Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1600: First, Decide Victory or Defeat

When the two figures were separated by a distance of tens of meters, Ye Xuan halted his advance, his gaze locking directly onto the Sword God. The Sword God, in turn, was scrutinizing him.

As their eyes met, an absolute silence descended upon the entire area.

After a prolonged moment.

The Sword God offered a nod toward Ye Xuan, uttering, "You have arrived."

Ye Xuan responded, "Indeed, I have."

A smile touched the Sword God's lips. "I anticipated your arrival."

Ye Xuan grinned, "And I, your patient wait."

A shared smile passed between them, establishing an unspoken connection.

It was as if they were not adversaries, nor merely strangers meeting for the first time, but rather... kindred spirits spanning decades and nations!

Abruptly, their shared moment of levity ceased.

The Sword God regarded Ye Xuan with profound intensity, exhaling a heavy sigh. "My failure to guide her properly has led to this embarrassing situation."

Ye Xuan blinked in surprise for a second before understanding dawned.

Last night, he had a rather intense spar with Chiba Sakurako. That tenacious girl had insisted on fighting until their robes were stained with blood.

Given the Sword God's reputation as a brilliant and astute individual, it was evident he knew precisely what had transpired.

"Reverence for familial bonds is paramount; where is the shame in that?" Ye Xuan inquired with a gentle smile.

"You speak of familial bonds," the Sword God sighed, a faint, resigned smile on his face. "Youngsters are often naive. Had it not been for your magnanimity, she would have been a corpse by dawn."

Ye Xuan chuckled softly. "I refrain from harming those with whom I have no quarrel, particularly comely maidens."

The Sword God seemed momentarily taken aback by this declaration.

From within the surrounding crowd, Chiba Sakurako's cheeks flushed upon hearing Ye Xuan's words. Why did this man always have a knack for suddenly becoming so lighthearted?

The Sword God collected his thoughts, his smile returning. "I have already conveyed to her that regardless of today's outcome, the Sword God clan shall harbor no enmity towards you. Therefore..."

He paused for a beat before continuing, "I request that you grant me a duel of fairness."

"You imply I should not hold back?" Ye Xuan asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"Between us, sentiment has no place," the Sword God replied with a smile. "Yet, we share no animosity. Today's confrontation will decide supremacy and life or death. If you intend to adhere to your principle of sparing my life, allow me to assure you, I shall not reciprocate such leniency."

"Ah, so that is your concern." Ye Xuan offered a slight smile. "Then truly, you need not worry. It is indeed not my habit to slay those with whom I have no grievance, but fundamentally, it still hinges on whether the other party is a captivating beauty."

Chiba Sakurako: "..."

The Sword God: "..."

The assembled crowd: "?!"

Is Ye Xuan human, or something more?

The Sword God inwardly exhaled, calming his somewhat agitated emotions. He then turned his gaze back to Ye Xuan, his eyes narrowing, radiating an intensely chilling killing intent. "To determine supremacy and life or death!"

With the Sword God's pronouncement, the entirety of Canglang Island was instantly imbued with a grave solemnity.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Ye Xuan's face gradually receded, replaced by an uncommon seriousness and a sharp, focused demeanor.

"Ye Xuan of Yan Country, ready to engage!"

As Ye Xuan's resonant voice boomed, the ambiance of Canglang Island fell into utter silence.

To determine supremacy and life or death.

Ye Xuan of Yan Country, ready to engage!

Solemn and resolute!

Every eye was fixed upon Ye Xuan and the Sword God as they faced each other, radiating a terrifying killing intent that filled the onlookers with awe and an inexplicable sense of dread.

Only a true clash between masters could possibly generate such a potent and commanding aura!

"Magnificent! The Sword God is truly peerless. With just this aura, how many within the entire Martial Arts world can stand as his equal?"

"I believe this Ye Xuan also possesses remarkable qualities. So young, yet he commands such presence. It's no wonder he could vanquish Zhao Yunfei and his son not long ago. Seeing him today, he truly lives up to his formidable reputation!"

"Indeed, Ye Xuan has potent skills. Given a few more decades, even the Sword God might struggle to withstand three moves from him. But alas... haha!"

"In this vast world, extraordinary occurrences are not unheard of. Have there not been numerous martial arts prodigies throughout the centuries? Was Ye Tianlong not considered a genius in his time? And what became of him? A genius cut down prematurely is simply fate; there is no cause for sorrow!"

"The Sword God's current might far surpasses his strength from thirty years ago. Even back then, Ye Tianlong barely secured victory after hundreds of exchanges. Even if Ye Xuan possesses the same prowess and talent as Ye Tianlong from those years, his chances of winning today are regrettably slim!"

"..."

Beneath the heavy and frigid atmosphere, the consensus among the assembled martial artists overwhelmingly favored the Sword God over Ye Xuan, with opinions leaning heavily in one direction.

Only Ye Xuan and the Sword God remained remarkably composed amidst the tension.

From the instant the duel commenced, the cacophony of the surrounding world faded into oblivion, leaving only the two combatants in sharp focus within their shared perception.

Silence descended, deepening with each passing moment.

An oppressive stillness, profound and absolute!

As the palpable tension between them reached its zenith, the Sword God finally made his move.

With a subtle flick of his toe, a dry twig, coated in ochre earth, ascended into the air. Upon meeting his grasp, the humble wood was instantly transformed, exuding an aura of lethal sharpness and formidable power!

"We shall first determine supremacy, before sealing our fates with life and death!"

A guttural roar escaped his lips, and simultaneously, the Sword God, wielding the transformed twig, became a blur of motion, charging at Ye Xuan with the ferocity of a leopard and the speed of lightning.

The duel, on the precipice of eruption!

Yet, Ye Xuan remained remarkably unfazed by the Sword God's relentless charge, his foot pressing firmly against the ground.

Boom!

A resonant thud echoed as the ensuing powerful rebound sent a desiccated twig beneath Ye Xuan's feet soaring skyward, landing perfectly within his waiting hand.

By then, the swift and imposing Sword God had already closed the distance, his dry twig, wielded like a razor-sharp sword or saber, pulsing with lethal intent as it whistled through the air towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's gaze lowered, sensing the chilling aura of the incoming strike, and an enigmatic smile played upon his lips.

While undeniably potent, the Sword God's current strength paled in comparison to Chiba Sakurako's earlier might, at least in Ye Xuan's estimation.

But to Ye Xuan, the difference was negligible!

Clang! Clang!

A startling metallic resonance reverberated through the air.

The onlookers gasped in astonishment.

The dueling twigs, mere pieces of dry wood, produced the unmistakable sound of clashing steel. How was this possible?

Their sheer power was beyond comprehension!

Could a simple twig truly possess the unyielding hardness and cutting edge of a blade?

Astonishing, bone-chilling!

The existence of such extraordinary individuals was almost unbelievable!

Before the stunned spectators could fully process this, the Sword God's assault continued unabated, unleashing no fewer than seven devastating strikes aimed at Ye Xuan's vital points in rapid succession.

However, Ye Xuan navigated this onslaught with effortless grace, evading and parrying with fluid movements, countering each of the Sword God's powerful blows flawlessly!

In a mere instant, Ye Xuan and the Sword God had exchanged a staggering one hundred and seventy-four brutal blows.