When the little girl standing next to Huo Yunting heard this, she couldn't help but curl her lips, "Father, you promised me to find someone who can truly teach me swordsmanship. You said it yourself just now. He is young and how strong his swordsmanship is. Maybe his swordsmanship is not as good as mine."
"And look at him, he's still wearing a mask and doesn't dare to show his true face. What kind of strength can he have, let alone his attainments in swordsmanship?"
The little girl withdrew her eyes from Bi Zihan and stood beside Huo Yunting with some indifference.
"No matter what the outcome is, you should keep your little temper away from me. Misty Rain Tower never has any rules in doing things. If you offend Misty Rain Tower, none of us Fire Leopard Sect will end up well." Huo Yunting glared at his daughter, with a strong warning in his tone.
Misty Rain Tower can gain a foothold in the Star Luo Empire not only by the support of the Star Luo Imperial Family, but also by its own strength and iron-blooded skills.
Back then, Misty Rain Tower had cleaned up half of the nobles in Star Luo City, causing the entire Star Luo Empire to tremble. Although Star Luo Imperial Family told the outside world that someone among the nobles had an affair with Evil Soul Master, others did not know what the truth was. The heads of the three sects knew it very well.
"I know, father!" the little girl agreed, then stood quietly, without saying a word.
Bi Zihan didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around him. He went straight to sit in front of Huo Yunting and said, "Huo Zongmen, we don't need to be polite. Let's get straight to the point and tell you Fire Leopard Sect the conditions for joining Misty Rain Tower."
"Haha, Tower Master Jian Hen of Misty Rain Tower is indeed a cheerful person. In this case, I won't beat around the bush. I have two conditions, as long as you agree, we Fire Leopard Sect will join Misty Rain Tower from now on!" Huo Yunting smiled heartily, not feeling unhappy because Bi Zihan said it too straightforwardly.
He himself is an upright person, and he prefers this straightforward style to some useless polite words.
"All ears!" Bi Zihan made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he could state all his conditions.
"My first condition is to see the strength of Misty Rain Tower. I heard Tower Master from Misty Rain Tower. He has good strength at a young age, so can we have a competition. But you can rest assured that I definitely have no intention of bullying the big one. I am level 85 Soul Douluo. How many Soul Rings you have, I will use the first few Soul Rings. If I use a higher Soul Ring than you, you will win, otherwise I will lose."
"As for the second condition, I need to know your strength before I can make a decision. Please forgive me Tower Master." Huo Yunting just stated the first condition. As for the second condition, it was somewhat ambiguous.
"Look at my strength? Okay, then we will use the level of Soul Saint as the boundary between victory and defeat. If you use Seventh Soul Skill, I will win, otherwise you will win." A calm voice came from the mouth of Bi Zihan, looking calmly at Huo Yunting in front of him.
"Okay, we will use the level of Soul Saint as the boundary between victory and defeat," Huo Yunting agreed readily without much hesitation.
The two of them stood up and found an open space.
Huo Yunting looked at Bi Zihan in front of him, and Fire Leopard Martial Soul appeared behind him. Behind Martial Soul Possession, he appeared: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and eight Soul Ring.
Bi Zihan looked at Martial Soul behind Huo Yunting, and Martial Soul appeared in his hand: Sword of the Gods. The light of the seven elements continued to flow on the sword, and the edge belonging to Slaughter Sword Intent gradually condensed on the body.
When Huo Yunting saw that Soul Ring did not appear on his Martial Soul, he couldn't help but be startled, "Why doesn't Soul Ring appear on your Martial Soul?"
"I have a way to hide Soul Ring, so you can't see my Soul Ring." Bi Zihan said nonchalantly, Sword of the Gods spun in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Huo Yunting in front of him.
"My Soul Power is higher than yours, so you go first. As long as you can let me use Seventh Soul Ring, then you will win this competition." Huo Yunting looked at Bi Zihan in front of him, his voice was very calm.
Although he couldn't tell what level Bi Zihan Soul Power was, he could roughly guess from the fluctuations emanating from Soul Power that Bi Zihan Soul Power should be around the level of Soul Ancestor or Soul King. So he had no intention of taking the lead, but let Bi Zihan take the lead.
Bi Zihan didn't mean to be polite. He held the Sword of the Gods in his hand tightly and slashed straight at Huo Yunting. The attributes flowing on Sword of the Gods were also fixed on the water attribute at the moment of the shot.
A light blue light belonging to the water attribute appeared on Sword of the Gods's sword edge, slashing at the vital points of Huo Yunting's body.
When Huo Yunting saw this, the First Soul Ring under his feet flickered. The flames condensed in his hands, and soon covered his hands. His palms were clenched into fists, and he directly faced the fallen Sword of the Gods.
The flaming fist collided with Sword of the Gods, which had water attributes. The two completely opposite attributes were constantly offsetting each other, and blazing air waves continued to appear around the two of them.
Huo Yunting's other hand was clenched into a fist and directed towards Bi Zihan's body.
The Sword of the Gods in Bi Zihan's hand rotated to ward off the hand that was in a stalemate with Huo Yunting. The dark attribute in Divine Blood's body was mobilized by him, and his white palm stretched out to directly meet the incoming fist.
The moment the fists and palms collided together, Bi Zihan felt the hot Soul Power in Huo Yunting's hands, as well as the tyrannical power. His body was also retreating rapidly under the influence of the tyrannical force.
"What a great strength, what a strong physique!" Huo Yunting secretly thought in his heart, his eyes on Bi Zihan's body, and he kept looking at him.
Bi Zihan After stabilizing his body, he shook his numb palms. A sharp edge like a sharp sword appeared in his eyes, and without any hesitation, Sword of the Gods in his hand slashed straight towards Huo Yunting.
And every time a sword is struck, its speed and power are three points stronger than the previous one. Not only is it faster, but it is also very accurate. The places where Sword of the Gods attacks are the vital points of Huo Yunting's body.
Huo Yunting couldn't help but narrow his eyes after resisting Bi Zihan's attack. Sword of the Gods in the hands of Bi Zihan attacks like waves, continuously, and its attack power is getting higher and higher every time, as if it is constantly superimposed.
"Is this Self-Created Soul Skill?" Huo Yunting secretly thought in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow at all. While blocking Bi Zihan's attack, he was also looking for opportunities to counterattack.