Fang Han didn't wait too long. After about a stick of incense, there was a commotion outside the crowd.
I saw Su Yu slowly approaching, surrounded by a group of Rain Listening Tower disciples, Deacon, and Elder.
The leader is an old man, wearing Rain Listening Tower Elder clothes, with a deep aura, and a faint light in his eyes. It is Elder who Rain Listening Tower came to celebrate his birthday this time.
Su Yu changed into a green robe today, which made his face look like a crown jewel and his temperament was outstanding.
He still had that comfortable smile on his face and walked calmly, as if he was not participating in a fight between dragons and tigers, but an elegant appointment.
"Brother Fang, I've been waiting for a long time."
Su Yu walked to the field and bowed to Fang Han.
"Brother Su, you're welcome, please."
Fang Han opened his eyes and returned the gift.
The two of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
"Keng!"
Fang Han's eyes flashed with light.
Flowing Wind Sword Qing Yue unsheathed the sword, the dark green sword flowing with restrained brilliance.
The middle stage of the fifth grade <Mystic Wind Art>Internal Qi was poured into the sword without reservation, and the meaning of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> at the Minor Accomplishment level exploded!
Forty percent of "Wind Momentum" was activated, and the surrounding air flow seemed to be summoned by the invisible king, gathering and compressing towards the sword body crazily!
Before the sword moved, a powerful Sword Intent that seemed to be able to tear the void spread out, making people's skin feel cold.
Su Yu's eyes narrowed, and the smile on his face faded slightly, becoming a little more solemn.
He touched his right hand on his waist, and there was a flute in his hand, about two feet long, completely translucent white, resembling jade but not jade, and looking like gold but not gold.
There are seven sound holes on the flute body. Under the infusion of Internal Qi, it emits a strange rhythmic fluctuation.
It is his weapon-"Wondrous Melody Flute".
His wrist flicked, and Wondrous Melody Flute drew a mysterious trajectory.
The aura around him suddenly became erratic, and an invisible rhythmic fluctuation spread quietly around it.
"Tsk--!"
Fang Han is the first to attack!
Flowing Wind Sword turned into a cyan lightning that tore through the sky, faster than the naked eye could catch, and pierced Su Yu's throat.
Sword Intent is fierce and unstoppable, which is exactly the starting point of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>. It seems simple, but it contains endless tricks.
Su Yu did not dodge or evade, Wondrous Melody Flute rushed out quickly, and aimed directly at Flowing Wind Sword's sword spine.
At the same time, he Internal Qi surged in the flute at a specific frequency, and a strange, low flute sound that seemed to penetrate the soul quietly overflowed.
"Ding--!"
The flute and sword intersected, making a clear and melodious sound. It was not the sound of gold and iron, but like jade chimes striking each other.
A strange sound wave mixed with the condensed Internal Qi was transmitted along the sword body, causing Fang Han's wrist to go numb slightly, and Sword Intent to feel an extremely slight hesitation.
What's even more troublesome is that when the flute sound reaches his ears, Fang Han feels his mind swaying slightly, as if there are countless fine needles piercing the sea of consciousness.
Although it is not strong, it disturbs people's minds and has a slight impact on the accuracy of the moves and the operation of Internal Qi.
"Yinlu martial arts is really weird!"
Fang Han felt awe-struck and quickly collected his thoughts.
Spirit-Condensing Pill's strengthened spirit makes him more resistant to this type of musical martial arts than ordinary warriors of the same realm.
Flowing Wind Sword was shocked, and the sword moves changed, turning into several sword shadows that were difficult to distinguish from real and real, covering all the major points in Su Yu's body.
Su Yu's figure is erratic, like catkins in the wind, while Wondrous Melody Flute points, sweeps, or plucks. His moves are exquisite and agile, and he always resolves Fang Han's offensive at the most opportune moment.
And the eerie flute sound never ceases.
Sometimes it is high-pitched and agitated, disrupting Qi and blood.
