The dusk was getting darker, True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex outside, Chu Feng's figure cast a long shadow in the sunset, with an oppressive chill.
He stood in front of the closed courtyard door and glanced at the door coldly, as if he could penetrate the door panel and see the person inside who he hated so much.
There was no knocking on the door, no communication.
Chu Feng suddenly raised his hand, and the majestic Internal Qi in his body suddenly exploded, condensed in the palm of his hand, and with a violent aura, he slapped the courtyard door with a fierce palm!
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the solid courtyard door shattered, and sawdust flew, revealing Maid and Servant in panic in the courtyard.
Qui Lan was directing a few people to clean the courtyard, and was frightened by this sudden change. His delicate body trembled slightly.
Chu Feng stepped into the courtyard, exuding a heart-stopping cold and stern aura. His eyes swept over everyone like a knife, and finally settled on Qui Lan.
"Where is Fang Han? Tell him to come out and see me!"
Chu Feng's voice was hoarse and low, containing irrepressible anger.
Qui Lan suppressed the fear in his heart, took a step forward, bowed and saluted, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:
"Chu... Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother Fang... he went out a few days ago and has not returned yet."
"Not here?"
Chu Feng's eyes were sharp, and the aura around him suddenly intensified, pressing towards Qui Lan and others like an invisible mountain.
"Plop... Plop..."
Maid and Servant in the courtyard are not even Inner Qi Realm warriors. How can they withstand the pressure of such genius True Disciple?
Suddenly, his legs went weak, and one after another he collapsed to the ground under the pressure of this terrifying momentum. His face was pale, he had difficulty breathing, and his eyes were full of fear.
Qui Lan has the highest level of cultivation, reaching Ninth Grade Inner Qi Realm, but under the terrifying momentum of Chu Feng in the late fifth stage, he is still crumbling, with fine cold sweat oozing out from his forehead.
He clenched his teeth and barely managed to keep himself from falling, but his face was completely pale.
Chu Feng looked at the subordinates of Fang Han in front of him, thinking of the humiliation Fang Han had brought to him, and the pent-up anger in his chest seemed to have found an outlet.
He did not regain his momentum, but instead became a little heavier. He looked coldly at Qui Lan and others struggling on the ground, as if this could alleviate the hatred in his heart.
"Master Chu's nephew, why do you need to be on the same level as a handyman disciple?"
Just then, a gentle voice sounded.
Deacon Zhou Heng of True Transmission Courtyard appeared at the entrance of the hospital at some unknown time. Looking at the scene in the hospital, he frowned slightly.
Chu Feng felt the aura on Zhou Heng that was not weaker than his own, snorted coldly, and slowly retracted the aura he had unleashed.
Zhou Heng Deacon who can serve in a place like True Transmission Courtyard is not an ordinary person. Even if he is the genius True Disciple, he has to give some face.
"Since Fang Han is not here, I will come again next time!"
Chu Feng glanced coldly at Qui Lan and others who were lying limply on the ground, turned around, and strode away from No. 35 Annex.
Zhou Heng looked at Chu Feng's leaving figure, shook his head slightly, looked at the shocked people in the hospital, and gave instructions.
"Take care of the yard."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Qui Lan and the others felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They struggled to get up, feeling terrified in their hearts. At the same time, they had a deeper understanding of Chu Feng's arrogance.
After Chu Feng left Fang Han's courtyard, he did not return to his residence, but went straight to the square where General Ranking Martial Dao Stele was located.
In the square at night, the white Jade Stele stands quietly, with a warm luster.
There are a few disciples practicing here and watching the rankings here and there.
Chu Feng ignored others and walked straight to the monument to stand.
His eyes were fixed on the word "Fang Han" located at the ninth position on the monument, with a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.
"Boom!"
Without too much brewing, Internal Qi, who was in the late fifth stage of Chu Feng's body, erupted suddenly, appearing even more pure and majestic than when he fought Fang Han before, with a faint hint of strange blood-colored luster.
He quickly drew his sword and slashed at Martial Dao Stele.
The sword wind was extremely fierce, with a sense of cruelty and determination, and it hit the monument hard.
"Buzz--!"
General Ranking Martial Dao Stele's whole body shines brightly, vibrates violently, and emits a low and mighty hum.
On the monument, the name Chu Feng suddenly lit up, and then the numbers representing the ranking began to beat!
Ten... nine!
The light gradually faded, and Chu Feng's name suddenly stayed at the "ninth" position of General Ranking, pushing Fang Han to the tenth position!
"Ninth... Senior brother Chu Feng is back in ninth place!"
"His aura... seems to be stronger. Did he have an adventure when he went out?"
"Senior brother Chu Feng returns to the ninth place, now there is something good to watch!"
The disciples who witnessed this scene in the square were immediately in an uproar, and the news quickly spread throughout the sect as if it had grown wings.
Everyone was surprised that Chu Feng actually regained the ranking in such a short period of time. Everyone had a premonition that there would be a battle between Chu Feng and Fang Han soon!
Two days later, Fang Han returned to the Azure Profound Sect dusty.
After traveling for two consecutive days, he did not feel much fatigue. On the contrary, under the terrifying increase of 128 times Footwork Talent, his understanding of <Windcloud Escape> became much deeper.
Body Movement becomes more circular when used, and its speed and stealth are improved.
However, as soon as he stepped into the mountain gate, he was keenly aware of something strange.
The disciples he met along the way looked at him with indescribable complex emotions, including curiosity and expectation, in addition to the usual awe.
Fang Han frowned slightly, a trace of doubt rising in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged and he walked back to True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex calmly.
