At this moment, although far apart, Eastern Dragon had already made a clear analysis of the match on the field. Even though the final moment had not yet been decided, he already knew exactly who would win or lose!

Zhu Jiuque frowned, saying, "The attack method of Hei Qilin is already in complete disarray. If he wants to turn the tide, he can only bring out stronger hidden skills."

"Hehe, do you think he can still produce stronger hidden skills now? If nothing unexpected happens, he only has life-saving cards left."

Eastern Dragon smiled faintly, his gaze still focused on the field, with a glimmer flashing in his eyes, saying, "Moreover, up until now, Ye Xuan has not exerted his full strength at all! This guy hasn't used a single hidden card; his strength is truly unfathomable!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuque's eyes narrowed as she withdrew her gaze to Eastern Dragon, asking seriously, "Boss, how confident are you in defeating this guy?"

"To be honest, not even ten percent... However, the situation is not necessarily certain!"

Eastern Dragon shook his head, his eyes slightly narrowing, looking at the swiftly moving figure in the field, softly saying, "If I risk the loss of my stamina to use that one unique innate skill, perhaps it would be fifty-fifty."

Zhu Jiuque fell silent, saying nothing more, but continued to focus her gaze back on the battlefield, with ripples of emotion stirring in her eyes.

Meanwhile, the battle on the field became even more intense!

Hei Qilin, wielding the Netherworld King Damocles' Sword, continuously clashed with Ye Xuan, but his offensive was noticeably weakening, no longer as relaxed as before! Even a hint of panic had appeared in his eyes, his earlier confidence long gone.

After fighting for several rounds, he didn't gain any advantage, always finding himself suppressed. Especially his once confident swordsmanship, in front of Ye Xuan, it seemed like that of a three-year-old child, posing no threat at all.

Every attack he launched was easily neutralized by the opponent, making it feel like he was just fooling around! Up until now, he had become full of flaws, severely damaging his confidence.

At this moment, under Ye Xuan's relentless assaults, his rhythm was completely disrupted, unable to launch effective attacks, forced to passively endure Ye Xuan's onslaught, with the entire situation on the battlefield falling into Ye Xuan's grasp.

Having even the rhythm of the fight controlled by the opponent is a very deadly thing! As long as Ye Xuan doesn't make a major mistake and he has no hidden cards to change the situation, the only outcome awaiting him is complete defeat!

Compared to Hei Qilin's deadlock, Ye Xuan appeared relaxed and unhurried. Although swordsmanship wasn't the strongest in his best field, he always had a special fondness for it and dedicated a lot of time to it. Therefore, his swordsmanship, though not divine, was quite an achievement! At least, it was more than enough to fend off Hei Qilin's swordsmanship in front of him.

Of course, Hei Qilin's swordsmanship wasn't bad either, after all, he was also from the Dark Council, wielding the Netherworld King's Sword! However, compared to Ye Xuan, he only lacked a bit of battle experience. No matter how beautiful a flower grown in a greenhouse is, once it is exposed to the wild elements, it will wither.

Ye Xuan walked out from the battlefield, having experienced countless battles, teetering between life and death countless times. Therefore, his battle experience could not be compared to Hei Qilin's, allowing him to fully identify and exploit the opponent's weaknesses during the fight, while his prowess was also superior! With less battle experience than Ye Xuan and lacking in strength, it was very easy for Ye Xuan to suppress him during this battle!

"Haha! Little Lin, let's see how long you can last."

Ye Xuan suddenly laughed, his broken blade tracing an elusive arc, aiming at the opponent's neck, rapidly slashing across.

Hei Qilin hurriedly withdrew his sword energy, dodging to the side, then swung his sword, attempting to seize the opportunity to counterattack Ye Xuan.

Whoosh!

As a result, Ye Xuan seemed to have anticipated his plan; the technique in his hand changed, and the broken blade dagger brought up a scarlet gleam, slashing towards his chest.

Feeling that slight chill, Hei Qilin shivered, the hairs on his body standing on end, quickly retreating a few steps, barely dodging the attack!

With a faint breath, he felt lingering fear, clearly realizing that just now, it was as if he had turned at death's door.

But before he could catch his breath, with him wide open, Ye Xuan immediately attacked, kicking him in the chest, sending him flying backward, like a kite with a broken string launched into the air.

With such a good opportunity, Ye Xuan would certainly not miss out!

Immediately, he advanced once again, leaving no room for a comeback, seemingly intending to decide the outcome with one strike.

"Little Lin, this time, I'm really going to send you to Hell."

Ye Xuan revealed a cold smile, with a tinge of insanity on his face, typically in such situations, the weapon in his hand would inevitably draw blood. And in front of him, Hei Qilin was just another soul destined to fall under his blade!

Under the intense crisis engulfing him, Hei Qilin felt his heart tremor violently, his face turning bloodless, with a rare hint of fear in his eyes. Driven by this fear, he instinctively shouted, "Netherworld King's Shield!"

The next second, a rustic silver ring on his right index finger suddenly emitted a wisp of dark light. As the dark light flashed, a black shield engraved with strange patterns, of unknown material, appeared floating in front of him.

This shield was his last life-saving card, capable of withstanding any attack, with incredible defensive power! He had tested it before, even with the Sword of Damocles in his hand, he couldn't breach its defense.

At this life-and-death critical moment, he summoned this shield, confident it could protect him from Ye Xuan's attack, saving his life.

Ye Xuan, holding a short blade, charged forward swiftly, his eyes filled with intense killing intent! Although he saw the shield appear, he didn't pause his steps, but instead, his whole aura surged further, with the short blade in his hand like a mad dragon emerging from the water, slashing fiercely towards the opponent.

Pfft!

With a violent sound, the short blade dagger slashed onto the black shield, detonating a terrifying impact! In an instant, a centipede-like crack ripped open on the hard shield.

Bang, bang, bang!

Ye Xuan didn't stop moving, continuously striking the dagger onto the shield. Each attack contained immense destructive power, inflicting powerful destruction and impact on the supposedly unbreakable shield!

In just a few breaths, the once rock-solid shield was completely destroyed, shattering with a piercing ripping sound, breaking apart, and once again disintegrating into a black mist, dispersing into the air.

Upon seeing this, Hei Qilin was almost scared out of his wits, with an expression of horror as if he had seen a ghost.

This was the hardest Netherworld King's Shield! It was just broken apart like that, shattered by the opponent!?

He couldn't imagine it at all, fear rising in his heart.

Ye Xuan's strike not only shattered the Netherworld King's Shield but also broke his internal defense and his confidence.

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