Quan Yi tentatively called this aura the rudimentary form of Sword Intent.
Sword Intent is not purely mental power; it is both the swordsman's understanding of the sword and the swordsman's unwavering will.
Its enhancement to Soul Masters is not as obvious as Soul Rings or Soul Bones, but its presence or absence makes a significant difference.
Simply put, after awakening Sword Intent, he can unleash even greater power, similar to a permanent amplification skill.
Seeing Huo Yun hone his unique Sword Intent amidst the chilling winds, Quan Yi was delighted by their progress and deeply moved.
Years ago, Quan Yi had sparred with Quan Li. At that time, Quan Li unleashed a devastating punch that he could not evade.
That punch was infused with Fist Intent.
At the time, Quan Yi didn't have much insight into it, but as his cultivation reached its current level, things that were once unclear became vivid.
A Sword Intent extremely similar to Huo Yun's slowly rose in his heart.
But soon, Quan Yi ruthlessly extinguished the newly ignited spark.
Because he felt that this kind of Sword Intent was not suitable for him. Quan Yi instinctively felt a dual rejection from his body and soul.
"It's about finding my own 'Intent'."
Quan Yi quickly understood this and temporarily extinguished the idea of testing it.
It was also at this moment that the sixth member of the Tianshui Academy team stepped onto the stage.
At this point, Tianshui Academy only had two Soul Grandmasters left, but based on the strong performance of the first player, Qiu Ruoshui, Huo Yun's vigilance reached its peak.
At this moment, if one were to pay attention to his body, they would notice that all exposed skin, whether on his face or arms, was showing a hideous cyan-purple frostbite.
In order to better comprehend the chilling wind, Huo Yun even removed the Soul Power he used to protect his body.
Although Soul Power is protection, it can also become an obstacle at this time, so he unhesitatingly gave up his defense.
Using the most naked way to pursue his own path.
The final result was indeed satisfactory, but he also paid a price commensurate with it.
However, Huo Yun did not regret it. Being able to find his own path made this damage insignificant.
At this moment, his whole body was stiff and trembling, but his eyes were full of soaring sharpness, and his heart was filled with scorching flames.
The Soul Power in his body, responding to his will, began to surge from his dantian, injecting heat and power into his whole body.
With the blessing of Soul Power, Huo Yun's aura began to climb continuously, and his momentum was even stronger than the Sword Draw when he first appeared.
Xue Wu, the sixth member of Tianshui Academy, felt as if she were gazing at a towering, soaring blade when facing Huo Yun.
Moreover, this blade seemed to be about to fall in her direction at any moment, and this strong sense of crisis put great pressure on her heart.
She saw the injuries on Huo Yun's body, but she also knew that these were just superficial wounds, and his Soul Power and strength had not been consumed too much.
In fact, her heart was now icy cold, because although she was a Soul Grandmaster, she was, after all, a support-type Soul Master, and her combat ability was even worse than Shui Yue'er's.
But even so, she had to help Shui Bing'er, who would appear last.
As soon as Xue Wu stepped onto the stage, the four Soul Rings behind her flickered rapidly, and she began to dance gracefully in place.
With her dance, a dark cloud quickly condensed above the center of the arena, completely covering one side of the platform.
"Pat!"
Immediately afterwards, large raindrops fell from the dark cloud, quickly turning into a heavy downpour covering the field.
In the rain, Xue Wu's figure was not affected by the raindrops at all, and her black hair was not soaked in the slightest, still fluttering in the rain.
Seeing this magical Soul Skill that could change the climate, and the magical way it was performed, Quan Yi saw traces of elemental resonance.
According to his observation, Xue Wu's Spirit was also a pure elemental Spirit, similar to the Mars Spirit.
Her Spirit did not have the explosive power of the Mars Spirit, but in mobilizing the surrounding water elemental power, she showed advantages far exceeding the Mars Spirit.
Especially in conjunction with her mysterious dance, she could even use the surrounding Heaven and Earth elemental power to assist her in casting the heavy rain.
She herself cannot perfectly control all of this.
A deep red light instantly rushed into the pouring rain, and Huo Yun's wings made contact with the raindrops, releasing white mist.
Making the dim rain even more confusing.
Seeing that his opponent was not actively attacking, but standing in place releasing heavy rain, Huo Yun immediately understood the other party's plan.
This was obviously to create an environment that was easier to play in for Shui Bing'er, who would appear later.
Immediately, he dragged his wings and quickly rushed into the rain, wanting to defeat her before the heavy rain completely formed.
At this time, he turned into a flash of light, rapidly advancing in the rain.
That conspicuous red light could not be concealed, nor did it bother to hide. It passed straight through the rain, quickly heading towards Xue Wu.
It was also at this moment that the already heavy rain surrounding Huo Yun intensified further.
It was more like water columns than rain.
However, this sudden surge in rainfall only briefly hindered his forward speed and did not have a significant impact on him.
After all, this was just condensing the rain, not a direct Soul Skill attack.
However, controlling the direction of the raindrops was already her limit.
But as long as she could stall for a little more time, the power of the Soul Skill would increase a little more.
Just as Huo Yun's Crane Blade was about to slash at Xue Wu, a cold whirlwind suddenly erupted around her, pushing his body back several meters.
The familiar chilling wind struck again, and Huo Yun, who had been quiet during the battle, couldn't help but shout, "Again!"
Unlike Shui Yue'er's Ice Whirlwind, Xue Wu's climate changes were not so targeted.
It was a large-scale climate change.
But even so, whirlwind, ice and snow, and rainfall, when these three extreme climates meet together, the power it can exert is no less than Shui Yue'er's Third Soul Skill.
Huo Yun retreated several meters, but quickly regained his footing.
He narrowed his eyes, staring at the misty figure, and whispered, "It's the chilling wind again. It's good that I haven't comprehended enough before, so let me use this more complex climate to perfect my swordsmanship."
With that, he gently closed his eyes, focusing all his senses on his wings.
Then, his body spun rapidly in the direction of the wind, and the huge Crane Blade, like a propeller, stirred up a red storm in the wind, violently rubbing against the piercingly cold wind.
Two figures danced in opposition in the blurred, icy rain.
