Wanyao Youyun

Early the next morning, Feng Huan, accompanied by the Hua sisters, arrived at the fighting arena in a carriage. Just like last time, the arena was also surrounded by spectators.

A young man with a strong physique, sword-like eyebrows and fierce eyes was sitting cross-legged on the fighting stage.

"Brother Fang, sorry for the long wait!" Feng Huan jumped onto the stage and greeted the other party. After all, there was no hatred between the two of them, it was just a normal exchange, so at least some respect was required.

"I just came early!" Fang Muzhou stood up and said, "I heard that Brother Bing is a genius, so I wanted to learn from you. I hope you can forgive me for my abruptness!"

After both sides exchanged polite words, they drew their weapons and started fighting.

Both sides were aiming to promote each other, so they didn't use any big moves at the beginning, and chose to start with the most basic techniques.

"Twelve Sword Secrets" is a relatively common basic sword technique. Almost everyone who learns sword has practiced it, but everyone's understanding is different, and the resulting moves will also be different. In order to pursue powerful attack power, most people tend not to spend too much time on this basic technique.

Obviously, Fang Muzhou also realized the importance of basic swordsmanship and spent a lot of time on it.

The two sides fought with this technique, back and forth, and gradually Feng Huan gained the upper hand.

"What does this mean? It's so strange that both of them used the same martial arts to fight each other, and the battle was not intense. This is unworthy of the name of genius!"

The people watching the fun saw that the two men had been practicing basic sword techniques for a long time, which was not exciting at all and there was nothing exciting to watch, so they started to instigate them.

"Brother Bing's basic swordsmanship is indeed unique. I am ashamed to be inferior to him!" After saying that, Fang Muzhou's sword momentum suddenly changed, his true energy gushed out, and more powerful sword skills followed. The attack instantly accelerated and the power increased.

Feng Huan also immediately used various sword skills to respond. Both sides used a lot of sword skills, starting from ordinary wood-level sword skills to revolutionary-level sword skills. Both sides opened fire with full power, their true essence surged, and sword energy overflowed, but they still could not destroy the protective formation of the fighting arena.

Both were immersed in this hearty battle of techniques, hoping to improve through this fight, and completely forgot that this was a challenge and that there were large crowds of spectators watching from the audience. The only things in their eyes were their opponents and swords.

In the sword skills competition, Fang Muzhou was obviously stronger, both in type and proficiency. The main reason was that the cultivation resources of both sides were not equal, and Feng Huan was even worse in terms of cultivation time. Generally, cultivators began to learn from the age of eight, and officially began to practice at the age of ten.

It is precisely because of this that the pressure from the opponent can stimulate Feng Huan's potential and fighting spirit. The attacking sword skills that he has been thinking about for a long time but has no clue about have gradually found a direction.

Fang Muzhou's swordsmanship embodies the word "heavy". Every sword strike caused Feng Huan to feel a huge sense of oppression. This sense of oppression reminded him of the day when he was in the deep water at the bottom of the river at the bank of Nanxi, which seemed calm but had a turbulent undercurrent.

"Huh! How come his swordsmanship has a similar artistic conception to mine? Can he improve his own swordsmanship through my swordsmanship?" Fang Muzhou was shocked when he saw Feng Huan's swordsmanship style gradually changing.

"If that's the case, I'll work harder to help you. I hope that after you improve you can put more pressure on me. If that's all, I won't gain much from this battle." After changing his mind, Fang Muzhou immediately intensified his attack again and displayed his most powerful martial arts.

"Mountain-splitting sword, split the mountain with one sword!"

"Break the mountain with one sword!"

"One sword breaks the mountain!"

Carrying the heaviness of the earth, one sword was pressing down on the other, each heavier than the other.

Feng Huan, who had recovered a little from the decline, was immediately suppressed by this series of attacks and was at an absolute disadvantage. Under this suppression, Feng Huan not only did not retreat, but his eyes lit up, and the power of the water element suddenly increased. He counterattacked with one sword, and rushed towards Fang Muzhou like a tidal wave.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, Fang Muzhou was also very excited. He burst out with all his strength and refused to give in.

"Mu Zhou has awakened the power of the earth element, while Bing Ci has awakened the power of the water element. Earth overcomes water, so Mu Zhou has the advantage in terms of attributes. I think Bing Ci will lose!"

"Not necessarily. Although the attributes counteract each other, it is not absolute. It depends on who uses it better. It is too early to say who will win or lose."

"But from this perspective, Fang Muzhou still has a bigger advantage."

