Final Victory

At such close range—and Fang Biya had been suspicious from the start—how could she fail to see it? This guy was clearly putting on an act. How could someone be gasping so hard when neither his expression nor his eyes had changed at all?

By now, Fang Biya was even more certain that the one who had fought Huang Yun earlier was definitely Huo Hai. But she had no idea how Huo Hai had done it. He had used such a powerful secret technique, so why did he seem to have consumed so little? Was it a special trait of the technique itself, or was Huo Hai's natural constitution unusual, with spiritual power far exceeding that of ordinary people?

Having grown up in a great lineage, she naturally knew secrets that ordinary people could not glimpse. There truly was a small number of people born with extraordinary constitutions, and even spiritual power far beyond the norm was nothing strange. But this was far too excessive.

How could Fang Biya have known that Huo Hai cultivated the Body-Refining Three-Spirit Formation, and that his spiritual power truly did surpass that of ordinary people by far? Yet that was not the key. The true key was that Huo Hai's so-called Hidden Weapon Technique did not consume even a shred of spiritual power.

Even if there was consumption, it was only the power stored within the Star Gu itself. Fang Biya's wry smile deepened. She shook her head and recovered a little strength. With Bi'er supporting her, she straightened herself before him and stared fixedly at Huo Hai.

"You won. I said that if you could withstand my Three Manifestations of Flowing Clouds, then you would win. From now on, I will honor our agreement. But as for my Fang Family, you will have