"As soon as the third level Footwork Talent Amplification was opened, Gale Step Perfection Realm appeared!"
Fang Han Qi and blood slowly calmed down, and there was a trace of joy born of <Gale Step>Perfection Realm in his eyes.
The effect brought by eight times Footwork Talent Amplification far exceeded expectations. It actually made his Gale Step improve significantly in a short period of time, allowing <Gale Step>, who was not far away from the Perfection Realm, to reach Perfection Realm in one fell swoop.
This unexpected joy gave him a little more confidence in the upcoming challenge.
'You can apply for entry-level footwork...'
Fang Han had an idea in his mind, planning to apply to Elder Fang Yuan to practice more advanced footwork, but he immediately suppressed this intention.
The most important thing right now is to deal with the foreign boy who may come to challenge you at any time.
Time is running out, so instead of being distracted by new footwork, it would be better to put all your energy into further polishing <Gentle Wind Sword Art>, even if it means increasing its strength by just a tiny bit before the battle.
The next morning, Fang Han stepped into the Inner Hall Martial Arts Arena as usual.
He could clearly feel that the atmosphere at the Inner Hall today was more solemn and depressing than in the past.
Many disciples seemed a little absent-minded while practicing, and their eyes glanced in the direction of the door from time to time, with nervousness and worry.
There seemed to be a dullness in the air, as if a storm was coming and the wind was blowing all over the building.
There was no expression on Fang Han's face. He was oblivious to the strange things around him and walked steadily towards his Grade A No. 10 Martial Dao Room.
Entering Martial Dao Room, he calmed down and prepared to practice. At this moment.
"Dong dong dong!"
A rapid knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
Fang Han frowned slightly and stood up to open the door.
Outside the door, a Servant looked nervous and his breathing was slightly rapid. When he saw Fang Han, he immediately bowed and said urgently.
"Master Fang Han, Elder Fang Yuan urgent order, please go to the central Combat Platform courtyard immediately!"
Fang Han felt a shiver in his heart, and instantly understood that what was supposed to come had finally come.
"I understand."
He looked calm and nodded.
Pick up the Azure Edge Sword rewarded by Lineage, and follow the hurried Servant towards the Combat Platform courtyard.
The Inner Hall disciples he met along the way were all walking towards the Combat Platform courtyard like him. There was a depressing feeling in the air that a storm was about to come.
In the central Combat Platform courtyard, the atmosphere is solemn at the moment.
Elder Fang Yuan is standing in front of the spectator seats with four old men with profound auras and different costumes. These four old men are Elder-level figures Lin Family, Yue Clan, He Clan, and Sun Clan.
Behind them are the leaders of the younger generation of Five Great Families including Lin Ao, Yue Lingtian, He Qingyan, Sun Qing, and Fang Hong.
Lin Ao, Yue Lingtian, He Qingyan, and Sun Qing all looked bad, especially Lin Ao, whose eyes were gloomy and his lips were pursed tightly. It was obvious that he had not recovered from yesterday's defeat.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two people standing and sitting next to Combat Platform in the center of the courtyard.
The one standing was a young man wearing black clothes and standing as tall as a pine tree.
His face was not very handsome, but there was a confidence and arrogance as sharp as a blade between his brows.
His eyes were shining brightly when he opened and closed them, as if he didn't care about the gazes of the major Lineage Elder and geniuses around him.
Just standing there, there is a compelling aura radiating out that is impossible to ignore.
Sitting on the stone bench next to him was an old man in gray robe. His face was pale, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his breath was as calm as an ancient well and deep pool, but it gave people a sense of unfathomable depth.
"Fang Han is here!"
Fang Han stepped into the courtyard and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Someone whispered, and the atmosphere suddenly became more tense.
The eyes of Lin Ao, Yue Lingtian and others were instantly focused on him. It was complicated and unspeakable, full of scrutiny, and there was also an indescribable expectation.
