The afternoon sun, with a somewhat lazy warmth, shines on the winding bluestone path of the Azure Profound Sect.
Fang Han and Yun Qianyue walked side by side, heading towards the square where General Ranking Martial Dao Stele was located.
Neither of them was a man of many words, and there was no conversation along the way. Only the sound of footsteps echoed softly on the silent path.
Yun Qianyue Covered in purple gauze, the figure is tall and graceful, and the steps are calm.
Occasionally, when I look sideways at Fang Han, who is as calm as water next to me, a trace of unnoticeable inquiry will flash through the bright eyes above the purple gauze.
When we reached a relatively open fork in the road with ancient pines planted on both sides, a figure suddenly appeared in front of us and blocked the way.
The man was about twenty-five or six years old, tall and thin, and wore a simple sheathed long sword on his waist.
A pair of narrow eyes narrowed slightly, shining with malicious light.
It is General Ranking's seventieth Zhao Kun.
"Are you Fang Han of Zi Courtyard?"
Zhao Kun spoke, his voice carrying a condescending and scrutinizing tone.
Fang Han paused in his steps.
He had no impression of this person, but looking at his posture and eyes, it was clear that he was coming towards him.
"Exactly, I wonder if senior brother has any advice?"
Fang Han's tone was dull, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
"Advice? I don't dare to take it seriously."
The tall and thin disciple sneered and raised his chin slightly.
"I heard that Junior Brother Fang has been very popular recently. Zi Courtyard is number one, General Ranking is eighty-seven? Tsk tsk, Beginner stage is only one year old, but he is quite capable."
He continued with a sarcastic tone.
"However, it is a good thing for young people to be energetic, but they also need to know how to respect their teachers. Don't dare to disrespect them just because you have some talent."
Fang Han heard this and was sure that this person was deliberately looking for trouble.
It goes without saying that the person behind it is the one behind it. Who else could it be besides Chu Feng?
Among the sect, Chu Feng is the only one who would deliberately deal with him like this.
'Want to anger me and create conflict?'
Fang Han's eyes were slightly cold, but he was not angry, but his tone remained calm.
"Some senior brothers are worthy of respect, but some senior brothers are not worthy of respect. If nothing happens, senior brother, please get out of the way. We will go to Martial Dao Stele for the test."
Seeing that Fang Han looked as normal and not agitated at all, a trace of annoyance flashed in Zhao Kun's eyes.
He was ordered to come to pick a fight. If he couldn't even arouse the other party's anger, how could he complete the mission?
His eyes turned and fell on Yun Qianyue, who had been silent next to Fang Han. A lustful smile appeared on Zhao Kun's face, and his words became more and more mean.
"Oh? Are you in such a hurry to leave and go for a test? I can't see, right? Are you in a hurry to have a private meeting with this... junior sister next to you?"
He deliberately lengthened his tone, his eyes lingering on Yun Qianyue's slim figure.
"Is this junior sister's face covered with purple gauze because she is ugly? Or is she pretending to be noble to seduce a silly boy like you?"
This is almost an insult!
Yun Qianyue The eyes above the purple gauze suddenly became cold, the aura around him instantly became bitingly cold, and the fingers holding the sword hilt tightened slightly.
Fang Han's eyes, which were originally calm, finally lost their calmness when they heard Zhao Kun's disgusting and filthy words towards Yun Qianyue.
A cold anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
He can ignore the other party's provocation against him, but Yun Qianyue has nothing to do with it, yet he is subjected to such filthy words because of him, which has touched his bottom line.
Nothing can be said as if it didn't happen!
He slowly raised his head, his eyes like two ice picks piercing Zhao Kun, and his voice was as cold as the winter wind.
"Chu Feng is your master? Are you so willing to bite people for him without sparing any effort?"
"You little beast, you're looking for death!"
Zhao Kun was instantly detonated by Fang Han's merciless scolding. Although he worked for Chu Feng, he thought it was just a transaction and his relationship with Chu Feng was equal.
Now, Fang Han said it was Chu Feng's dog. His face suddenly turned the color of pig liver with anger, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent!
I was so angry that I couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Clang!"
The aura around him exploded, revealing Sixth-Rank Early Stage and Internal Qi fluctuations.
The long knife at the waist was unsheathed boldly, bringing out a bright cold light, sharp Blade Qi Void Sundering breath, and a harsh scream.
"Come and die!"
He roared angrily, and lunged forward. His sword was as bright as a sword, and with a shrill sound of wind, he slashed at Fang Han with great ferocity.
"Be careful!"
Yun Qianyue exclaimed and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.
However, Fang Han moves faster!
The moment Zhao Kun drew the sword, he had already activated <Flowing Wind Shadowless Step>, and his figure floated back half a step like a ghost, avoiding the strongest point of the blade in an instant.
At the same time--
"Oops!"
Azure Edge Sword Qingyue comes out of its sheath.
The sword body is flowing with a deep green ink brilliance, and Sixth-Rank Early Stage's <Mystic Wind Art>Internal Qi rushes in.
The Proficiency Realm level <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> was then used. The sword light carried the majestic wind and turned into a strange and tricky arc, facing the long knife slashed by Zhao Kun.
"Ding!"
The swords collided, erupting into a stream of dazzling sparks.
Zhao Kun felt a majestic force coming from the blade, which contained an unparalleled sharp power that seemed to be able to tear everything apart, making his arms numb and his blood boiling.
He took three steps back with "thump thump thump" under his feet, and then managed to steady his body, with horror written all over his face!
"You... you are also in the sixth grade?!"
