While retreating, Huo Yu took out his Folding Fan, holding it in front of himself.
CHINK!
The sword tip struck the Folding Fan, sending brilliant sparks flying.
"Get away from me!"
Forced to retreat several steps, Huo Yu's face darkened. He swirled his fan and stopped. Instead, he advanced, striking it against the Sword Light.
The clash of metal resonated. Ling Chen's Cloud-hidden Sword was bent, then sprang back. Ling Chen himself was sent flying back lightly, but his Sword Light still left a cut on Huo Yu's arm.
Seeing the scene on the Dueling Platform, everyone was stunned.
"What's going on? Is Huo Yu injured?"
"Did Huo Yu actually lose to Ling Chen? Was Ling Chen hiding his strength before, not using his full power?"
In everyone's mind, Ling Chen's strength was less than Huo Yu's, and the gap was not small. However, right at the start, Ling Chen overturned their judgments. With an incomprehensible sword strike, he injured Huo Yu and gained the initial advantage.
