An air flow spread out from the center of the ring to the surroundings, rolling up dust, and the masters guarding around the ring were startled and hurriedly shot to resist this air flow.

The light flickered and disappeared, and everyone clearly saw that the ring made of huge stones actually trembled violently.

The two figures on the stage were separated at the touch of a button, Bai Lihan was still standing in place, while Ling Chuxi took several steps back.

"How is this possible?" Ling Chuxi looked at Baili Han in surprise. Her sword just now contained a powerful battle qi that surpassed the peak of the ninth layer, and how easy her control of the battle qi was. She could completely feel that her battle qi was actually stronger than Baili Han, but after taking this sword, Bai Li Han didn't even shake his body, and even his breathing was as smooth and even as before, how did he do it?

Bai Lihan didn't say a word, and handed out a sword again, still as before, gentle and simple, but people couldn't find a trace of weakness.

Ling Chuxi felt this sword with all his heart, and only felt that Baili Han's whole person and his entire mind had already merged with this sword.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ling Chuxi's mind, and he understood the reason.

At this time, Baili Han's mind was not only integrated with the sword, but even integrated into the battle qi, which could not only evenly distribute the battle qi throughout the sword and body, so that people could not find the weak points, but also instantly condense the battle qi into one point, so as to easily resist his stronger battle qi attacks.

Although Ling Chuxi can also condense the battle qi on the Falling Dust Sword, he definitely can't condense it a little bit, just imagine, the battle qi condensed on the entire long sword, no matter how strong it is, how can it be stronger than the battle qi that is highly condensed? This is also the reason why he obviously has a stronger fighting spirit, but he is at a disadvantage when he fights.

It turns out that the realm of the Great Perfection is not only as simple as having a stronger fighting spirit, but also includes a deeper use of the fighting qi. After all, Ling Chuxi's promotion time is still short, and his understanding of this realm is still a little worse.

But thinking about this, Ling Chuxi's mood also relaxed, since Baili Han can do it, she can do it too.

Holding the Falling Dust Sword tightly, Ling Chuxi's eyes stared at the sword handed by Baili Han, and his mind also merged into the Falling Dust Sword.

The surging battle qi gushed out of the sword body, flashing a dazzling brilliance, and then, quickly condensed towards the tip of the sword.

With a coquettish reprimand, Ling Chuxi stabbed out with a sword again, this sword was as slow and solemn as Baili Han's sword intent, but the faint fierceness made all the masters around the ring change color slightly. Although they may not be able to comprehend the subtlety of this sword, they can feel the horror of this sword.

The two swords intersected, and there was a muffled sound, and a stream of air rushed out again in all directions with ripples visible to the naked eye.

The masters on the edge of the ring hurriedly released their battle qi with all their might, and they could barely resist this air flow, and several of them with slightly inferior strength turned pale and were almost knocked to the ground.

Looking towards the ring again, a pit was shaken out on the flat stone face, and the gravel was sprinkled all over the ground, and Ling Chuxi and Baili Han were each shocked back two steps.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but step back, just looking at this scene, they could imagine how strong the battle spirit was when the two fought just now, fortunately there were those masters on the edge of the ring, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The audience under the ring was even more excited, and the whole venue was boiling. Master duel, that's it!