Fang Han stepped onto the Combat Platform, the hem of his white robe fluttering slightly with each step.
On the opposite side, Zhen Feixuan took the stage.
Her white outfit accentuated her tall and straight figure, her long black hair was tied back with a plain silver ring, and her beautiful face was free of makeup.
The two stood on the platform, facing each other, about ten feet apart.
Zhen Feixuan looked at Fang Han, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, filled with a complex emotion.
After a moment of silence, she spoke, her voice clear yet tinged with a hint of wistfulness:
"When I first met you at the Exquisite Pavilion, I had a premonition that you were no ordinary person and might become my formidable opponent at the conference."
She paused, then continued:
"Unexpectedly, this premonition actually came true."
"It is an honor for you to consider me a formidable rival."
Fang Han said.
He slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the hilt of the Cloudsplitter Sword at his waist, his gaze as calm as a deep pool.
He did not underestimate the woman before him in the slightest because of his victory over Blazing Sun yesterday.
The Nether Guide can only sense that Zhen Feixuan Zhen Feixuan First Grade, but it cannot accurately determine her exact level within that First Grade.
His intuition told him that Zhen Feixuan was probably even more troublesome than the Blazing Sun he had encountered the day before.
The old man in red robes glanced at the two of them, then retreated to the edge of the platform, his voice calm:
"Start."
The moment the two words were uttered, Zhen Feixuan on the stage moved.
She took a step forward, and the platform beneath her feet suddenly trembled—not just shook, but it seemed as if the entire Combat Platform sank slightly with her step.
A powerful aura, surpassing even the Early First Grade, erupted from her body!
That aura had clearly reached the Mid First Grade!
"What?!"
" Mid First Grade... Zhen Feixuan's cultivation has actually reached the Mid First Grade!"
"Not only Fang Han hiding his strength, she is hiding hers too!"
"Her cultivation has reached the Mid First Grade, so what about her... combat strength?"
In the audience, countless eyes were fixed on Zhen Feixuan's outburst, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Clang--"
Zhen Feixuan reached for her waist with her right hand, and the soft sword emerged like a silver snake, emitting a clear, resonant sound.
A sword thrust out.
The soft sword sliced through the air, its light like a silver ribbon, carrying a sharp, tearing force that pierced straight towards Fang Han.
The power of this sword strike was comparable to that of a martial artist who Break Three Passes!
Where the sword's edge passed, the air rippled like water, creating extremely distinct transparent waves.
A strong sense of oppression immediately arose.
A wave of gasps erupted from the audience:
"This... the power of this sword strike has definitely reached the level of a martial artist who Break Three Passes!"
Fang Han is in danger!
"I never expected that Zhen Feixuan was the one who hid the deepest secret!"
The Third Prince, Chu Yuanchen, showed a barely perceptible brow furrow in surprise.
The Fifth Prince, Chu Yuanhao, paused slightly in his tapping motion on the armrest, a hint of surprise flashing in his narrow eyes.
A barely perceptible ripple appeared in the clear eyes of the Seventh Princess, Chu Qingyi.
On the stage, Fang Han's pupils contracted slightly.
He had a premonition that Zhen Feixuan would be difficult to deal with, and now his premonition had come true.
Zhen Feixuan's cultivation level was not at the Early First Grade, but at the Mid First Grade.
The strongest combat power it can unleash is not comparable to a martial artist who has broken through two levels, but rather comparable to a martial artist who Break Three Passes!
"Clang--"
The Cloudsplitter Sword was drawn from its sheath, its Dark Cyan blade gleaming with a profound light.
Fang Han's Internal Qi, derived from the Azure Profound Art, surged and circulated within his body, unleashing a powerful burst of Internal Qi at the Second Grade Late Stage.
Three hundred thousand jin of physical strength were simultaneously poured into the sword, Cloudsplitter Sword emitted a high-pitched sword cry, like a sleeping ferocious beast suddenly awakening.
The Perfection Realm < Void-Sundering Sword Manual > unleashed its full power, and terrifying Wind Sword Intent condensed on the sword like a storm.
We've used every means at our disposal.
The sword light shone like a rainbow.
With a resolute intent to tear everything apart and sever everything, it fearlessly met the silver-white streak head-on!
"Boom--!!!"
The two swords clashed, unleashing a deafening roar!
The sound was so powerful that the entire venue seemed to tremble violently at that moment, and the eardrums of countless audience members were made to buzz.
A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread rapidly outwards from the point of impact.
The shockwave was like a tidal wave, as if a gale had swept through, affecting even the stands, which were quite far away.
The teacups in front of the three princes and princesses swayed slightly, and the Tea rippled outwards in fine circles.
The shockwave dissipated.
On the stage, two figures stood facing each other, more than ten feet apart.
Fang Han stood with his sword in hand, his white robe fluttering in the strong wind, his expression calm.
Zhen Feixuan also stood with her sword in hand, her white outfit fluttering in the wind, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water.
She spoke, her voice filled with barely suppressed horror.
"Comparable to a martial artist who Break Three Passes cultivation... You were actually hiding your strength?!"
"Don't you also have hidden strength?"
Fang Han took a deep breath, his internal Internal Qi surging within him. The Cloudsplitter Sword was held horizontally in front of him, its blade shimmering with azure-gold light like mercury.
He did indeed hide his strength in yesterday's battle against Blazing Sun.
But that's all for now.
His current combat power, comparable to Break Three Passes, is already his limit. He has used all his trump cards and has nothing left to hold back.
The stands were deathly silent.