Sometimes it is a low whimper that corrodes the mind; sometimes it is sharp and harsh, making people irritated.
Intangible and qualityless, it is impossible to guard against.
"Dang, Dang, Dang--"
The two fought quickly, exchanging more than ten moves in an instant.
The sword light was like lightning, flute shadows were flying, and the sound of energy clashing mixed with the weird flute sound, making the battle extremely fierce.
Fang Han's Sword Technique is so fierce and fast that it seems to be able to tear Void Sundering apart, and its offensive is like mercury pouring down the ground.
Su Yu's flute law is unpredictable, and it can lead to offense while defending, especially the technique of disturbing the enemy with sound waves, which is even more troublesome.
After a brief confrontation, the two of them were evenly matched, with no one taking any obvious advantage.
'He is indeed a powerful enemy!'
Fang Han's eyes became more competitive, confirming his previous guess.
The strength of Su Yu is definitely higher than that of Qin Xiaoran!
'Stronger than expected!'
And Su Yu's heart was also filled with waves.
After watching the battle yesterday, he knew that Fang Han Sword Technique was powerful and Body Movement was superb. Now that he was facing it in person, the pressure he felt was greater than expected.
His 'Bewildering Mind Melody' was unable to have much impact on the other party, as the other party's concentration of mind was far beyond that of his peers.
Both of them put away the last trace of contempt in their hearts, no longer held back, and fully displayed their respective strengths!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
On the arena, Sword Qi was moving vertically and horizontally, the sound of flutes was lingering, and the figures were flashing and intertwined, and the speed was dizzying.
The fierce Sword Qi left deep marks on the ground from time to time, while the invisible sound waves shook the air into ripples.
Both of them had wounds on their bodies.
Fang Han's left arm sleeve was swept by the flute wind and torn open, leaving a bloody trace.
Su Yu's shoulder was also brushed by Sword Qi. His clothes were torn and blood seeped out.
Although both of them are protected by soft armor, the fierce energy contained in the attack can still cause damage through the soft armor defense.
It's just that the injuries were greatly weakened.
The battle situation is becoming more and more fierce!
The audience in the audience was so excited that they didn't dare to breathe.
This battle is far more exciting and dangerous than yesterday!
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought over three hundred moves!
Every move was done with all one's strength, causing both sides Internal Qi to consume a lot of money.
His breath is no longer as long as before, and there are more scars on his body, but his eyes are getting sharper and his momentum has not diminished at all.
Obviously, everyone has used their ability to press the bottom of the box, and the winner is about to be determined!
"Take my sword again!"
Fang Han roared suddenly, Internal Qi circulated in the body at an unprecedented speed, Qichong Acupoint "Tide Surge" Divine Treasury was quietly activated, and Internal Qi exploded instantly.
Flowing Wind Sword let out a deafening sword cry.
Wind Momentum, which exceeded 40%, was activated, and the space around the sword seemed to be slightly distorted!
With a sword thrust out, the wind condensed into an ultimate sword light that seemed to be able to penetrate the void, carrying the indomitable intention of killing, going straight to Su Yu's heart!
"Ji--!"
Su Yu's face was solemn as never before, and Wondrous Melody Flute danced quickly, leaving numerous flute shadows in front of him, as if weaving an invisible network of music.
At the same time, he took a deep breath, brought Wondrous Melody Flute to his lips, and blew out an extremely sharp single note!
The sound wave was highly condensed and turned into an invisible sharp arrow, which was the first to hit the sword light of Fang Han!
"Bang!"
The sound arrow and the sword light collided first, and both were annihilated, exploding into an invisible air wave.
But Fang Han's sword movement only stagnated slightly, and he continued to move forward, pointing towards the network of music laid by Su Yu.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-poof!'
The flute shadows shattered one after another, Su Yu groaned, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and staggered back.
Fang Han is unyielding when he has the upper hand. He forcefully takes a mouthful of Internal Qi, and Flowing Wind Sword follows him like a shadow, stabbing Su Yu through the empty door!
