Chain slash, beast mimicry, rushing assault!
Fang Qianyuan had planned this for a long time. Every movement flowed seamlessly into the next, displaying almost the very best he could do.
To the spectators, he had finally seized a rare opening amid the wildly dancing vine whips and charged up to Liu Yeye.
"Watch out!"
The people from Luoqiu Academy cried out in alarm.
"Yes!"
The people from Cang Mountain Academy were delighted.
Yet in the next instant, a vast swath of gray-black vines sprouted from the ground.
With her uniquely flawless technique, Liu Yeye brought every alarmed cry and cheer to an abrupt halt.
Fang Qianyuan lunged straight into the vine net, like a vicious wolf hunting its prey only to stumble into a trap painstakingly laid by a hunter.
"Her defenses have so many layers!"
"That was far too careless."
"He's just blundering ahead because he's exceptionally gifted!"
In the eastern stands, the distinguished spectators shook their heads and sighed.
Though Fang Qianyuan's performance was fierce, he still fell short in many respects.
At the very least, he wasted a considerable amount of spirit essence.
Still, someone spoke up in his defense. "Having talent like that to squander is a blessing in itself."
"This is precisely how to make full use of his strengths!"
There was nothing wrong with that argument, and no one could refute it.
If someone with his physique and spirit essence could also carve flowers in tofu, exercising the utmost finesse, that would simply be too much.
What captivated them most, however, remained his astonishing potential.
Who could say that, years from now, Fang Qianyuan would not hone his skills to utter mastery and achieve flawless perfection?
Thus, although the spectators had their criticisms of his current performance, they remained forgiving.
On the Dueling Platform,