He stared at Fang Han in disbelief. The opponent was clearly in the late stage of Seventh Rank when he tested it a month ago. How could he break through so quickly?
Fang Han naturally won't talk nonsense to Zhao Kun?
Gain the upper hand with one move and start the offensive immediately!
<Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> unfolded, the sword light was like wind and lightning, unpredictable, with a fierce and deadly intention, completely covering Zhao Kun.
Zhao Kun was shocked and angry, and waved his knife to block with all his strength.
But although his swordsmanship is not bad, how can he compare with the Proficiency Realm level High Grade Sword Technique?
"Chi! Chi! Chi!"
The sword light flashed, but within ten or so moves, Zhao Kun was already in danger, and his robe was cut several times by Sword Qi, dripping with blood.
"Pfft!"
A soft sound!
Fang Han found a flaw, Azure Edge Sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, instantly penetrated the knife net, leaving a deep wound on Zhao Kun's chest that could see the bone.
"Ah!"
Zhao Kun let out a shrill howl, the long knife fell from his hand and fell to the ground, and the whole person flew backwards like a broken sack.
It hit the bluestone ground a few feet away, causing a cloud of dust to fly up. After struggling twice, I couldn't get up immediately.
From the moment Zhao Kun drew his sword to taking action, to being severely injured and defeated by Fang Han's sword, the whole process took only a few breaths.
Some disciples who were attracted by the silence were dumbfounded and fell into silence.
No one expected that Zhao Kun, who was ranked 70th in General Ranking, would be defeated so cleanly, and at the hands of a disciple of Beginner stage who had been ranked far lower than him for just over a year.
Fang Han slowly sheathed his sword and glanced coldly at Zhao Kun, who had a hideous wound on his chest and blood gushing out. He didn't feel much emotion in his heart.
Although Zhao Kun is the same as Sixth-Rank Early Stage, the gap in strength between him and him is already like a chasm.
"Who is having a private fight here!"
At this moment, a majestic cold shout came from afar.
I saw several figures rushing towards me. The leader was an old man wearing Law Enforcement Hall Elder clothes, with a prim face and sharp eyes like an eagle. He was none other than Law Enforcement Hall Elder Yan Lu.
Behind him were several disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who had a calm aura.
Yan Lu Elder glanced across the field and saw Zhao Kun was seriously injured and fell to the ground with blood dripping from his chest, while Fang Han and Yun Qianyue were standing with swords in their hands, and their expressions suddenly sank.
"Take it away!"
He waved his hand, leaving no room for doubt.
Several Law Enforcement Hall disciples stepped forward, helped up the dying Zhao Kun, and "invited" Fang Han and Yun Qianyue to the Law Enforcement Hall.
Law Enforcement Hall, in the solemn hall.
Yan Lu Elder sat upright with a calm expression on his face, showing no anger or authority.
Zhao Kun had been simply bandaged and sat on the next chair with a pale face, staring at Fang Han with malicious eyes.
Fang Han and Yun Qianyue stood quietly in the hall with calm expressions.
"Tell me, why are you fighting privately?"
Yan Lu Elder's voice was deep and had a sense of oppression.
Zhao Kun spoke first, his voice weak but filled with hatred.
"Yan Elder, a disciple passed by here and met Fang Han. He came up to say hello out of good intentions, but Fang Han made rude remarks and insulted senior brother Chu Feng,"
"I am so angry that I cannot argue with him, but he suddenly gets violent and hurts others! Please Elder make the decision for me!"
He confuses right and wrong and puts all the blame on Fang Han.
Yan Lu Elder turned his attention to Fang Han.
"Fang Han, what do you have to say?"
Fang Han's expression remained unchanged and he held his hands in front of him.
"Back to Elder, he is confusing right and wrong. He first blocked the road and provoked me, and then insulted Yun Qianyue who was traveling with me."
"In the end, he was the first to draw his sword and take action. The disciple was forced to defend himself. Please Elder to observe clearly."
Yun Qianyue also spoke in a clear voice.
"What Elder, Fang Han said is true. Zhao Kun's words were filthy and unpalatable. He was also the one who took action first."
Yan Lu Elder After listening to the statements from both sides, he also asked several witness disciples who were invited to basically reconstruct what happened.
He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly, his voice carrying unquestionable determination.
"Zhao Kun, you provoked first, spoke inappropriately, and then acted first. You cannot escape the blame of provocation."
"Fang Han, although you were acting in self-defense, you struck too hard, fighting with the same sect, and actually causing serious injuries to others, which is also inappropriate."
"This Elder ruling: Zhao Kun, three months of the sect's contribution will be confiscated, Fang Han, one month of the sect's contribution will be confiscated as a punishment, I hope you and others will take it as a warning!"
This punishment seems to be a slap in the face, but it clearly favors Zhao Kun, who made the first move and verbally insulted his fellow students.
Fang Han frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that there might be a personal relationship between Yan Elder and Chu Feng.
Zhao Kun's eyes flashed with a hint of pride.
At this moment, a woman's voice, as cold as jade but with a hint of anger, came from outside the palace.
"Yan Elder, your judgment is unfair, isn't it?"
Before he finished speaking, a tall and graceful figure wearing a water-blue dress had already entered the hall.
The person who came here had an extremely beautiful appearance, and a temperament as cold as a lotus in the snow-capped mountains, but there was a heroic air between his brows that showed no anger and self-respect.
It is Prodigy Ranking who is ranked eighteenth and the second senior sister of the sect, Yun Muyao!
She obviously came in a hurry, and her hair was a little fluttering, but when her clear eyes swept across the venue, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop a bit.