In the courtyard, there are pavilions, bridges, flowing water, and exotic flowers and plants dotted throughout, creating a wonderful view.
Hundreds of young disciples have already gathered, all of them are elite talents from various sects and major Lineage who came to celebrate their birthdays. The men are handsome, the women are charming, their auras vary in strength, but the worst ones are also Seventh Rank. It can be said that they are a gathering of talents.
As soon as the three people appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of most of the audience.
Especially Fang Han has become the absolute focus.
Curiosity, exploration, admiration, jealousy, dissatisfaction, fighting spirit... all kinds of complex emotions are intertwined in the gazes projected on them.
Obviously, the news that he defeated Lei Gang in one move has already spread.
"Is that Fang Han from the Azure Profound Sect?"
"You are indeed young! I heard that Lei Gang from the Iron Fist Sect the day before yesterday didn't take a single move from him!"
"Prodigy Ranking No. 100... It seems that he does have real talent and learning, and it's not a fluke."
"Next to him are Azure Profound Sect True Disciple Luo Bingyun and Qin Hao, right? The Azure Profound Sect generation is full of talents."
Low murmurs spread among the crowd.
Many young talents took the initiative to greet Fang Han and the three of them, with the intention of making friends in their words.
Fang Han looked calm, returned the courtesy one by one, behaved appropriately, and was neither arrogant nor overly enthusiastic.
Luo Bingyun is as cold as ever, just nodding slightly and cherishing the words like gold.
Qin Hao, on the other hand, seems more generous and can chat with some people who seem to be interested in him.
However, in this seemingly harmonious atmosphere, several cold, sharp and unabashedly hostile gazes stabbed him like poisonous needles.
Fang Han felt something in his heart and turned around to look.
Not far away, I saw a group of disciples wearing Nether Pavilion costumes gathering together. The leader was the gloomy-looking Qin Xiaoran!
"Fang Han..."
Seeing Fang Han looking at them, Qin Xiaoran's eyes flashed coldly. Instead of avoiding them, he snorted coldly, pushed away the crowd, and strode towards Fang Han and the others.
Wherever he passed, the crowd separated automatically, and an invisible smell of gunpowder seemed to fill the air.
Everyone's eyes gathered here, full of expectation and excitement.
The show is about to begin!
"Fang Han, you're finally here, I thought you didn't dare to show up!"
Qin Xiaoran stood a few feet in front of Fang Han, staring at Fang Han with eyes like hooks, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger and sarcasm.
"Brother Qin is joking. How can Fang not come to Senior Zhang's birthday party?"
"Brother Qin, on the other hand, is in the mood to come to the birthday banquet even though he has already failed, which makes me a little confused."
Before that, Fang Han had seen the portrait of Qin Xiaoran, so he recognized the person coming as Qin Xiaoran at a glance.
He looked at Qin Xiaoran with flat eyes and a hint of mockery in his tone.
Every word is heart-breaking, poking Qin Xiaoran right where it hurts.
"Fang Han! Don't try to use your words! If Non-Self has been in seclusion before and has no record of fighting, how can you be lucky enough to be on the list?"
Qin Xiaoran's face turned red instantly, the veins on his forehead throbbed, his breathing became a little heavier, and he growled.
"Today, I want to challenge you in front of everyone! Look at how much weight you have to squeeze me out of Prodigy Ranking. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
The loud voice spread throughout the courtyard, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Now that Azure Profound Sect is here to celebrate his birthday, in full view of everyone, if he refuses to fight, it will undoubtedly damage Azure Profound Sect's reputation.
Fang Han is naturally impossible to refuse.
Moreover, he never thought of refusing.
"Since Brother Qin insists on humiliating himself, Fang will help you."
Fang Han The corner of his mouth raised a cold arc, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.
"I accept your challenge."
"Okay!"
Qin Xiaoran A sinister smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"It's great! Then please do it!"
He pointed to a spacious arena in the center of the courtyard that had been built and paved with hard Azure Gangstone.
The crowd suddenly became excited and rushed toward the ring, their faces full of excitement and anticipation.
"The fight is about to begin, Qin Xiaoran challenges Fang Han!"
"Prodigy Ranking's showdown between the old and the new! It's going to be exciting now!"
"Who do you think can win?"
"I am optimistic about Qin Xiaoran. After all, he was once a veteran genius with a profound background. He will definitely improve in this retreat!"
"I think Fang Han has a better chance of winning. He defeated Lei Gang in one move!"
Amid the commotion, Fang Han and Qin Xiaoran, one behind the other, slowly stepped onto the ring, five feet apart, facing each other.
The atmosphere was tense instantly!
At the same time, there is a three-story elegant attic just separated from the garden. The view from the third floor can give you a panoramic view of the arena.
At this time, on the third floor of the attic, more than ten men and women with profound auras were sitting on the railing, drinking tea and chatting.
The one in the middle is today's birthday boy, Zhang Clan Head Zhang Yuanshan. His face is rosy and his aura is so vast that it is hard to fathom.
The people around him are surprisingly Azure Profound Sect Instruction Hall, the master of the hall Shen Moyan, and Withered Wood Elder of the Nether Pavilion!
Obviously, this place is where the most distinguished guests of the birthday banquet are.
The movement in the courtyard next door was naturally invisible to them.
Seeing Qin Xiaoran challenging Fang Han, several bosses showed interest in their eyes.
