"Ding-boom!"
The tip of the sword and the edge of the fist collided violently.
First there was a crisp sound of metal and metal, followed by a dull thunderous sound of energy and explosion.
A circular air wave visible to the naked eye centered on the place where the two met and spread suddenly.
The dust and grass clippings on the ground were stirred up, and Xiao Chen and Song Xiang were blown away, retreating repeatedly, almost unable to open their eyes.
Fang Han's figure swayed slightly and then stabilized.
"Deng, Deng, Deng -"
Li Qinghong felt a sharp and unparalleled force invading along the meridians of his arm, which contained a strange tearing feeling.
The shock caused his blood to boil, and he couldn't help but take three steps back before he could barely get rid of the force.
He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Han, with a trace of horror in his eyes.
The opponent's Internal Qi is not weaker than his own, and the strange power contained in Sword Technique...
Before he could think about it, Fang Han had already counterattacked!
"Chi chi chi -"
<Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> unfolded, the sword light was like wind and lightning, unpredictable, with a sharp killing intention, covering all the vital parts of Li Qinghong.
At the same time, <Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> was pushed to the extreme, and its figure was erratic like a ghost, leaving behind a series of afterimages in the field that were difficult to capture.
Li Qinghong was shocked and angry. He waved his fists and used <Army-Breaking Fist> to the extreme. The shadows of his fists were like mountains, trying to defeat cleverness with strength and defeat cleverness with clumsiness.
However, Fang Han's Body Movement is too agile and cunning.
He often punches out, but what he hits is just the afterimage left by Fang Han.
But Fang Han's sword always struck from incredible angles, with tricky angles and extremely fast speeds, forcing him to panic.
"Tsk!"
With a flash of sword light, Li Qinghong's robe was cut open under his ribs, and a trace of blood appeared.
"Asshole!"
Li Qinghong roared angrily and punched harder, trying to suppress him forcefully.
But Fang Han didn't fight him head-on. He relied on his exquisite Body Movement to move around and fight, and the sword light was like gangrene attached to the bone, constantly adding tiny wounds to his body.
Although it was not deep, it greatly disturbed his mind and consumed his physical strength and Internal Qi.
The fight between the two was as fast as lightning, and the sound of explosive energy clashing was endless.
The powerful shock wave continued to spread in all directions, destroying the vegetation on the edge of the open space and leaving shallow pits on the ground.
Such a huge movement has already alarmed other disciples in Zi Courtyard.
One after another figures were rushing from all over the place, and when they saw the two people fighting from a distance, they all had shocked expressions on their faces.
"It's senior brothers Fang Han and Li Qinghong!"
"Why did they start fighting?"
"What a fierce battle, is this the strength of General Ranking's thirtieth?"
There were exclamations and discussions one after another.
Yun Qianyue, Li Feng, Shi Meng, Huang Ling'er and other top disciples of Zi Courtyard also arrived one after another. When they saw the scene on the field, their expressions changed.
Yun Qianyue's bright eyes above the purple gauze flashed a hint of surprise, while Li Feng's eyes were sharp and he clenched the knife in his hand.
Soon, several powerful auras quickly approached.
I saw Chen Xuan Elder, surrounded by Deacon, walking quickly with a serious look on his face.
"Stop!"
Wu Hao Deacon Seeing this, he shouted in a deep voice, his voice like rolling thunder, trying to separate the two of them.
However, the two men were fighting fiercely in the field. How could they stop easily under the influence of Qi?
Chen Xuan Elder raised his hand to stop Wu Hao Deacon who was about to step forward and forcefully separate the two of them. His eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the battlefield.
Especially when he paused for a moment on the unpredictable Body Movement of Fang Han, a trace of imperceptible admiration flashed in his eyes.
He asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Why are you fighting here privately?"
Xiao Chen quickly stepped forward and reported what happened quickly and clearly, emphasizing that it was Li Qinghong who took the lead despite Fang Han's refusal to challenge.
Chen Xuan Elder After listening, his expression remained unchanged and his eyes turned to the battlefield again.
"Elder, do you want to stop it?"
Wu Hao Deacon asked in a low voice.
Chen Xuan Elder shook his head slightly, still staring at Fang Han's figure, and whispered.
"It doesn't matter, Fang Han has not fallen behind. Moreover... this kind of actual combat is also a rare test for Fang Han. We just need to ensure that we take action at the critical moment and do not take any lives."
He could clearly see that Fang Han had already controlled the rhythm of the battle.
The door under Fang Han's feet has reached the level of the Proficiency Realm <Flowing Wind Shadowless Step>, playing a vital role.
It is precisely with this extraordinary Body Movement and Fang Han that they can deal with the fierce Li Qinghong and gain the upper hand!
"Why is it so difficult?"
In the battlefield, Li Qinghong became more frightened the more he fought.
He originally thought that Fang Han just had amazing talent in cultivation and must lack actual combat experience.
But I never expected that Fang Han's actual combat ability would be so sophisticated!
Sword Technique is just cunning and fierce, but Body Movement is even more elusive, leaving him with no power but difficulty in using it to his fullest.
The opponent's grasp of timing and use of moves are simply not like a disciple of Beginner stage who has only been a disciple for more than a year.
"Pfft!"
Another sword light passed by, Li Qinghong dodged a little slowly, and another blood mark appeared on his left arm.
He was anxious and angry, and he felt an indescribable sense of frustration.
If you lose in the rankings, will you lose to this newcomer in actual combat too?