The courtyard gate has been repaired. When he stepped into the courtyard, Qui Lan, who was directing the servants to do things, immediately came up to him, with a look of grievance and fear on his face.
"Senior brother, you are finally back!"
"What happened?"
Fang Han asked in a deep voice.
Qui Lan quickly told Fang Han exactly what happened the day before when Chu Feng broke into the hospital, oppressed everyone with his momentum, and subsequently returned to ninth place in the General Ranking Martial Dao Stele test.
Fang Han After listening, the cold light in his eyes flashed away.
He was angry at Chu Feng's anger and arrogance, but he was not panicked about Chu Feng's ranking improvement.
Those he surpassed have yet to be able to truly catch up again.
Compared with the last time they played against each other, Chu Feng has improved, but his Fang Han's progress will only be greater!
At this time, he noticed that the aura on Qui Lan was different from the past. It was much more solid. It had broken through the bottleneck of the Bone Refining Realm and reached the Ninth Grade Martial Artist level.
"Have you broken through to Ninth Grade?"
Fang Han asked in a slightly slower tone.
"I had a lucky breakthrough a few days ago, thanks to the Realm-Breaking Pill given by my senior brother."
Qui Lan heard this, with a hint of joy on his face and replied respectfully.
Fang Han nodded slightly:
"Yes, now that you have made a breakthrough, you are qualified to become an official disciple of the sect. I will apply for the status of an official disciple for you."
When Qui Lan heard this, his pretty face flushed with excitement, and he quickly bowed and saluted. "Thank you so much, senior brother. Qui Lan will definitely do his best to repay senior brother for his great kindness!"
Becoming an official disciple will allow you to receive 30 contribution points for free every month, which can not only be used to exchange for many resources, but also represents a change in status and a formal channel to obtain sect resources, which is hard to measure with money.
Fang Han waved his hand and was about to go to General Ranking Martial Dao Stele to take back the ranking.
That's all for the others. He was really unhappy to have Chu Feng weighing on him.
However, before he even took a step forward, there was a cold shout full of anger and challenge from outside the hospital, which exploded like thunder.
"Fang Han! Get out!"
It is the voice of Chu Feng!
Fang Han's eyes turned cold, he turned around and strode outside the hospital.
Outside the courtyard gate, Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, his aura surging around his body, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring at Fang Han who walked out.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and there seemed to be real sparks flying.
"Fang Han, you finally dare to show your face. I thought you were going to be a coward."
Chu Feng's voice is cold.
Fang Han glanced at Chu Feng and noticed that the other party's aura was much more powerful than half a month ago. He must have encountered something strange while he was out.
He doesn't find it strange that he is ranked Prodigy Ranking, which is his own luck.
He is like this, and Chu Feng is naturally like this.
And Chu Feng also felt a mountain-like, unfathomable aura from Fang Han, and felt a little chilled in his heart, surprised by the speed of improvement of Fang Han.
But soon, this surprise was replaced by stronger confidence.
The growth he has achieved in these half months is far beyond ordinary people's imagination!
"You dare to be so arrogant despite being defeated. People who don't know may think that you won the last fight."
Fang Han said coldly.
"You just got lucky with one move. Today, I'm going to avenge your shame and come to Combat Platform with me. Don't tell me you don't dare?"
Chu Feng's face turned ashen.
"My subordinates are defeated, why should I be afraid? I will accept your challenge."
Fang Han said with an icy voice.
"Okay! Combat Platform See you!"
Chu Feng snorted coldly, turned around and walked in the direction of Combat Platform.
Fang Han followed closely behind with calm steps.
The figure of the two walking towards Combat Platform, one behind the other, immediately attracted countless eyes.
The news spread quickly, True Transmission Courtyard, Twelve Courtyards... A large number of disciples heard the news and flocked to Combat Platform like a tide.
Everyone has a premonition that this will be a far more intense battle than last time!
On Combat Platform, Fang Han and Chu Feng are ten feet apart and opposite each other.
There is no unnecessary nonsense, the hatred and fighting spirit have already accumulated to the peak.
"Keng!"
"Qiang!"
Flowing Wind Sword and Crimson Pattern Sword came out of their sheaths almost at the same time!
Chu Feng was the first to activate, and Crimson Pattern Sword, attached to Internal Qi, emitted red light and turned into a bloody rainbow.
Sword Intent is more fierce and domineering than before, with a faint bloody and evil aura.
Stab straight into Fang Han's throat.
As soon as he takes action, his murderous intent is revealed.
Fang Han's eyes narrowed, and <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> unfolded.
Flowing Wind Sword, attached to Internal Qi, emitted cyan light and struck out with a sword without dodging.
Compared with half a month ago, his Sword Technique is more condensed and sharp.
The understanding of "Void Sundering" Artistic Conception was deeper. Wherever the sword light passed, the air made a subtle tearing sound.
"Dang--!"
The blood-red sword light and the condensed deep blue Sword Qi are like two meteors colliding violently!
The deafening sound of gold and iron clashed, and a circular shock wave visible to the naked eye centered on the point where the two swords collided and spread loudly.
The extremely hard Azure Gangstone countertop was plowed out by this violent force, with spiderweb-like cracks, stone chips flying, and smoke and dust filling the air.
Amid the turbulent air waves, Fang Han's figure is as steady as a rock, wearing a green robe.
The arm holding the sword was as steady as Mount Tai, and the tip of Flowing Wind Sword trembled slightly, making a clear and clear buzzing sound.
On the other hand, Chu Feng turned pale and took three steps back in a row without control.
Every step left clear footprints on the table, and it was only then that the overwhelming force was released.
His right hand holding the sword felt numb, and the blood on Crimson Pattern Sword dimmed a bit.