<h4>Chapter 418: Chapter 414 Yuan Yun Goes into Battle</h4><h4></h4>


    As Yuan Yun entered the arena, a considerable stir arose in the venue, with everyone discussing animatedly and showing surprise on their faces. No one expected Yuan Yun to make a move at this time.


    From their perspective, even if Yuan Yun were to act, it would be to vie for the grand prize, because only the grand prize contained a high-quality Heavenly Mechanism Pill. But what they didn’t know was that Yuan Yun was not doing this for himself, but for Ling Chen.


    Only a Dragon List expert could consume a high-quality Heavenly Mechanism Pill, and Ling Chen’s current strength was still in the Tiger List; even if he were given a high-quality Heavenly Mechanism Pill, he wouldn’t be able to fully absorb its potency. Hence, it would be more cost-effective to go for a regr Heavenly Mechanism Pill, without expending so much effort in the contest.


    Seeing Yuan Yun standing proudly in the center of the arena, de in hand, looking around with a daunting gaze, no one came down to challenge him.


    Zhou Qi, standing beside the stage, looked at the time and reminded everyone, "Ladies and gentlemen, there are two minutes left. If no onees onto the stage within five minutes, the contestant will automatically win."


    Hearing this, some started to grow restless. However, considering Yuan Yun’s identity, the crowd hesitated.


    The Eight entrics, each with their unique extraordinary skills, were recognized in the Martial Arts world for their impressive strength. Anyone thinking of taking the stage would have to first weigh whether they were truly qualified.


    Moreover, the most crucial rule of the Heavenly Mechanism Chaos Battle was that each person had only one chance. Once defeated, they could not take the stage again. As a result, everyone wanted to save their opportunity for a moment when they were most confident.


    "Does no one wish to take the stage?" Zhou Qi called out again, unwilling to ept the silence.


    Everyone looked at each other, without a single response.


    "I’ve long heard of the formidable strength of the Eight entrics. I shall experience it myself, then."


    A snarky voice rang out, drawing everyone’s gaze to the Qingyang Sect’s seating area. A man in his thirties stood up from his seat and walked up to the stage.


    The middle-aged man was tall and thin, with a sickly pallor thatpletelycked the vigorous energy typical of men.


    Upon seeing this middle-aged man, a surprised murmur rose from the crowd, and even Qiu Yong and others turned serious. Ling Chen, concerned, asked, "Big brother, who is that man?"


    Qiu Yong frowned and replied, "Zhu Xi, Qu Yuan’s Junior Brother, a Dragon List expert."


    Ling Chen’s expression changed. It was a Dragon List expert. The Qingyang Sect’s interference at this time was probably in retaliation for the incident that night. As he pondered, Zhu Xi had already approached Yuan Yun, smiling ominously, "Yuan Yun, fighting may lead to idental injuries. Don’t me me if you get hurtter."


    Yuan Yun responded indifferently, "We’ll see if you’re capable enough."


    As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Xi’s eyes sharpened, and his hands rapidly reached for his waist. With just a sh of cold light, Zhu Xi had already moved close to Yuan Yun, with both glimmers of cold steel aiming for Yuan Yun’s neck.


    Faced with Zhu Xi’s assault, Yuan Yun remainedposed, moving swiftly at the feet, constantly changing position, dodging Zhu Xi’s attacks. In his hands, the steel de remained unengaged, as he patiently waited for the right moment.


    In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than a dozen moves. Zhu Xi maintained the initiative throughout, relentless after more than a dozen attacks, bing increasingly fierce.


    Ling Chen noticed that Zhu Xi held a short curved de in each hand, employing tricky techniques specially targeting those spots hard to defend against. Not only that, Zhu Xi had extensivebat experience. He knew well the advantage of greater reach, thus he kept to close-quarterbat, limiting the efficacy of Yuan Yun’s steel de.


    At this point, Yuan Yun, who had been on the defensive, started to lose patience. With a flick of his wrist, the steel de swung up rapidly, spinning like a windmill and pushing Zhu Xi back several steps. Without hesitation, Yuan Yun’s toe tapped the ground, the steel de raised high overhead, swinging down directly towards Zhu Xi’s head.


    Faced with the fierce de wind, Zhu Xi immediately raised the two short curved des, crossing them against each other to form an ’X’, managing to brace against the steel de forcibly.


    Before Yuan Yun could draw back his broadsword, Zhu Xi’s lips curved in a sneer, a chilly gleam in his eyes. He forcefully mped his twin hook swords around the de, effectively locking it in ce.


    Taking advantage of the moment, the two hook swords slid along the broadsword, sparking brilliant fire as they went. In an instant, they were pushed up to the hilt of the broadsword.


    "Let go!"


    Zhu Xi shouted coldly, his hook swords raised high, showing no mercy as he aimed a chop at Yuan Yun’s wrist.


    Seeing this, Yuan Yun’s face darkened. He immediately released his right hand from the grip of the sword, evading Zhu Xi’s strike.


    Onlookers of the battle couldn’t help but shake their heads as they saw Yuan Yun’s broadsword slip from his grasp.


    The oue of the battle was now determined.


    Everyone knew that Yuan Yun’s greatest strengthy in his sword technique. Without his sword, he was like a gunman without a gun, incapable of demonstrating his true abilities.


    In the spectator seats, Ling Chen couldn’t help but clench his fists, anxiously watching Yuan Yun, his face etched with tension.


    "Don’t worry." Qiu Yong, who noticed Ling Chen’s restlessness, reassured him, "With your third brother’s skill, he won’t be defeated so easily."


    As they spoke, the fight on the stage took another turn.


    Before the broadsword even touched the ground, Yuan Yun twisted his body, avoiding Zhu Xi’s attack. With one quick movement, his left hand grabbed the floating broadsword securely.


    Zhu Xi pressed on step by step, his hook swords cleaving from left and right, aiming straight for Yuan Yun’s shoulders. Pressed for time and unable to switch his sword hand, Yuan Yun could only wield his left arm, directing the broadsword backward in a sh.


    ng! ng!


    With two crisp sounds, the des of the hook swords were instantly struck by the broadsword, deflecting off course and missing Yuan Yun’s shoulders.


    With his offense thwarted, Zhu Xi frowned inwardly, not content to admit defeat and advanced again. But before he could close the distance, a fierce gust of de wind suddenly bore down on him.


    Watching the broadsword descend upon his head, Zhu Xi smirked coldly.


    The same move again? Had he forgotten the lesson from before?


    Without overthinking, Zhu Xi swiftly raised his hook swords above his head, crossed them into an ’X’, ready to block the iing de.


    However, as the broadsword came down, Zhu Xi only felt his arms sink heavily. The fierce power instantly broke through his defense; his hook swords didn’t stand against the broadsword for even a second before it prated through, crashing harshly onto his left shoulder.


    Feeling the pain in his left shoulder, Zhu Xi’s face drastically changed. Simultaneously, members of the Qingyang Sect stood up, ring at Yuan Yun with fury, eximing, "Audacious! Yuan Yun, how dare you injure someone from our Qingyang Sect."


    "Combates with the risk of injury. Stepping into the arena means being prepared for it. Sect Leader Qu, is the Qingyang Sect trying to use its influence to pressure others?"


    The speaker wasn’t Yuan Yun, but Zhou Qi. He swept a nce over the people of the Qingyang Sect and said in a detached tone, "Everyone, please sit down and don’t block those behind you."