The Second Young Master Yun took a deep breath, staring at Left Envoy Yang, his right hand involuntarily tightening around the nine-inch eighteen-segment Iron Bone Fan, readying for defense.

During the fight, Left Envoy Yang constantly gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, like being watched by a leopard, a moment’s carelessness could lead to being knocked down and having one’s throat torn apart!

In fact, part of the reason the Second Young Master Yun felt this way was due to the psychological shadow left by their last match.

Left Envoy Yang appeared delicate and weak, and had seemingly only trained for a few days, which should have meant he had low combat power.

But when the fight started, the Second Young Master Yun realized that even someone who had only trained for a few days, like Left Envoy Yang, still had significant combat power, so much so that even he was helpless against Left Envoy Yang.

It was at that moment that the Second Young Master Yun decided to quickly break through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, defeat Left Envoy Yang, and make her his woman.

Otherwise, the Second Young Master Yun could foresee that Left Envoy Yang’s future achievements would definitely not be lower than his own! Left Envoy Yang’s talent was just too astonishing!

If he couldn’t defeat Left Envoy Yang in the short term, it would likely become even more difficult in the future.

That’s why the Second Young Master Yun decided to propose and have a duel with Left Envoy Yang today.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have rushed to do all this on the second day of his arrival in Ancheng.

"Begin!" Left Envoy Yang took a deep breath, staring at the Second Young Master Yun and said solemnly.

She did not intend to strike first.

The true duel between masters isn’t about seizing the initiative by attacking first.

In a clash between masters, both parties have incredibly strong observational and reactive abilities, making it hard to gain an advantage, and can instead expose one’s intentions, be countered by the enemy, or even be led by the nose.

Moreover, Left Envoy Yang was unsure whether the Second Young Master Yun had learned any new skills during his seclusion.

Yang Chen, below the stage, heard Meng Po’s voice.

"Master, are you really letting the Second Young Master Yun fight Left Envoy Yang? The Second Young Master Yun is already a grandmaster-level expert!" Meng Po said worriedly.

Though Meng Po considered Ye Xin her biggest rival in love and secretly wished Ye Xin would disappear immediately, Meng Po was well aware that if anything happened to Ye Xin, the most heartbroken would be Yang Chen. So she appeared anxious and spoke up in reminder.

Maybe before, Meng Po didn’t have much impression of grandmasters, but after subduing the Xiang family, Meng Po sparred with one of the Xiang family’s grandmasters and learned the terror of grandmaster-level experts.

If Meng Po had to describe it, a grandmaster-level expert was: unfathomable!

She was no match for a grandmaster-level expert and could barely exchange a few moves with them, nowhere near being in the same league.

Hence, Meng Po was worried that Left Envoy Yang might not be a match for the Second Young Master Yun.

Yang Chen, however, smiled slightly and said, "No problem, just wait and watch the show!"

Meng Po had just broken through to the Innate level, and against a martial arts expert, she was around the Martial Arts Realm level, making her strained against grandmasters. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But Ye Xin wasn’t!

Before joining the Shangqing Sect, Ye Xin had already broken through Innate; later, in the Shangqing Sect, she cultivated the Saintess Cultivation Technique, her cultivation advancing rapidly, keeping pace with Yang Chen, even showing signs of surpassing him.

Hence, Yang Chen was very confident in Ye Xin’s cultivation.

So Yang Chen had high hopes for Left Envoy Yang.

For the recently reached Martial Arts Grandmaster, Second Young Master Yun, in Yang Chen’s eyes, it was more of a flashy display.

"But..." Meng Po didn’t understand where Yang Chen’s confidence came from, but after thinking about it, she could only say, "Alright then!"

With that, she continued to observe the situation inside without saying anything further.

On the stage.

The Second Young Master Yun looked at Left Envoy Yang and asked, "You really want me to strike first?"

Actually, through these inquiries, the Second Young Master Yun had already exposed the lack of confidence in his heart.

"Enough talk! Strike!" Left Envoy Yang stood side-by-side, like a cold queen.

"Alright then!" The Second Young Master Yun took a deep breath, and with a swift motion, his nine-inch eighteen-segment Iron Bone Fan swung out, making a muffled sound like bringing with it the might of thunder, aiming to smash hard on Left Envoy Yang’s shoulder.

If this blow hit, it wouldn’t just shatter a human’s shoulder; even hundreds or thousands of pounds of stone would probably break on the spot!

This move didn’t have fancy dazzling effects, but its power was not to be underestimated.

Everyone held their breath.

They were anxious, fearing that this blow might indeed land on Left Envoy Yang, and then seeing her injured would be very distressing.

However, Left Envoy Yang was unfazed, her beautiful phoenix eyes fixed intently on the Second Young Master Yun’s movements.

In her eyes, the Second Young Master Yun’s swift actions were still slowed down considerably.

Seeing the Second Young Master Yun’s move, Left Envoy Yang sneered inwardly.

Because in her view, neither the moves nor techniques, not even the power, were any different from several months ago.

After all this seclusion, claiming to have reached the Grandmaster Realm, and this is the result?

She couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Suddenly!

Left Envoy Yang reached toward behind.

Draw the sword!

Cling!

Whoosh!

Left Envoy Yang drew her sword ultra-fast.

Everyone only saw a flash of red light flit past.

Cling!

The Iron Bone Fan in the Second Young Master Yun’s hand broke off directly.

And resting against the Second Young Master Yun’s throat was an ancient and quaint dark red short sword!

The Second Young Master Yun stared in disbelief, his eyes widening, feeling the scorching heat from the sword that made him dare not move a muscle.

Even so, the Second Young Master Yun’s throat was cut, and blood started to flow down his neck.

The people below were utterly dumbfounded.

"Oh my god!"

"What happened?"

"How can this be?"

"Oh my gosh!"

"Oh my heavens!"

...

Everyone’s eyes were wide open, their mouths agape, witnessing this moment with utter shock and stupor.

Because they couldn’t believe it, the Second Young Master Yun, who broke through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster, couldn’t withstand even a strike from Left Envoy Yang!

How is this possible?

They simply couldn’t believe it; this completely overturned their understanding!

Watching this scene, Yang Chen curled his lips slightly upwards.

"You’ve lost!" Left Envoy Yang’s phoenix eyes half-closed, looking down at the Second Young Master Yun, said indifferently.

The Second Young Master Yun gazed at Left Envoy Yang, his eyes filled with complexity, his expression extremely grim.

He had entirely not anticipated such an outcome.

He was prepared for a prolonged struggle with Left Envoy Yang, in his view, Left Envoy Yang was at most tough to deal with, but ultimately he would triumph, considering he’s already a grandmaster-level expert.

But such an outcome was unacceptable for him.

"From now on, don’t pester me again, my man is destined to be a hero standing tall and proud; even if not, he must first defeat me! You’ve lost, so don’t challenge me again in the future!"

After saying that, Left Envoy Yang gracefully sheathed the Blazing Phoenix Sword.