"This Bing Ci has a very strong understanding. Look at how he keeps revising his martial arts during the battle. The attack power of his martial arts is getting stronger and stronger."

The audience in the audience were watching this discussion, some were confirming their own martial arts skills, and some were even putting themselves in the shoes of both sides, imagining how they would handle it.

"This big ice block has a really high talent for practicing martial arts. Last time, he practiced our light and shadow escape, and he got the hang of it in half a day. It took me many days to practice it back then!" Hearing the audience's praise for Feng Huan, Hua Ziyun said to her sister beside her with pride, as if the audience were praising her.

"That's because you're lazy! Otherwise it wouldn't be much different."

"No way! Practicing this form is the most serious and hardest I've ever put in. I didn't go out much during those days and just practiced at home."

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, the situation on the stage suddenly changed.

Under the waving of the Death Dragon, the surrounding water elements rolled up like sea water, layer upon layer of waves, and hit Fang Muzhou heavily.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the true essence collided, and Fang Muzhou was knocked back quickly. He retreated more than ten steps before barely standing firm, while Feng Huan only retreated three steps. In this collision, Feng Huan had a clear advantage.

"Good! Shatter the mountain with one strike!"

Fang Muzhou didn't want to retreat, so he stepped forward again and attacked with his most powerful sword move.

"boom!"

But this time he retreated further, while Feng Huan only retreated two steps.

Fang Muzhou stood in place, eight small spots of light appeared in his body, spinning rapidly to form a Bagua diagram, with a yellowish-brown tortoise shadow looming in the center.

"The genius of the Fang family is about to use his ultimate move!"

"I've only heard of it but never seen it. This time I'm going to feast my eyes."

"I heard that the Ice Thorn also has the Eight Trigrams Soul Shadow. I wonder which one is better!"

“Although they are all Bagua soul shadows, there are differences between them when they are born, and the degree of their cultivation is also different, so there must be a gap.”

"Hahaha……"

Just when everyone thought that the decisive battle had arrived, a hearty laugh suddenly rang out on the stage.

"Today's battle did not disappoint me. Brother Bing is indeed worthy of his reputation. I no longer have any stronger martial arts than him in conventional battles. If we must decide the winner, we'll have to rely on our trump cards. But I don't think it's necessary. After all, it's difficult to control the trump cards once they're out. We're not mortal enemies, so there's no need to fight to the death. How about this battle between you and me end here?" After saying that, he dissipated his true energy and looked at Feng Huan.

"Okay, that's what I meant."

"I gained a lot from this battle today, and I'm sure you, Brother Bing, gained even more! That move just now was really good, and I hope you can ask for my advice next time you have the chance."

"I have to thank Brother Fang for his help!" Feng Huan clasped his fists towards the other party.

"Hahaha, good brother, if you don't mind, come to my house when you have time, and we'll study swordsmanship together." Fang Muzhou's personality was not as literary as his name, but rather very generous. Seeing that he and Feng Huan got along well, he invited them.

Of course, the scenery will not keep people away. The two of them talked and laughed, and when they got off the stage, they looked more like old friends than rivals.

The audience applauded and said, "If the geniuses of my Ming Empire can be like this, why should we worry about the prosperity of our country!"

"Hey! Big Ice Cube and Square Wood, how did you two become friends while fighting?" They were chatting animatedly when Hua Ziyun jumped in front of them.

"This must be the famous Miss Hua Er! I have heard of your name for a long time!"

"Oh! Really? You know me. I'm actually so famous!"

"Of course you are one of the four most beautiful girls in Fengmo Continent, how could you not know?"

"Four beautiful girls?"

"Yes, you haven't heard of it! This was spread from the folks at the same time as the Demon Sealing Hidden Dragon List." At this time, a small man came over. He was the gossipmonger who was selling information in Yingkeju all day. "Here are the introductions of these people. One hundred taels of silver will be enough."

"You really know how to do business! One hundred taels for you." Hua Ziyun threw out a silver note.

"Okay! Thank you for your patronage." After saying that, a booklet was handed to him.

In fact, Yanzi Tower has all this news, but Hua Ziyun just doesn't pay much attention to it.

"Brother Fang, let's say goodbye today and meet again tomorrow!"

After both parties said goodbye, Feng Huan took Hua Ziyun, who was still reading the booklet, and joined Hua Luzhu, and hurried back to Yanzi Tower. He now needed to calm down and review this battle, and consolidate the sword skills he had just created.

"The inspiration for this move comes from the pressure and impact of water. Let's call it 'Waves crashing against the shore'!" After half a day of preparation, Feng Huan finally perfected this move and gave it a good name.