Lu Yin did not move, even as Yun, who was opposite him, snorted and raised a finger to release a sharp burst of energy. 

This was a very familiar scene, as this was the same technique that had been used against Liu Shaoqiu in Yun’s previous match. One finger had countered the First Sword of the Thirteen Swords, and the seemingly gentle finger held a terrifyingly, matchless power.

Lu Yin shivered and stared at the void as he watched the sharp energy tear through the void. He raised his hand, wanting to use overlaying stacks to disperse this force. However, as the suppression from the energy drew closer, the pain in his body surprisingly diminished. This amazed him, and the hand rising up to meet the attack unconsciously slowed down. The energy hit him directly on the shoulder and sent him flying a hundred meters backwards.

Many felt their hearts skip a beat. Could this be it? Had he been defeated that simply?

Yun felt contempt for Lu Yin and the fact that he could not even withstand a single strike of hers.

Trash.

Starsibyl’s gaze trembled as she watched from outside the battlefield.

The grin on Nightqueen Yanqing’s face grew even wider. This was the result she wanted to see: the greatest humiliation that Lu Yin could receive.

On Zenyu Star, Huo Qingshan and the others all had grave expressions. Lu Yin should not have been defeated so easily, as he had also defeated Liu Shaoqiu...