" Fang Han... Fang Han also unleashed strength comparable to Break Three Passes!!!"
" At the Second Grade Late Stage, he unleashed combat power comparable to a martial artist who Break Three Passes... This has already surpassed six minor realms, including three major realm barriers!"
"His previous display of strength in breaking through two barriers wasn't even his limit?!"
"A monster, an absolute monster!"
After a brief silence, a thunderous discussion erupted, a reversal upon a reversal.
"Again."
Fang Han spoke, his voice subtly revealing anticipation.
Since topping the Qingyang Prefecture Prodigy Ranking, he hasn't encountered anyone among the younger generation who could make him use his full strength.
I finally met him today.
"Good."
Zhen Feixuan looked at Fang Han, remained silent for a moment, and then a very faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
In that arc, there was no fear, only a burning fighting spirit.
The moment the words left his mouth, the two figures moved simultaneously!
"Clang--!!!"
The soft sword and the Cloudsplitter Sword clashed once more, unleashing a deafening metallic clang.
Zhen Feixuan's Sword Technique was cunning and fierce; the soft sword, enhanced by the Soft Sword Intent, seemed to come alive in her hands.
Sometimes it moved like a silver snake emerging from its cave, sometimes like a waterfall cascading down; the sword light layered upon layer, completely enveloping Fang Han's vital points.
Each sword strike carried terrifying power comparable to a martial artist who Break Three Passes of martial arts; where the sword passed, ripples appeared in the air like water.
With the enhancement of the Wind Sword Intent, Fang Han's sword was incomparably sharp, carrying a sharpness capable of tearing everything apart.
Each swing of the sword left a long-lasting black crack in the air.
"Clang, clang, clang--"
The two clashed rapidly on the stage, their silver and cyan-gold sword lights colliding, intertwining, and annihilating each other.
Each collision produced a deafening roar, and shockwaves spread outwards wave after wave.
The tabletop was repeatedly sliced by the aftershocks of the Sword Qi, leaving behind a dense network of crisscrossing white marks, like a spider web.
Dozens of moves passed.
Neither of them gained the upper hand.
Zhen Feixuan pushed her Mid First Grade cultivation to its limit, and the soft sword in her hand transformed into dangerous and deadly streaks of silver-white lightning.
Fang Han, possesses both agility and sharpness.
With the Wind God Step at its Mastery Realm and the Void-Sundering Sword Manual Perfection Realm executed, his figure moved as swiftly as the wind, and his sword light was as sharp as thunder.
She always managed to evade Zhen Feixuan's attacks at the most dangerous moments and launch a fierce counterattack.
"Clang clang clang--"
As the fight continued, the two gradually slowed down, and their breathing became rapid.
A high-intensity, all-out battle consumes an extremely high amount of physical strength and Internal Qi.
Fang Han's forehead was already beaded with sweat, and his fingers gripping the Cloudsplitter Sword were slightly sore.
Sweat beaded on Zhen Feixuan's forehead, her fingers holding the sword went numb, and her heart grew increasingly heavy.
She hadn't expected that Fang Han was not only a master Sword Technique, but also an extremely Body Movement maneuver. Every time she thought she was about to succeed, he would gracefully dodge as if he were floating in the wind.
"Clang--!!!"
After another violent collision, both of them staggered backward.
Just then--
Zhen Feixuan took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes.
Her internal Internal Qi erupted to its limit, and the silvery-white sword light on the soft sword surged, becoming almost tangible. The sword hummed and trembled, as if it could not withstand the infusion of that power.
The next instant, she thrust out her sword.
This sword strike embodied all her energy and spirit; it was her strongest strike since reaching the Mid First Grade.
The sword light was like a silver lightning bolt tearing through the sky, carrying an indomitable and resolute intent, heading straight for Fang Han!
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han's pupils contracted slightly.
Sensing the terrifying power of the sword strike, he activated his Wind God Step with all his might to dodge.
His figure moved like a gentle breeze, narrowly dodging the silver lightning bolt.
His clothes were silently torn apart by the silver lightning Sword Qi, revealing the soft armor underneath.
"Whoosh!"
In the instant they passed each other, he launched a counterattack.
Enveloped in Sword Intent, the Cloudsplitter Sword, radiating a terrifying aura, rose from below, aiming at the side of Zhen Feixuan's soft sword.
"Bite--!"
A clear, crisp sound, like jade chimes striking each other.
Zhen Feixuan felt a jolt in her sword, and she staggered half a step, revealing a slight opening in her defenses.
In that split second, Fang Han's sword arrived.
With a flash of light, the tip of the Cloudsplitter Sword was firmly positioned three inches in front of Zhen Feixuan's throat.
The chill emanating from the sword's edge caused a fine granulation to appear on Zhen Feixuan's skin.
Her movements froze instantly. She glanced down at the sword tip pressed against her throat, then looked up at Fang Han.
After a moment of silence, she slowly sheathed her sword.
"I lost."
Her voice was hoarse and low, carrying a complex mix of emotions: resentment, surprise, and a hint of relief.
"I didn't expect your strength to not only reach the level of Break Three Passes, but also be quite strong even within that Break Three Passes."
Fang Han sheathed his sword, looked at Zhen Feixuan, and nodded slightly.
"I'm also very surprised. I didn't expect your cultivation to not only reach the First Grade, but also the Mid First Grade."
A faint smile appeared on Zhen Feixuan's lips, a smile tinged with helplessness:
"But I still lost to you."
She turned around and strode off the Combat Platform.