n Huang flying backward.

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 Lin Huang did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard that.

 He was not sure if his opponent’s words were sincere or if they were intended as mockery.

 He flew back a distance of several dozen kilometers before he felt the force of impact decreasing.
Only then did Lin Huang use his feet in the air to break his momentum.
After sliding several dozen meters through the void, he finally stabilized himself.

 “Hey, are you okay?”

 At that moment, Sword8’s voice was heard suddenly and her figure appeared less than 100 meters in front of Lin Huang.

 Lin Huang looked at her, fully alert.

 “I’m okay.”

 “I’ll use a little less strength, otherwise you won’t be able last for an hour,” Sword8 suggested.

 “No need, you can use the normal level that you used just now,” Lin Huang shook his head and rejected the proposal.

 “But… I only used seventy percent of my strength, which is not my normal level…” Sword8’s voice was a little faint.
“So should I use seventy percent or a hundred percent?”

 “A hundred percent,” Lin Huang was slightly stunned for only a moment before he answered, “I need enough pressure so I can find an opportunity to break through.”

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 “Okay; you mustn’t die.” Sword8 was worried.

 “Don’t worry, I won’t,” Lin Huang responded, expression blank.

 After a brief conversation, the two resumed fighting.

 Despite being fully psychologically prepared, the ensuing battle was much more difficult than Lin Huang had expected.

 As Sword8 said, she had not used her full strength earlier.
She had held back, not only in force-type but also in her rapid speed.
In reality, her rapid speed sword skill level was higher than that of Sword9.
Lin Huang could not gain an advantage with his rapid speed either.

 What dumbfounded Lin Huang the most was not his opponent’s overwhelming skill in force-type, but her overwhelming rapid speed sword skill.

 Sword8 had mentioned previously that her main cultivation direction was rapid speed; she was not lying at all.

 Lin Huang’s rapid speed was the strongest of his three Dao Sword paths, but Sword8’s rapid speed was more than a level above his own.

 She was skilled in at least one million types of sword skills; in terms of usage and depth of various sword skills, she was even better than Sword10.

 Originally Sword10 had mentioned that if he ever encountered Sword1, Sword1 would find a way to counter all of his sword skills.
Lin Huang felt the exact same way now that he had met Sword8.
No matter what sword skills he used, his opponent countered them easily.

 If Lin Huang’s Sword Dao had not elevated to ultimate True Martial Level and Sword8’s Sword Dao had been capped at early-stage Martial Level according to the Trial rules, he would have been defeated long ago.

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 In the battle with Sword8, Lin Huang was overwhelmed by her in almost every way.
He only managed to get through it by virtue of his slightly stronger rapid speed and even stronger Sword Dao.

 The battle continued for countless rounds to the point; Lin Huang could not even tell how much time had passed.

 Suddenly, Sword8 sheathed her weapon and retreated from the battlefield.

 “It’s been an hour—you’ve qualified!” Sword8 beamed at Lin Huang happily; the impression she gave was as if she had been the one who passed the level.

 “Thank you!” On the contrary, Lin Huang’s face showed no trace of jubilation.
He merely nodded and asked Sword8, “Can you be my sparring partner for a few more days?”

 “Okay, okay! No one has played with me for a long time!” Sword8 did not hesitate; with a very happy expression, she agreed.

 “Then let’s continue!”

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