It is precisely because the Soft Sword can be both hard and soft, the methods of killing are incredibly diverse and flashy. In the hands of a skilled swordsman, the Soft Sword can bend and tilt at will during combat, unlike an ordinary Long Sword that moves straightforwardly, catching the enemy off guard!

"As you wish, I shall draw my sword today!" Lin Fan said with a faint smile.

"Haha! Good! Very good! Then let’s have a great battle!" Du Moxie laughed heartily.

"Fight!"

With a cold shout from Lin Fan, he swung his hand, and the Soft Sword slid down along the blade of Du Moxie’s Giant Sword, sparking a shower of dazzling sparks. The blade of the Soft Sword swiftly darted towards Du Moxie’s wrist.

"Just in time!"

Du Moxie laughed heartily, releasing his grip on the Giant Sword to dodge Lin Fan’s attack. His left hand quickly caught the falling Giant Sword, flipped over, and executed a Sky-Splitting Slash towards Lin Fan’s head!

Lin Fan’s eyes narrowed, not daring to be careless. He waved his hand, and the previously sharp Soft Sword suddenly became limp. As it collided with the Giant Sword, Lin Fan’s wrist trembled, making the Soft Sword seem to transform into an iron strip that instantly wrapped around the Giant Sword!

The next moment, Lin Fan pulled back his arm, attempting to wrench the Giant Sword from Du Moxie’s grip!

"Trying to seize my sword? Ha! Wishful thinking!" Du Moxie shook his legs, stabilizing his stance, and held onto the Giant Sword, preventing Lin Fan from succeeding.

"What a troublesome opponent!" Lin Fan remarked with a faint smile, then pushed off with his foot, his body launching like an arrow from the bowstring, quickly closing the distance towards Du Moxie. The Soft Sword in his hand immediately disentangled from the Giant Sword and slashed straight at Du Moxie’s throat.

Whizz~

The Soft Sword sliced through the air, emitting a piercing sound, a testament to its sharpness!

"Block!"

Du Moxie shouted in haste, quickly placing the Giant Sword to the side of his arm.

With a clear clang!

As the Soft Sword collided with the Giant Sword, Lin Fan’s wrist flicked, and the tip of the Soft Sword went limp, bending and thrusting towards Du Moxie’s arm!

Plunge~

The sound of flesh being torn opened was heard!

After slicing through Du Moxie’s clothing, the tip of the sword mercilessly pierced into the flesh of his arm, causing blood to gush out!

"Hiss~" Du Moxie took a sharp breath!

Looking at the blood oozing from his arm, Du Moxie laughed, "Haha! Now it’s getting interesting! Clear Sky Thunderbolt Sword, slash!"

Ignoring his arm’s injury, Du Moxie gripped the Giant Sword with both hands, raising it over his head, and ferociously cleaving towards Lin Fan, like a mountain collapsing, cleaving through the air and airflow ahead!

Lin Fan quickly withdrew his sword to parry!

In a flash of sparks, the Soft Sword collided again!

However, this slash from Du Moxie was exceptionally wild, a straightforward cut with combined force and his own strength, weighing several hundred pounds, easily pushing Lin Fan back several steps!

"Three Sword Slash!"

While charging forward, Du Moxie swung the sword, the Giant Sword in his hand maneuvered with ease, seemingly not like a weighty hundred-pound Giant Sword, but as light as a toy!

Du Moxie slashed three times, extremely fast, with three sword shadows appearing before Lin Fan, making it impossible for him to distinguish which one was the real sword and which were illusions!

As such, Lin Fan had to retreat quickly. Seeing this opportunity, Du Moxie wasn’t about to let it slip, immediately pressing the attack, pursuing and swinging his sword, forcing Lin Fan back more than twenty steps!

In his hurried retreat, Lin Fan misstepped, losing his footing, and fell between the gaps of the steel!

Below was a drop of dozens of meters, and if Lin Fan were to fall, the consequences would be dire!

Fortunately, Lin Fan reacted swiftly, quickly grabbing the edge of the steel, his body suspended in midair, averting a fall!

"Haha! What a great opportunity, time to fall!" Du Moxie sneered, swinging his Giant Sword towards Lin Fan’s gripping hand!

"Damn it!"

Lin Fan cursed, his body swinging slightly in the air, releasing the steel and, using the momentum, quickly grabbed onto an adjacent piece of steel!

Clang~

Du Moxie’s Giant Sword came down hard onto the steel, creating cracks in it!

Grasping a nearby piece of steel, Lin Fan flipped through the air, landing on it as gracefully as a Spiritual Monkey.

The close call left him drenched in a cold sweat!

"Interesting! Truly interesting!" Du Moxie laughed.

"It’s time to end this!" Lin Fan murmured, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"If that’s the case, let’s unleash our skills, for the final strike!" Du Moxie laughed wildly.

"Kill!"

A cold word slipped from Lin Fan’s lips!

Before the sound even faded, he pushed off with his feet, charging swiftly towards Du Moxie like an arrow!

"Slash!"

Du Moxie simultaneously shouted, swinging his sword to meet him!

Lin Fan executed an aerial strike, like a thunderbolt from a Clear Sky, while Du Moxie lifted the Giant Sword upwards like a projectile shot into the sky!

Both put their entire strength into this last strike!

The outcome depended on this single blow!

Whoosh whoosh~

Their swords sliced through the air, their cold glints colliding brutally!

Boom~

A loud crash resounded!

The gases encasing the swords clashed violently, shattering, dispersing into a stream of gas.

The collision of immense forces made Lin Fan and Du Moxie’s grips on their sword hilts loosen, their hands splitting open with blood flowing freely!

Their hands let go, the Soft Sword and the Giant Sword flew, embedding into a nearby steel piece, not falling into the Bird’s Nest!

Yet, the winner was still undecided, the battle was not over!

At this moment, both Lin Fan and Du Moxie’s hands simultaneously moved, one reaching for his waist, the other reaching into his chest!

Whoosh~

A shadow flickered through the air like lightning!

The next moment, both stood still. Lin Fan’s palm was pressed against Du Moxie’s throat, holding a pinch of Cow Hair Needle!

As for Du Moxie’s hand, reaching into his chest, it held a rhombus-shaped dart, but his arm only extended halfway!

This time, Lin Fan had seized the initiative!