Seeing this, Lin Kuang was slightly startled. Lin Zhan’s speed was incredible, even faster than his own, and he didn’t dare to be careless. With a flick of his wrist, he fiercely slashed Nameless at Lin Zhan’s arm.

At that moment, however, Lin Zhan splayed his fingers and flicked one against the flat of Nameless’s blade. With a sharp CLANG, the sword was knocked aside. Lin Zhan’s palm immediately shot toward Lin Kuang once more.

Lin Kuang’s brow furrowed. He had to admit Lin Zhan’s combat experience was formidable. He had broken through the move with ease. Still, Lin Kuang wasn’t about to surrender without a fight. Nameless suddenly trembled in his hand, its blade bending into an extreme arc as the tip stabbed fiercely toward Lin Zhan’s wrist.

Lin Zhan’s eyes narrowed. He apparently hadn’t expected such a move, and his actions paused for a fraction of a second. In the next instant, Lin Zhan quickly lifted his wrist, allowing Nameless to pass harmlessly underneath.

Reacting to the miss, Lin Kuang lashed out with a fierce whip kick aimed at Lin Zhan’s abdomen. His movements were so fast that his foot arrived before Lin Zhan’s abdomen in an instant.

Seeing this, Lin Zhan smiled inwardly, his appraisal of Lin Kuang rising yet again. This kid is pretty tenacious, he thought.

Despite his thoughts, Lin Zhan’s actions didn’t slow in the slightest. He retreated swiftly, instantly evading Lin Kuang’s whip kick. However, the hand he had extended formed into a knife-hand and chopped fiercely toward Lin Kuang’s thigh.

In response, Lin Kuang’s Nameless began to move at extreme speed, sweeping out in a slash aimed at Lin Zhan’s neck. Lin Zhan was taken aback by the incoming attack, amazed at Lin Kuang’s reaction. That was the kind of response that could only be forged through real combat experience.

With that thought, Lin Zhan pushed off with his feet and burst backward. Lin Kuang’s sword strike missed, and his leg was no longer in danger.

Watching Lin Zhan retreat, Lin Kuang pushed off with his legs, executing the Willow Catkin Technique to its absolute limit as he rushed forward. At the same time, his swordsmanship changed, and he unleashed the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique. It was a profound style, and the blade of Nameless became a traceless, swift thrust with a trajectory impossible to follow.

Lin Zhan was startled yet again. He recognized this swordsmanship—the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique! The Willow Catkin Technique and the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique... This kid is truly impressive. To have learned even these techniques and to execute them so well is no simple feat, he thought, his interest in Lin Kuang growing by the second.

"Not bad," Lin Zhan said admiringly. "To have practiced the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique to this level is quite remarkable." He knew just how difficult this swordsmanship was; for Lin Kuang to have reached this level was truly commendable.

What Lin Zhan didn’t know, however, was that it had only taken Lin Kuang a few days to practice the Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique to this degree.

Lin Kuang didn’t speak, completely immersed in his attack. He could sense how powerful Lin Zhan was, so he didn’t dare to be the least bit careless. He was giving it his all. Seeing Lin Kuang’s silence, Lin Zhan also stopped talking, and the two continued to fight.

The longer the battle went on, the deeper Lin Kuang’s frown became. He felt like he should have been the one suppressing Lin Zhan, but for some reason, he was filled with a sense of powerlessness, as if Lin Zhan was controlling him. It was a terrible feeling!

No, this is too strange! Lin Kuang thought, frustrated by the inexplicable and uncomfortable sensation. A sudden realization jolted him. That’s it, the combat rhythm! Yes, even though my Antelope Hanging Horn Sword Technique leaves no trace, I’ve fallen into Lin Zhan’s combat rhythm. He’s leading me by the nose!

At this thought, he broke out in a cold sweat. He was lucky to have realized it in time; otherwise, the situation would have become extremely dangerous.

Instantly, Lin Kuang’s Sword Momentum shifted, and he broke free from Lin Zhan’s rhythm, escaping his control.

Seeing this, Lin Zhan was once again surprised. His gaze toward Lin Kuang filled with even more interest. He hadn’t expected Lin Kuang to understand the concept of combat rhythm, let alone see through his own and escape his control. It was astonishing. This kid really knows a lot. Interesting, very interesting, Lin Zhan thought, his estimation of Lin Kuang rising yet again. After all, not many people at Lin Kuang’s age could accomplish so much.

With that thought, Lin Zhan’s fighting style abruptly changed. He wasn’t just skilled in manipulating combat rhythm; as the captain of Dragon Front, his strength was supreme!

In an instant, Lin Zhan’s attacks came like a raging tempest, and Lin Kuang’s expression changed drastically. He felt as if he were facing a humanoid monster whose strength and speed were both terrifying. The most unnerving part was that Lin Kuang could clearly sense Lin Zhan was only using strength equivalent to his own. Even so, he was still being pushed back! In fact, it felt like the slightest mistake on his part would result in his immediate defeat.

We’re using the same level of strength! I refuse to believe I’m not your match! Lin Kuang thought defiantly.

The next moment, his swordsmanship changed again as he unleashed the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword. Suddenly, his attacks slowed, yet they carried an indescribable charm, as if heaven and earth themselves were contained within the swordsmanship. This was the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword—the most powerful swordsmanship Lin Kuang had mastered.

After all, Lin Kuang possessed a Yin Yang Physique and a deep comprehension of nature. It could be said that his mastery of the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword had reached the state of the Combination of Hard and Soft, a perfect unification of yin and yang. In other words, he had pushed the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword to its current limit. Of course, as Lin Kuang’s own power grew in the future, the might of the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword would increase with it.

Sensing Lin Kuang’s formless yet perfectly natural swordsmanship, Lin Zhan’s own attacks couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

"What sword technique is this?" he couldn’t help but ask. He had never seen it before, and the fact that it carried a hint of Tai Chi’s essence surprised him greatly.

"This is the Chaotic Tai Chi Sword, a technique I created myself based on Tai Chi," Lin Kuang replied calmly, holding nothing back.

Hearing this, Lin Zhan was taken aback. "You created it yourself?"

"Yes," Lin Kuang affirmed.

Hearing this, the way Lin Zhan looked at Lin Kuang changed. To have created his own technique at this age... this kid was nothing short of a monster!

"Kid, there’s no need to fight anymore," Lin Zhan said with a smile, taking a step back. "Congratulations, you’ve passed."

Lin Kuang was stunned. "This... I’ve passed? Just like that? But it hasn’t even been three minutes."