Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 634: One Against Two (Subscription Requested)

Gu Shenghui had only said half of what he intended; the other half of the reason Pei Yan was destined to confront Celestial Sword Manor, but didn't immediately wage an all-out assault, was to see whether the disciples of Celestial Sword Manor would resort to using the power of the Blood Shard in a desperate situation. If they dared to use it, with Pei Yan's extensive experience fighting against it, he would surely sense it immediately, and the treachery of their sect would be indisputably confirmed.

In the courtyard, Pei Yan's swordsmanship, honed over five years and something he prided himself on, was unable to gain much advantage over Sword Stand Man. Then again, it's not surprising. As a direct disciple of Celestial Sword Manor, apart from having an extraordinary talent, his entire life had been devoted to the path of swordsmanship from the moment he entered the sect. In terms of the intricacy of moves, Pei Yan's hodgepodge technique couldn't compare.

Unable to gain any upper hand, but thankfully both Pei Yan and his opponent employed grand, sweeping techniques. Although Pei Yan's moves weren't as intricate, his Mechanical Eye allowed him to capture and analyze his opponent's movements. Coupled with the courage he showed in combat, he fought his opponent to a standstill.

"Hey, is this all you've got? If you can't come up with anything new, I won't hold back anymore." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

In contrast to the other's leisurely demeanor, after a bout of fighting, Sword Stand Man's breath was already unstable. Hearing Pei Yan's taunting words, his anger flared, and his broadsword came down faster and faster. In his haste, he made a mistake, forgetting previous lessons, and a side chop came down hard, clashing directly with Pei Yan's longsword.

After a dull, metallic clash, Pei Yan frowned slightly. Celestial Sword Manor did have some skill; the longsword in his hand was forged from top-tier materials from both the real world and the Hell Plane, yet it had a nick from the opponent's chop.

Despite Sword Stand Man's bulging veins and swelling arms from holding the sword, he couldn't advance even an inch against Pei Yan wielding a sword with one arm. Feeling bored with the deadlock, Pei Yan raised his free left hand, aimed at Sword Stand Man's head, and lightning flashed at his fingertips.

Sword Stand Man, seeing this, was alarmed and immediately turned his head away. A defensive array rose rapidly over his entire body as he retreated swiftly, yet before he could retreat ten meters, a fist-sized lightning column brushed past his cheek. As the lightning crashed into the pool behind him, sending water splashing into the air, he suddenly felt an icy chill on his cheek, followed by a fiery pain. A large amount of blood instantly soaked his collar.

Pei Yan looked at Sword Stand Man, who was still standing there in shock. With a flip of his wrist, the sword in his hand shrank and transformed into a Tang sword. After twirling it skillfully, he chuckled at his opponent, extending his left hand to conjure a lightsaber.

With sword and saber in hand, Pei Yan let out a mighty shout and leaped forward to attack once more. His right hand wielded the Tang sword flashing with electric light, and his left hand wielded the lightsaber radiating heat, attacking simultaneously. Under Pei Yan's berserk and almost reckless slashing, the dual gleams of light danced up and down. Though seemingly without rhyme or reason, each move was ruthless and cunning, trading blow for blow and life for life. Sword Stand Man, with his exquisite moves, had no room to counterattack. It wasn't long before he began to struggle, and the glow of his protective array dimmed steadily.

"Senior Brother! I'll help you!" The female disciple who had been coaxing Little Sword Child earlier shouted sharply, drawing her longsword from her waist and joining the fray as she saw Sword Stand Man couldn't contend with Pei Yan.

"Celestial Sword Manor! How shameless to gang up now!" Wang Wenze stepped forward angrily.

"Senior Brother Jian and Senior Sister Yu are Daoist partners, practicing dual sword techniques to face one alone. They are of one mind, whether against one or a thousand," a Celestial Sword Manor disciple inside the courtyard argued loudly, blushing.

"Oh! Is that so? So it's okay for us to join in, too! Pei Yan, they say they're one mind against a thousand. Do you need us to lend a hand? Can't say for sure, but I can probably wrangle a couple thousand people!" Jiang Feiyang taunted loudly.

"Get lost! They're husband and wife teaming up, why are you, a grown man, making a fuss with me?" Pei Yan joked as he distanced himself from the two, jumping out of the battle and standing aside, teasing them, "I'm being fed PDA while fighting, fine! I've always heard about the dual sword technique, but haven't witnessed it yet. Let me see what you're made of today. State your names so I can know your couple's title of ill-fated lovers."

"Celestial Sword Manor, Yu Yiyun!"

"Great! Let's begin! Show me what you've got!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them stopped speaking and faced off again. This time, Pei Yan truly saw something—the combat methods of each plane were indeed different. Unlike the Demon Race's fierce and straightforward attacks, the Daoist Plane featured a variety of styles and techniques.

Compared to Sword Stand Man's vigorous and forceful techniques, Yu Yiyun's moves were true to her name; her execution flowed like a gentle drizzle, flitting between the two like a butterfly among flowers. She diverted Pei Yan's attacks with force against force or struck where help was most needed to relieve Sword Stand Man's crisis. When Pei Yan got annoyed and tried to aggressively attack her, she retreated behind Sword Stand Man, forcing his sharpness forward.

Through several rounds, Pei Yan didn't suffer much loss but was no longer able to suppress the opponent's offensive as easily as before, purely through strength. The battle once again reached a stalemate.

Yet, it wasn't Pei Yan who first broke the deadlock. After tens of exchanges, Sword Stand Man, feeling that the longer they delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for them, secretly signaled Yu Yiyun, who immediately understood and nodded.

"Flood Dragon Rising!" Taking advantage of the opening as Sword Stand Man engaged Pei Yan, Yu Yiyun withdrew from the battle circle, raising her longsword toward the pool behind her. Guided by the Spiritual Qi within her, a water dragon leaped from the pool, roaring toward Pei Yan.

"Well done!" Instead of panicking, Pei Yan laughed and swept Sword Stand Man's attack aside with his saber, thrusting his left-hand lightsaber into the ground and flicking his fingers to release countless Sword Qi slashes. The water dragon, initially expected to be easily halved, demonstrated astonishing resilience under Yu Yiyun's condensed Spiritual Qi, withstanding seven or eight slashes before exploding into a spray of water before Pei Yan.

"Spring Wind Turned to Rain!"

"Frozen Lands for Thousand Miles!"

As soon as the water dragon exploded, Yu Yiyun leaped into the air, waving her longsword. A gentle breeze blew, and countless short swords formed from raindrops appeared out of thin air, piercing through the water waves toward Pei Yan!

At the same time, Sword Stand Man shouted, brandishing his longsword, frantically converting his internal Spiritual Qi into Sword Qi and cold energy, and pouring it out. In an instant, the world changed colors, boundless cold air spreading outward from under his feet.

The cold air combined with Yu Yiyun's water aura, unleashing an even more potent destructive force. The previously shattered water dragon, in the blink of an eye, was restored and transformed into an ice dragon mightier than before. The rain swords also turned into ice swords, and both charged toward Pei Yan, who stood there like a wooden statue.