Old Zuo burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"Hahaha, it's been so many years since anyone said something that excited me. I also want to see how much substance you have to utter such words. Come, unleash it all."
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before, and each generation is stronger than the last. I will surely make you see me in a new light."
As Yu Daohén finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and the arm holding the Kanglong Halberd began to tremble.
This was not fear, but excitement!
Their eyes met, and both felt a potent killing intent from the other.
*Whoosh—*
Yu Daohén instantly appeared before Old Zuo, his Kanglong Halberd slashing down fiercely.
Seeing this, Old Zuo immediately raised his hand to parry.
Yu Daohén, sensing the shift, withdrew his Kanglong Halberd and clashed with him.
*Clang—*
The crisp sound of cold weapons colliding echoed for a hundred meters.
Sparks flew where the sword and halberd met, illuminating their faces.
Old Zuo couldn't help but feel a touch of surprise seeing Yu Daohén.
This young man, though not old, possessed such strength.
Such talent was only comparable to Xu Feng in his prime.
Yu Daohén flashed his signature wicked grin, his heart filled with excitement.
That's right, that's right. His strength was equal to the old man's.
Though it was only one exchange, Yu Daohén could clearly feel it.
There was absolutely no mistake!
Old Zuo dropped his nonchalant expression and became serious.
This young man's strength was equal to his own, and more terrifyingly, how old was he?
He had plenty of time to grow in the future!
He could not afford to be careless against this opponent.
Both exerted force simultaneously and retreated, stabilizing their stances.
The moment Old Zuo regained his balance, he swung his sword again.
Yu Daohén, unfazed, raised his Kanglong Halberd to meet the attack.
Halberd light and sword shadows flashed as they both pushed their bodies to their optimal states, daring not to hold back any strength.
A single misstep could cost them their lives.
In the forest, two figures collided rapidly, then recoiled and collided again.
*Clang—clang—clang—*
The crisp sounds of cold weapons meeting were continuous, the shockwaves alone enough to shake leaves from the trees.
For any ordinary person within ten meters, their eardrums would surely have burst.
Such was the intensity of the battle.
Yu Daohén grew more courageous with each exchange, his wicked grin deepening.
He admitted that among the masters he had encountered, this old man's strength even surpassed Hao Tian Fist and was close to that of his grandfather and the three elders.
No, it was now on par with his grandfather and the three elders.
But he was not weaker than him!
With just a glance, they understood each other's thoughts.
Their close-quarters combat was evenly matched, so they switched to magical techniques.
Old Zuo attacked first, his foot stomping the ground and kicking up countless fallen leaves. His fingers swiftly traced the disturbed leaves.
A wisp of blue energy adhered to them, making the leaves incredibly sharp and emitting a chilling glint.
Sensing danger, Yu Daohén quickly retreated to create distance.
Old Zuo waved his hand, and the countless leaves sliced through the air, shooting forward.
Yu Daohén countered, forming a hand seal and inhaling sharply before spewing forth a torrent of flames.
In the face of the inferno, the leaves appeared fragile, instantly turning to ash.
Seeing the approaching flames, Old Zuo was slightly surprised.
He hadn't expected him to possess other powerful techniques besides the Five Elements Arts.
Old Zuo gathered energy at his fingertips, then made a horizontal and a vertical slash, unleashing a cross-slash.
The cross-slash split the flames in two, heading towards Yu Daohén.
Faced with this, Yu Daohén seemed unperturbed. He lightly stamped the ground and uttered a low cry: "Shui Kan Jing!"
A blue water-patterned energy shield rose, protecting him within.
The cross-slash struck the energy shield and exploded, kicking up dust.
Old Zuo dared not approach rashly, only watching the movement within the dust.
As the dust settled, Yu Daohén stood unharmed, while the energy shield, covered in cracks, could no longer hold and shattered.
"It seems to have worked well."
Yu Daohén murmured, nodding with satisfaction.
For a master of his caliber, the Shui Kan Jing withstanding one blow was quite impressive.
Defensive spells were incredibly difficult to improve further once they reached a certain level.
Offensive spells, however, were different; as long as one cultivated diligently, their damage could be amplified infinitely.
"These Five Elements Arts are indeed troublesome," Old Zuo sighed with resignation.
He had already experienced the power of the Five Elements Arts when he fought Xu Feng.
Yu Daohén's eyes narrowed as he attacked again.
At this moment, both were using their full might. Old Zuo continuously unleashed his Condensed Finger Slashes, while Yu Daohén countered with a mix of close-quarters spells (Tian Gan Palm) (Di Kun Hand) and ranged spells (Tun Yan Art) (Huo Li Slash).
For a time, he even gained the upper hand.
However, as their strengths were evenly matched, Old Zuo felt no pressure.
Old Zuo unleashed a sword energy with his Condensed Finger Slash, and Yu Daohén met it with his Huo Li Slash.
The two sword energies collided and exploded.
Seizing the opportunity, Yu Daohén's left eye focused, black liquid filling his entire eye socket. Twenty drops of Samsara Blood Tears flowed out and hovered in the air.
Yu Daohén condensed his palm, directly compressing the twenty drops of Samsara Blood Tears into a single drop.
This single drop, concentrated twentyfold, had transformed. It emitted black mist, its deathly aura reaching an extreme.
Even a mere glance at it would make one's hair stand on end, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from this black liquid representing death.
Yu Daohén flicked his wrist, and the concentrated blood tear, version 2.0, shot out.
Seeing the approaching black liquid, Old Zuo gathered energy in his palm, intending to flick it away.
But the terrifying deathly aura filled him with immense fear, and his body instinctively dodged to the side.
*Whoosh—*
However, his hesitation meant the blood tear was already upon him.
It was also due to his quick reaction and swift movement that the blood tear grazed his cheek.
The blood tear struck a large tree behind him, piercing through it and continuing its trajectory.
Old Zuo's wrinkled face bore a gash, and blood flowed out.
Although he had dodged a fatal blow, his face was still wounded.
Old Zuo ignored it, looking back at the hole left behind. He let out a sigh of relief, his heart filled with both relief and astonishment.
Fortunately, he hadn't chosen to confront it head-on earlier.
Seeing this, Yu Daohén condensed his Tian Gan Palm and attacked again.
Without a word, Old Zuo gathered energy in his palm and clashed with Yu Daohén's Tian Gan Palm.
*Bang!*
Neither of them moved, but the terrifying impact force scattered outwards, snapping small branches from the surrounding trees.
Their eyes met, and they almost simultaneously retreated, seeking an opportunity to cast spells.
Old Zuo was the first to unleash his Condensed Finger Slash, creating a cross-slash.
Yu Daohén, not to be outdone, met it with his Huo Li Slash.
For a time, they fought fiercely, neither gaining an advantage.
However, Yu Daohén's spell casting was consistently a step slower.
Old Zuo noticed this. Though puzzled, he seized the opportunity to unleash a barrage of spells.
The previously slightly advantageous situation instantly reversed.
Yu Daohén remained unruffled, facing the onslaught calmly, as if waiting for an opportunity.