was even faster.

That blood-red sword edge even brought out streaks of crimson, eerie Sword Qi.

This was Yan Wudi's most proficient and powerful Move.

Most Eighth-Grade Martial Artists would be suppressed by this Move.

In fact, this Move also complemented Yan Wudi's initial opening Move.

His kind of Move where both sides get hurt meant that even if he was injured, it wasn't for nothing.

The blood flowing from his wounds was the medicine that strengthened him.

Speaking of which, as an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist, Yan Wudi's strength was truly not bad.

But unfortunately, his opponent this time was Li Yuan.

He was powerful, but Li Yuan was far more powerful than him.

These slightly eerie sword Moves still failed to wound Li Yuan, or even force him to show a hint of disarray.

What was even more terrifying was that Yan Wudi felt his sword Moves were still at a disadvantage.

The Nine Nether Azure Sword that Li Yuan used casually was the trump card of a Ninth-Grade Supreme.

It lacked his blood-soaked flashiness and was simply sharp and powerful.

This Yan Wudi, who was called stubborn and single-minded, was filled with fierce intent at this moment.

Instantly, he no longer suppressed his martial Dao Realm.

The strength of an Eighth-Grade Great Perfection burst forth in an instant.

The sword Moves didn't change much, but their power and speed, carrying the pressure of the Eighth-Grade, surged toward Li Yuan.

Yan Wudi no longer thought about how to capture Li Yuan; at this moment, he wanted to kill Li Yuan even more.

This frenzied man known as a Martial Fanatic wasn't actually that frenzied.

Just like those other Martial Artists, he had all sorts of little schemes hidden in his heart.

As the Eighth-Grade Move fell, Li Yuan saw that he had no interest in using any other methods and stopped wasting time.

A sword edge flashed, and this quite ordinary longsword pierced through his shoulder blade just like that.

Moving forward with a movement technique, this Eighth-Grade expert with an arrogant name was directly stepped on by Li Yuan.

Yan Wudi, an Eighth-Grade Great Perfection, landed face-first.

Li Yuan even stepped directly on his head.

The longsword pierced through his body, seemingly pinning him to the ground.

In front of the small courtyard of the Martial Academy, the surroundings were deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the scenes unfolding before them.

Whether they supported Li Yuan or stood on the side of the Yan Family, all were somewhat frightened.

Yan Wudi was an Eighth-Grade Great Perfection!

Not even mentioning his dominance among Eighth-Grade Martial Artists, logically, an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist should have been able to handle Li Yuan easily.

No matter how outstanding the younger generation was, how outstanding could they be?

Even if they were hiding their strength, like Yan Chenzhou, they would be at the Seventh-Grade martial Dao Realm.

This was the limit of the younger generation.

Facing the Eighth-Grade Yan Wudi, they should only lose.

But the result was already before everyone's eyes, and Yan Wudi's screams further announced to everyone that this was real.

The Yan Family's second strongest expert was thus stepped on by Li Yuan.