While outputting a large amount of soul power, Shui Yue'er shouted triumphantly, "Even the sharpest knife can't cut the formless wind."
The cold wind howled, but Huo Yun could still faintly hear Shui Yue'er's gradually blurring voice.
Bathed in the cold wind, he felt the pain on the surface of his body slowly receding.
The cold air was disrupting his sense of pain.
He quickly assessed the situation in his mind, and then, once again, wielded the Crane Blade.
It flew straight towards the center of the arena.
Since soul skills cannot be cut, then attack the soul master's body.
This incomparably condensed Crane Blade ignored the gale and swiftly slashed towards the direction from which Shui Yue'er's voice came.
Within the whirlwind, his vision was doubly obstructed by ice shards and cold wind, making it impossible to accurately judge the opponent's position.
He could only rely on the direction of the sound to unleash his attack.
But his sudden attack did not cause any change; he did not hear Shui Yue'er's screams, nor did he hear the referee's announcement.
More importantly, the icy whirlwind surrounding him did not stop.
This made him realize that his attack had not been effective.
Outside the dense, milky white whirlwind, Shui Yue'er glanced in terror at the slender blade mark beside her, within inches.
The Crane Blade was angled, and one section of the blade flew close to the ground towards the position where she started.
If she hadn't activated her first soul skill after speaking, accelerating away from her original position, she might have been severely injured by the Crane Blade.
"Indeed, my sister was right, this Huo Yun is much more dangerous than that Huo Yu; if you're not careful, you might be reversed."
Startled by Huo Yun's sudden attack, Shui Yue'er had no choice but to activate her first soul skill.
The effect of this skill is to increase speed and reduce skin friction.
Whether it's wind or water, further reducing resistance under the premise of increasing speed can be said to utilize the effect of dolphin skin.
Moreover, this is also an important symbol of her as an agility-type soul master.
Especially in the current gale environment, although it is only the first soul skill, the speed she can unleash exceeds that of ordinary agility-type soul masters.
At this moment, she is like a pure white dolphin, elegantly and freely roaming in the strong wind.
Although this will increase her soul power consumption, it will minimize damage to her body.
Shui Yue'er's series of actions were all carefully calculated, striving to maximize the restriction of Huo Yun.
In the current situation, Huo Yun seems to only have the option of unleashing his fourth soul skill to break through the whirlwind in one fell swoop with power exceeding the limit.
But doing so would fall into the trap they set, because Shui Yue'er's main purpose is not to defeat Huo Yun, but to consume the opponent as much as possible.
Even if she has the advantage at this time, they all know that this is only temporary; once Shui Yue'er's soul power is exhausted, the situation between the two sides will immediately reverse.
But if Huo Yun uses his fourth soul skill, then even if the whirlwind is broken, the amount of soul power he consumes will be far more than if he stood in place to resist the cold wind.
Even if they don't know what Huo Yun's fourth soul skill is like, it can be inferred from Huo Yu that it shouldn't be worse than his.
Therefore, they now can't wait for Huo Yun to impulsively use his fourth soul skill.
Within the whirlwind, Huo Yun spread his wings, allowing the cold wind to erode his body.
He was closing his eyes and thinking.
Although he couldn't see or hear the outside world, he had a very clear understanding of his current situation.
He was thinking about a question: whether to use his fourth soul skill, or to defend and hold on until Shui Yue'er exhausted her own soul power.
But soon, he opened his eyes and strengthened his resolve.
"No!
Neither of these is the answer I want!"
He looked down at his arms, the pair of firm Crane Blades, in the howling gale, did not bend like the wings of a bird.
It proudly maintained its straightness, toughness, and sharpness, standing proudly in the cold wind with an unyielding spirit.
Feeling his twin blades, Huo Yun's eyes became brighter and hotter.
He seemed to understand something.
He began to slowly raise his twin blades, and slowly waved the Crane Blades against the direction of the whirlwind.
The cold wind blew, and the ice he condensed became larger and larger, and the damage caused by the impact on his body became more and more serious.
But Huo Yun seemed to be possessed, completely ignoring his own body, and instead using his twin blades to gesticulate something in the air.
At this moment, in Huo Yun's eyes, other things began to dissipate, leaving only the boundless cold wind and the blade in his hand.
The fierce wind cut across the blade, and the wind, which was not easily felt on weekdays, became exceptionally clear at this moment.
Huo Yun's blade, which was dozens of times wider than a normal blade, was very easily affected by the wind; if it was not facing the direction the wind was blowing from, the power of the wind would sway it left and right, preventing the blade's power from concentrating.
However, contrary to this situation, when the direction of the blade is exactly opposite to the wind, even if the wind is strong, he does not need to exert much force, and the wind will smoothly cut across the blade.
Huo Yun felt the subtle difference, and the hands holding the blade made slight adjustments along the wind direction, and the blade became more and more stable in the process.
The feeling of pain was dissipating, and Huo Yun was at the threshold of numbness and pain.
This special state allowed all of his senses to be focused on the perception of the blade.
"Wind, can it really not be cut?"
Huo Yun's understanding of wind and swordsmanship was at an important stage of transformation.
Many inspirations that were extremely difficult to come by on weekdays gushed out in his mind, and this feeling plunged him into a wonderful sense of pleasure.
His body began to slowly rotate from a stationary state, and the waving blade began to become more and more light and agile.
The Crane Blade was like a fish swimming in a gale, giving people an unspeakable smoothness.
Originally, the seemingly chaotic whirlwind gradually presented the trajectory of the wind under the guidance of the two swimming fish.
"So, this is wind."
At this moment, Huo Yun, who was rotating in the opposite direction, stopped, and his eyes burst out with a sharp cold light.
His whole person's aura burst out with a sharp aura that could not be concealed.
Shui Yue'er, who was quickly shifting positions not far away, felt a sharp aura that made her hair stand on end.
Just as she felt a strong sense of crisis, a strong red light burst out from inside the icy whirlwind.
This red light spread rapidly from the bottom, and in a spiraling upward manner, outlined a red tornado that was completely opposite to the direction of the whirlwind, but completely balanced with it.
The red lines spread to the top, and in an instant, the cold wind dissipated, and Huo Yun's figure appeared at the top.
The sunlight shone on the red wings, reflecting transparent feather patterns.
Huo Yun, surrounded by soaring sharpness, looked down at Shui Yue'er and said faintly:
"Cutting the wind is not impossible!"