Just then.
Fang Han's eyes flashed, Flowing Wind Sword let out a sharp whistle, and the Wind Momentum condensed on the sword suddenly surged.
The speed of the sword increased to the extreme in an instant, turning into a cyan lightning that tore through the void, and with lightning speed, it pierced the empty door of Li Qinghong's chest that was slightly opened due to the exertion of force.
Li Qinghong's pupils shrank suddenly and turned pale in horror. He hurriedly crossed his arms to block, and Internal Qi surged out.
"Dang--click!"
The point of the sword hit his crossed arms, making a deafening explosion, followed by a slight sound of bones breaking.
Li Qinghong felt an irresistible force mixed with extremely sharp Sword Qi penetrated his body. His chest felt like a heavy hammer, and his energy and blood surged up.
"Wow!"
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, and fell heavily to the ground several feet away. After struggling twice, he was unable to get up immediately.
The robe on his chest was torn to pieces, and a hideous wound deep enough to the bone was clearly visible, and the blood quickly dyed the clothes red.
He raised his head and looked at Fang Han, who was standing with a sword and his breathing was slightly short. His eyes were full of unwillingness, resentment, and a trace of fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
Defeated! Completely defeated!
We lost the ranking competition, and the actual battle was also a complete defeat!
There was silence all around.
All the disciples who were watching, including a few Deacon who rushed over in a hurry, looked at this scene with some surprise.
Li Qinghong, a disciple of the veteran True Disciple, not only ranked worse than Fang Han, but even lost to Fang Han, who was best at actual combat, just over a year old than Beginner stage!
And it was defeated so simply!
The way everyone looked at Fang Han completely changed.
Originally, some people may have doubted the ranking of Fang Han, but now there is no doubt.
Fang Han is not only ranked high, but his actual combat ability is also monster-level!
Chen Xuan Elder had a look of satisfaction in his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself. He waved his hand and gave instructions to Deacon beside him.
"Take Li Qinghong to the Law Enforcement Hall and hand him over to the Law Enforcement Hall for handling according to law. If you openly attack fellow disciples, provoke and cause trouble, the crime will be increased to one level."
"Yes, Elder."
Two Deacon stepped forward and helped up the seriously injured Li Qinghong.
Li Qinghong's face was ashen, and he allowed Deacon to hold on, staring at Fang Han, but he couldn't say a word.
Chen Xuan Elder then turned around and looked at Fang Han, with a kind smile on his face and said warmly.
"Yes, Sword Technique and Body Movement are all very diligent. When facing the enemy in battle, they are calm and calm, and they have the right sense of proportion. They have not lost my reputation as Zi Courtyard."
"Li Qinghong took action forcefully, and the disciple had no choice but to challenge, which disturbed Elder."
Fang Han sheathed the sword, bowed and saluted.
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Xuan Elder waved his hand.
"This matter is not your fault. You should practice hard and practice diligently. You will reach a higher realm soon."
"Disciple, please remember the teachings of Elder."
Fang Han bowed again.
Chen Xuan Elder nodded and encouraged Fang Han a few more words before leaving with a group of Deacon and Li Qinghong.
The disciples who were watching gradually dispersed with various complicated and unspeakable emotions.
In the open space, only Fang Han and Xiao Chen were left, as well as a messy trace of the fight.
Xiao Chen walked up to Fang Han, looked at his friend, opened his mouth, and finally turned into a sigh of admiration with great emotion.
"Awesome!"
Fang Han let out a breath of turbid air, and glanced at the bloodstains and potholes on the ground, a chill flashing through his eyes.
Song Xiang has escaped at some point. Li Qinghong will come to Zi Courtyard to challenge him. I am afraid that Chu Feng's provocation is indispensable. Song Xiang who followed Li Qinghong is the best proof.
The next morning, the morning sun shone down, coating Azure Profound Mountain with a layer of light gold.
Fang Han had already gotten up, washed and had breakfast.
Today, he put on a clean cyan disciple uniform, Flowing Wind Sword hanging on his waist, his breath was calm, and his eyes were clear.
When I came outside the house, I just stood still when I saw a figure coming from the path. It was Chen Xuan Elder.
Today's Chen Xuan Elder is wearing a formal blue robe Elder, with a solemn face, but there is a trace of gentleness and expectation in the eyes that look at Fang Han.
"Fang Han, come with me to see the sect master."
Chen Xuan Elder is concise and concise, but there is a solemn tone in his tone.
"Yes, Elder."
Fang Han bowed and saluted with a calm expression.
Chen Xuan Elder The look of approval in his eyes flashed away, he said no more, turned around and led the way.
Fang Han followed up, one after the other, leaving Zi Courtyard and heading towards Azure Profound Mountain along a wide bluestone main road.
Along the way, I met fewer and fewer disciples, but the aura of the people I saw was not weak, and there were even some wearing Deacon and Elder costumes.
When they see Chen Xuan Elder, they stop to salute or say hello.
When his eyes glanced at Fang Han behind him, they were mostly filled with inquiry, surprise, and even a hint of subtle complexity.
Fang Han's name has already spread among the top leaders of the sect.
After about a stick of incense, the two came to a magnificent hall.
The gate of the palace is several feet high and is made of precious red sandalwood. It is carved with cloud patterns and cranes, showing its simplicity and vicissitudes of life.
Above the plaque, three characters - Sect Master's Hall - are written in powerful ancient seal script.