A hint of determination flashed in Su Yu's eyes, and Wondrous Melody Flute stepped in front of him without any hesitation.
"Dang--!"
A bang!
Su Yu felt an irresistible surge of force, the tiger's mouth burst open, Wondrous Melody Flute flew out, and the whole person fell out like a kite with its string cut off.
After landing, he took seven or eight steps back before barely standing still. His face was pale and his breath was disordered.
And Fang Han had already come closer in an instant. The tip of the sword was pointed three inches in front of his throat. The coldness emanating from the cold sword edge stimulated tiny pimples on his skin.
The victory or defeat has been decided!
Fang Han, win!
It's just that it's extremely difficult to win, and it can be called a narrow victory!
Fang Han slowly sheathed his sword, his face was also pale, his chest was rising and falling violently, it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy.
He looked at Su Yu and said solemnly, "Process."
Su Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and revealed a complicated smile on his face, filled with regret and admiration.
"Brother Fang's Sword Technique, Su... is convinced that he lost."
This battle can be called the most intense and enjoyable battle since his training!
After a brief silence, the audience burst into cheers and exclamations!
Azure Profound Sect disciple is even more excited!
Fang Han, lost two talented kids in a row who are expected to reach Prodigy Ranking.
After this battle, Fang Han and Prodigy Ranking's position as the 100th one will no longer be able to be shaken!
Watching Su Yu disappear, the noisy discussion in the martial arts arena is still surging like a tide, but Fang Han seems to have not been heard.
His face was calm and he turned a blind eye to the various complex looks cast around him.
He mentioned Flowing Wind Sword, turned around and walked steadily through the crowd, heading towards the independent courtyard where he temporarily lived in Azure Profound Branch Courtyard.
Today's battle with Su Yu seems to be the final victory, but the dangers of the process are only his own.
Su Yu's musical rhythm martial arts are unpredictable, especially the invisible and qualityless sonic attack that penetrates directly into the mind.
If his mind hadn't been nourished by Spirit-Condensing Pill and became far more refined than his peers, he would have been defeated long ago.
At this moment, after the fierce battle, nearly half of the Internal Qi in the body was consumed. There was a faint feeling of emptiness in the meridians, and the spirit also felt a little tired.
But correspondingly, the fierce battle also brought rich rewards.
In my mind, various images of the fight with Su Yu kept flashing, decomposing, and reorganizing.
The opponent's exquisite and agile flute technique, the treacherous and difficult-to-prevent sound attacks, the gains and losses in response to his own sword moves, the subtle changes in Body Movement's flash... Countless insights are like stars, floating and colliding in the lake of his heart.
These are extremely precious practical experiences and martial arts insights. If they can be digested calmly, they will be of great benefit to his Sword Technique and Body Movement.
Returning to the quiet courtyard, the screen retreated to the left and right, and Fang Han walked straight into Quiet Room.
He first took two pills of True Spirit Pill, sat cross-legged on the futon, raised his five hearts to the sky, and <Mystic Wind Art> was running slowly.
Guide the power of the medicine to dissolve, restoring the lost Internal Qi, while gradually calming down the agitated mind.
About an hour later, Fang Han slowly opened his eyes. There was a gleam of energy in his eyes, and the tiredness disappeared.
He stood up, picked up Flowing Wind Sword, and walked to the open space in the courtyard paved with Azure Gangstone.
The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled light spots, and the breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of vegetation.
Fang Han stood quietly in the center, closed his eyes, and relived the details of the fight with Su Yu in his mind, focusing on the use of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>.
Su Yu's flute technique is exquisite and unpredictable, and its sound attack disturbs the enemy, making it even more difficult to guard against.
Under this pressure, his timing when drawing the sword, his conversion of Sword Intent, and his fine control of the combination of Internal Qi and "Wind Momentum" were all pushed to the limit.
It also exposed some subtle sluggishness and deficiencies that are difficult to detect in daily practice.