Just then, Fan Yusi suddenly roared:
"Azure Smoke Slash!"
Before his words had faded, he vanished from the spot like a phantom, transforming into wisps of azure smoke in the blink of an eye and hurtling toward Yun Wangshu with the speed of thunder that left no time to cover one's ears.
Yun Wangshu knew full well that if she merely endured his attacks passively, only death awaited her.
She made a snap decision, her hands plucking the strings as swiftly as the wind, attempting to resist Fan Yusi's assault with this unique musical power.
However, despite the ferocity of her music, whenever the attacks from her strings dispersed the azure smoke Fan Yusi had become, those wisps instantly gathered back into their original form, as though they possessed lives of their own.
Just then, the azure smoke suddenly rushed at her even faster, like lightning streaking across the heavens.
Yun Wangshu dared not hesitate. She hurriedly raised her exquisite guzheng upright to defend herself.
With a tremendous crash, one of the guzheng's strings snapped. At the same time, a powerful impact sent her flying, and she spat out a great mouthful of blood.
A deep wound had appeared on her body, as though she had been cleaved by a sharp blade.
Seeing the wretched state she was in, Yun Wangshu's eyes betrayed a trace of unwillingness she could not conceal.
"Fellow Daoist Fan, your strength is exceptional. You have my admiration!"
But she knew when to yield, and understood that she no longer had any chance of winning this battle.
Forcing herself to endure the pain, she gathered up her broken guzheng and yangqin, then turned and left without looking back.
Although she had ultimately lost, her superb musical skill and formidable strength, coupled with her stunning beauty