*Ding!*

The tip of the gun clashed with the blade of the sword, a crisp sound rang out. At the same time, the long spear in Han Feng's hand was bent slightly by the impact!

The force rebounded, causing both men to retreat more than ten steps.

*Swish--!*

And in that moment of retreating, Feng Jingtian's eyes changed, taking two hurried steps forward, his arm quickly rotating at an extremely rapid speed.

With his movement, the Chi around him began to whirl in the air! Amidst this, a visible shadow, condensed by countless sword shadows, swiftly formed. Under the infusion of spirit force, a frightening wave spread out!

"The Ling Shadow Spear...is only this much," Feng Jingtian sneered.

Facing Feng Jingtian's fierce attack, many people from the West Prefecture changed their expressions, even the gatekeeper disciple of the master - Miss Suro gently frowned.

"The dark power of the Ling Shadow Spear has four layers of energy. One layer surpasses the other. And now, Han Feng can only display three layers. The power...alas, Feng Jingtian is no ordinary opponent. I've heard that few can match him at the same level!"

Hearing the voice of the chubby individual, Yuanhui nodded secretly. He could also feel the ferocity of Feng Jingtian's swordsmanship, perhaps only by using the Meteor Sword Technique could he intercept it.

*Swish!*

In a split second, Feng Jingtian's gigantic sword, like a bomb, shot out at sonic speed and heavily slammed onto Han Feng, who had pushed his spiritual power to the limit.

A clear and loud sound erupted, and a fierce gust of wind spread out, lifting the ground's floorboards!

Feng Jingtian's Chi was simply too maddening, this was a presence at the peak of the Nine Hearts Realm!!!

Under such a heavy blow, Han Feng's steps suddenly retreated dozens of meters before coming to a halt! Of course, it wasn't over. Before he could catch his breath, that intense oppressive feeling struck again, forcing him to continue to meet it head-on.

*Crash!*

*Thud!*

Every loud sound made the people of the West Prefecture skip a beat, seeing that after enduring Feng Jingtian's several giant sword suppressions, both hands holding the long spear were cracked open, blood flowing uncontrollably.

"If he had reached the fourth realm, Han Feng might still stand a chance...alas!" Elder Hanyu cried in frustration.

Watching this scene, the elders of the West Prefecture and others felt a slight sinking feeling. They hadn't expected Feng Jingtian to have cultivated his giant sword to such a terrifying level!

With this turn of events, the situation had unexpectedly turned into a deadlock.

Realizing this, almost everyone's gaze turned involuntarily towards Yuanhui, then to the figure behind him...

With one win and one loss now, there was no room for negligence in the current circumstances.

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became tense, and the numerous gazes now focused on Yuanhui, who had yet to make a move, and the man dressed in gray.

"Young man, it's your turn... You should be able to handle it, right?" Suro's face also showed signs of nervousness. She glanced at Yuanhui with a complex expression. If he lost this bout, the losses for the West Prefecture would be too great! And perhaps, in many years to come, the peace and tranquility of the West Prefecture would no longer exist!

Yuanhui pursed his lips, staring at the seemingly calm man. "I will do my best. He better not go easy on me!"

"He should be much stronger than that brat Han Yu. To win...alas, I hope you can handle it," Suro whispered softly.

"Hmph, understood..." Yuanhui responded noncommittally.

He then turned his head, feeling that the seemingly ordinary man was not as simple as he seemed!

"My friend, the outcome of the Immortal Entrapment now rests on you." The third elder smiled slightly at Yuanhui.

"Of course, I will do my best." Yuanhui clasped his hands and said no more, slowly walking towards the arena.

At that moment, the faces of the three elders below the stage turned cold.

"Suro, is this person you found... reliable? I just have to say it? Is he really trustworthy?" The thin elder asked in a surprised low voice.

"Hmph!" Suro snorted disdainfully, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. "You should know how important the 'Immortal Entrapment' is, right? If our West Prefecture can obtain her, I can break through to the Boundless Realm within two years, and even use the remaining spiritual fluid to nurture several strong individuals who are about to enter the Boundless Realm. This would greatly enhance our West Prefecture's strength!"

"Compared to that brat Han Yu, he is much more reliable." Elder Hanyu smiled faintly, cutting off their conversation.

"This...alas, I hope so."

The three elders knew the temperament of the senior elder and could only nod helplessly. At such a critical juncture, could he really change participants?

As Yuanhui entered the arena, the members of the Qingxian faction all fixed their gazes on him. However, these gazes were filled with suspicion, mainly because of his surprisingly young appearance.

"I remember the other person should be your Han Yu, right? How come this person has replaced him?!" Beside Qingxian, a thin old man exclaimed in surprise.

"If it's a replacement, then so be it. After all, he's much younger than Han Yu..."

Qingxian shook his head casually, then turned to the silent man in gray, sneering, "Zhen, it's your turn!"

Zhen, the man mentioned, nodded without any ripple in his expression. "I remember, but Uncle, don’t forget the reward between us."