Shen Moyan held the tea cup, his eyes fell on Fang Han and Qin Xiaoran, who were facing each other below. With a faint smile on his face, he said to Withered Wood Elder, who looked haggard beside him.
"Withered Wood Elder, your nephew Qin is a bit impatient. Mr. Zhang's birthday party is a festive day. It's okay for young people to discuss and exchange ideas, but if the fight goes too far, I'm afraid it won't be beautiful."
Withered Wood Elder raised his eyelids slightly and made a hoarse voice like sandpaper:
"Lord Shen, you are worrying too much. It is normal for young people to be strong-willed and eager to win. You and I are both here."
"Xiao Ran has been in seclusion for several months, and his cultivation has improved quite a lot. I just want to ask this new genius of your sect for some advice. I think Hall Master Shen wouldn't mind letting the juniors test his martial arts, right?"
His words were plain, but they contained an edge, and he seemed quite confident in Qin Xiaoran.
Shen Moyan smiled slightly, said no more, and looked downstairs again, but deep in his eyes, there was a faint trace of expectation.
Fang Han, don't let the sect down.
Above the arena, the atmosphere was as frozen as ice.
Qin Xiaoran stared at Fang Han, with anger and murderous intent intertwined in his eyes, almost gushing out.
He was aroused by Fang Han's words, and the humiliation and anger that had been simmering in his chest for several days suddenly burst out.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth! Let me tear your mouth apart and see if you can still be arrogant!"
Qin Xiaoran roared low, said no more, and the aura around him exploded.
A tyrannical Internal Qi that far exceeded that of the early stage of the fifth level was like a volcanic eruption, surging out of his body, bringing with it bursts of cold and biting whirlwind.
The pair of blue claw blades he wore on his hands were instantly covered with a layer of dark light that was so rich that it could not be broken away.
There is a faint glow at the tip of the blade, exuding a heart-stopping sharpness and evil aura.
"Mid-grade fifth grade?!"
"Qin Xiaoran actually broke through to the middle stage of fifth grade!"
"No wonder he is so confident!"
There was an exclamation of surprise from the audience.
Many people who were originally optimistic about Fang Han suddenly became serious.
There is a gap in the power and quality of Internal Qi between the middle stage of the fifth stage and the early stage of the fifth stage, which undoubtedly tilts the balance of victory and defeat.
The area where Nether Pavilion's disciples were was burst into cheers, and the corners of Withered Wood Elder's Gujing Wubo's face also moved slightly.
Luo Bingyun and Qin Hao looked at each other and saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.
They know very well that at the fifth level, even a small difference in realm is huge.
Facing Qin Xiaoran's sudden burst of mid-level fifth-level cultivation and the unparalleled claws, a trace of solemnity flashed deep in Fang Han's eyes, but his expression remained calm.
Just when the dark claw shadow tearing Void Sundering's energy is about to approach--
"Buzz!"
The aura around him also suddenly changed, and an equally majestic, vast, pure and concise Internal Qi suddenly bloomed.
The color is deep and almost ink-green, with the agility and sharpness of the wind flowing through it. It is clearly the middle stage of the fifth grade!
"Keng!"
Flowing Wind Sword Qingyue came out of its sheath, and the second strike came first. When there was no time to strike, it was positioned with incomparable precision on the most powerful node of Qin Xiaoran's claw blade.
"Dang--!"
The piercing sound of gold and iron exploded, and sparks flew everywhere!
A wave of air visible to the naked eye centered on the place where the two met and spread suddenly, making the clothes of the disciples who were close to the audience rustle and make their cheeks hurt.
Both of them swayed slightly, and then slid back half a step at the same time. They were evenly matched!
"What?! You... you are also in the middle stage of fifth grade?!"
The ferocious smile on Qin Xiaoran's face instantly solidified, replaced by unbelievable horror.
His eyes were wide open, staring at Fang Han, as if he wanted to see through him.
He practiced hard in seclusion and relied on the sect's resources and his own accumulation to luckily break through to the middle stage of the fifth rank. He thought he would be able to crush Fang Han and avenge his previous shame.
But he never expected that Fang Han's cultivation level was no worse than his!
There was even more uproar in the audience!
"Mid-level fifth grade! Fang Han also broke through!"
"Beginner stage It took more than a year to reach the middle stage of the fifth grade... this cultivation speed is too terrifying!"
"No wonder he can defeat Lei Gang with one move. It turns out that his cultivation level has reached such a level!"
"This is a good fight. We are both in the middle stage of fifth grade. The outcome is unpredictable!"
Azure Profound Sect disciples were in high spirits, clenching their fists one after another, and hope rekindled in their eyes.
On the attic, a hint of imperceptible approval flashed in Shen Moyan's eyes. He picked up Teacup and took a sip.
Withered Wood Elder's brows frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"So what if you are also in the middle stage of fifth grade? I have practiced claw technique for many years, how can it be compared to your Sword Technique?"
Qin Xiaoran quickly suppressed the shock in his heart, and his eyes became more serious.
He knew very well that he must not show cowardice at this moment, otherwise he would lose three points before fighting.
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly swayed and turned into three Shadowveil that were difficult to distinguish from reality and pounced on Fang Han from different angles!
As his claws waved, a series of black claw shadows filled the air. They were treacherous and cunning, carrying a biting cold air and strange fluctuations that seemed to tear apart the soul, covering all the vital parts of Fang Han's body.
The claw wind is shrill and shrill, as if countless innocent souls are wailing, disturbing people's minds.