Yan Chuan became increasingly familiar with the "Great Secret Eight Skills" during the battle. Silver Kite was also constantly adjusting and correcting himself in the fight. While he might be caught off guard by Yan Chuan at times, he gradually steadied himself. Yan Chuan angled his sword as he observed that Silver Kite’s hand techniques and form had no flaws, using this sword move to defend while subtly attacking, nine parts feint, one part real. Silver Kite saw Yan Chuan angling his sword; no matter where his palms aimed, they’d end up on the tip of the sword, so he pulled his palms back just after sending them a foot forward, leaping away. He relied on the "Great Secret Eight Skills", typically favoring offense over defense, enjoying the thrill of overwhelming opponents with a barrage of techniques so they couldn’t retaliate. Yet now, facing Yan Chuan, he felt as though his opponent was like a porcupine, leaving no room for attack, truly stifling. At this point, Silver Kite held nothing back, unleashing a bursting shout, the ’Eight Secret Eight Skills’ erupted continuously, infusing Internal Strength, his Inner Strength surging, launching his palms into the air, sending a fierce palm wind his way. At this moment, Silver Kite and Yan Chuan were quite far apart, the palms struck at a distance. Yan Chuan couldn’t defend with his sword and quickly moved with "Wave Riding Micro Steps" to evade, but when Silver Kite’s ’Poison Eye’ glared, he felt a chill all over, involuntarily shivering, delaying for a moment. The palm power was upon him, the palms comprised of one yin and one yang, with the yang palm first followed by yin force entering his body. It was somewhat similar to Yan Chuan’s "Yin Yang Mill". Yan Chuan felt the yin wind invade first, followed swiftly by a scorching palm wind, knocking him back a few steps, his face pale, yet astonishingly without serious injury. "This can’t be possible!" Silver Kite was shocked. Using the "Great Secret Eight Skills" as a cover, he delivered a peak "Yin Yang Palm" strike, with yin and yang palm forces simultaneously impacting the opponent. Even teammates like Winged Tiger wouldn’t dare withstand it unscathed. But this South Sea Crocodile God— Silver Kite didn’t know that Yan Chuan’s cultivation of the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" provided natural protection. As the yin and yang palm force hit him, the Nine Yang Inner Power within him instinctively rose, shielding his heart and organs from harm. Sixth Realm "Nine Yang Divine Skill"! Peak Postnatal Internal Power! At this moment, Yan Chuan’s Divine Skill had achieved Great Success, already formidable in use. Mist Purple Qi, Washing Marrow, Extreme Yang Qi, Bone Shrinking Technique, Turtle Breath Technique, Gecko Wall-Crawling, invulnerability to all poisons, Vajra Unbreakable, Reflected Attack, becoming stronger with each use,... The wonders of the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" would all be showcased and shine brilliantly. Yan Chuan, having taken two palms, was unharmed. Moving swiftly, he leapt up and charged forward, sword drawn, stabbing fiercely at Silver Kite. Silver Kite’s dual palm strike, already his strongest attack without injuring himself, hadn’t anticipated Yan Chuan emerging unscathed. Seeing the sword light glimmering, pointing at his face, Silver Kite gathered his palms, quickly taking a defensive stance. But he wasn’t one to defend endlessly. Defending only for a moment— Silver Kite’s ’Poison Eye’ lit up. Seizing the chance, he crossed his palms, one striking Yan Chuan’s face, the other his abdomen. Palm force exploding out, suddenly amid the sharp pain, he saw both his palms overlapping, pierced on the other’s sword. Amidst the intense pain, his Mind was shaken. For a moment, Silver Kite couldn’t tell if Yan Chuan’s sword had pierced his palms, or if he’d driven his palms onto the sword tip. Silver Kite uttered a great shout, withdrew his palms, pulled away from the sword edge, retreating rapidly. In this exchange, Silver Kite was clearly defeated! However, just as Yan Chuan prepared to pursue his victory— Newest update provıded by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Suddenly hearing a bursting shout from Winged Tiger, his palms divine, as one palm struck Wang Ge from the top of his head, with a resounding crash, causing Wang Ge’s skull to shatter and die instantly. Sky-diving Eagle chuckled, seizing the opportunity between Ding Xiang’s delayed movements, pinpoint precision with a finger strike, causing Ding Xiang’s blood to gather in one place, with a loud boom, exploding into a shower of blood and flesh. Cloud Dragon, wielding the whisk, as fast as lightning or a meteor, circled and swept, with a thunderous boom, piercing straight through Wang Zhengyi’s heart, with a twist, snapping his head off with a crack. Wang Zhengyi, utterly dead. You Huafeng infused true Internal Strength into his palms, lightly striking the air, a tangible palm shadow impacting Ma Hongniang, where the formless Inner Strength wreaked havoc within her, ultimately shattering Ma Hongniang’s "Vajra Unbreakable Body Divine Skill", while Iron Bone, having already broken piece by piece, unbreakable, was also destroyed. Ma Hongniang, utterly dead! In the blink of an eye. The four members of the ’Tan Valley Team’ died violently, leaving only the ’South Sea Crocodile God’ who had just defeated Silver Kite, standing mesmerizingly on the field. One man can’t support alone! "Brothers, just arrived, what’s happening here?" ’Axe King’ Xiao Tu, just entering, saw the ’South Sea Crocodile God’ fighting ’Silver Kite’, saw the ’Divine Valley Team’ slaughtering the ’Tan Valley Team’. Glancing at the scores on both sides— Divine Valley Team, 4032 points, average score 811, highest score 818. Tan Valley Team, 3515 points, average score 703, highest score 706. "Did I see that right?" "A hundred-point difference, battling ?" Axe King’s tone was exaggerated; he of course knew that no weak teams would make it to the sixth day of a Ten-day Tournament, and that the Tan Valley Team showed the strength far beyond what their ladder score suggested to make it this far. However, for effect, Axe King still exclaimed. ’Sword King’ Ximen’s voice was calm and steady: "Tan Valley Team! We’ve faced them the last round. That ’South Sea Crocodile God’ unleashed two Sword Qis to mutually destroy with Tuofeng at 740 points. That was on the third day of the second round; now, not half a month later, he’s even injured an 800-point Silver Kite! Such tremendous improvement in strength?!"