The young man in black clothes, Xiao Chen, also suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like two rays of cold lightning, directed at Fang Han, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved with a hint of fighting intent.
"Fang Han, this is Mr. Xiao Chen from Tianfeng City, and this is Mr. Xiao Yuanshan Elder from the Xiao Clan."
When Elder Fang Yuan saw Fang Han, he nodded slightly with a solemn expression, motioned for him to come closer, and said in a deep voice.
"Fang Clan Fang Han, I've met these two."
Fang Han's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calmly met Xiao Chen's aggressive gaze, and he cupped his hands slightly.
Tianfeng City, I heard the Master mention it before when I was studying in the school. I heard that it is the only medium-sized city in the vicinity, with a permanent population of 700,000 to 800,000.
Xiao Clan, who can take root there, is probably even stronger and more knowledgeable than Fang Clan.
"Fang Han, I've heard of you, I hope you won't disappoint me later."
Xiao Chen said with a sharp light in his eyes, a little condescendingly. After saying that, he turned his eyes to Fang Hong who had a tense face.
"Fang Hong, right? You should go first!"
Hearing the contempt hidden in Xiao Chen's words, Fang Hong's face instantly turned red, and anger surged in his eyes.
Five Great Families Elder also frowned slightly, this young man is really arrogant.
"Fang Hong, then it's up to you to fight him first."
Elder Fang Yuan looked at Fang Hong and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Elder!"
Fang Hong took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and nodded heavily.
He jumped up, flew over Combat Platform, and stared at Xiao Chen with burning eyes.
"Please!"
Xiao Chen chuckled lightly, without showing any pretense, and appeared on the stage as quietly as a ghost, standing opposite Fang Hong.
"Please."
He waved his hand casually.
The battle breaks out instantly!
Fang Hong knows that his opponent is powerful, and he will use his full strength as soon as he strikes.
"Boom--!"
The gloved hands push the Mountain-Suppressing Fist method to the extreme. The fist wind is thick and fierce, like the rolling of mountains, and the momentum is astonishing.
"Clang--"
However, Xiao Chen's attack was even more domineering. He quickly drew his sword out of its sheath, without dodging or dodging, and slashed at Fang Hong with one strike.
This sword was extremely violent, as if it could divide the river Mountain-Breaker, and its momentum clearly surpassed Fang Hong.
"Dang, Dang, Dang--"
In less than ten moves, Fang Hong already has more defense than attack, and is surrounded by dangers.
In the audience, the faces of Elder Fang Yuan and others became more solemn.
Lin Ao and others looked even more ugly. They had personally experienced this feeling of powerlessness.
"Bang!"
In the twelfth move, Xiao Chen knocked away Fang Hong's fists with one knife, and struck Fang Hong in the chest.
Fang Hong A long bloody hole appeared on his chest, he groaned, staggered back seven or eight steps, and almost fell off the ring.
"Concession."
Xiao Chen stood up with his knife put away, breathing calmly, as if he had done an insignificant thing.
Fang Hong turned pale, gritted his teeth, raised his hands with difficulty, and sadly jumped off the stage.
Xiao Chen didn't even glance at Fang Hong, his eyes were directly locked on Fang Han in the audience, with fighting spirit burning.
"Fang Han, it's your turn! I hope you can survive a few more moves than them, so as not to ruin your reputation!"
All eyes in the audience were instantly focused on Fang Han.
Each Elder has a different look, some are concerned, some are scrutinizing, and some are probing.
Lin Ao, Yue Lingtian and others held their breaths with mixed emotions.
As competitors, they want to see Fang Han suffer, but as Liangshui City warriors, they also hope that Fang Han can win and save face for Liangshui City.
"Please advise."
Fang Han's face was as calm as water. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he walked up to Combat Platform step by step.
Azure Edge Sword quietly unsheathed himself and pointed diagonally at the ground, a sharp and concentrated aura slowly rising from his body.