The moment Han Feng said this, it represented the official start of the direct disciple battle.
In a personal disciple battle, it was usually the newly ascended personal disciples who would take the stage first. It could be considered a warm-up. Although Han Feng had allowed the other senior martial brothers to spar, it was impossible for any veteran personal disciple to step up. This was also a show of respect for his status. The person who would spar with Han Feng would definitely be a newly ascended personal disciple.
Although Han Feng appeared rather calm in the arena, he was actually very nervous in his heart. His gaze swept across the arena, but he didn't dare to look in the direction of Lu Xuan.
Although he hated Lu Xuan in his heart, he also knew Lu Xuan's strength. Back then, after the Mystic Ice Mystic Realm ended, Lu Xuan defeated him with a single sword strike. This had already left a deep shadow in Han Feng's heart. If Lu Xuan were to make a move against him now, then he would lose a lot of face in this direct disciple battle.
Han Feng could only hope that Lu Xuan's target was Leng Qingqiu and wouldn't make a move against him first.
"Lu Xuan, he's afraid of you." Du Xiaomao said with a light smile.
Lu Xuan smiled. He also saw Han Feng's evasive gaze and said, "He isn't worthy for me to make a move against him. There's no meaning in fighting him again. However, Xiaomao, you can go and teach him a lesson."
Du Xiaomao shook her head slightly. "There's no rush. Han Feng represents Nangong Shuo's faction. There will be people who can't endure it any longer than me."
As expected, after the arena was silent for a period of time, someone finally spoke. It was Xiao Zhaohong.
Xiao Zhaohong also successfully became a direct disciple this time. Under Su Chuanan's tutelage, the three genius disciples who had caused a commotion among the core disciples had all joined the three elders. Du Xiaomao became Zhao Ying's disciple, Han Feng was accepted by Nangong Shuo, and Xiao Zhaohong was chosen by Su Chuanan.
"Let me experience Junior Brother Han's brilliant moves." Xiao Zhaohong slowly walked out from behind Su Chuanan, looking at Han Feng as he spoke. He had entered the sect slightly earlier than Han Feng, so it was understandable for him to address Han Feng as Junior Brother.
Seeing that Xiao Zhaohong had accepted his challenge, the corner of Han Feng's mouth curled up, revealing a trace of a smile. When the two of them were still core disciples, they had fought endlessly. Who would have thought that after becoming direct disciples, they would still fight endlessly. Between the two of them, one was from Nangong Shuo's faction, while the other was from Su Chuanan's faction. They were destined to be rivals.
"Zhaohong, play well. Don't embarrass your master," Yang Weili said with a smile as he patted Xiao Zhaohong's shoulder.
"I will do my best." Xiao Zhaohong's expression was somewhat cautious. His chances of winning against Han Feng was roughly fifty-fifty. He didn't have absolute confidence in winning. However, at this moment, facing Han Feng's challenge, he had to accept it. He was clear that Su Chuanan and Nangong Shuo's factions were at odds. Although Han Feng had challenged all the direct disciples, in reality, the one who had the most qualifications to compete with Han Feng was only Xiao Zhaohong. No matter if it was in terms of strength or status, it was the same.
Under the gazes of the crowd, Xiao Zhaohong and Han Feng walked to the center of the main hall at the same time. The main hall was sufficiently spacious, completely allowing the two of them to display their strength to their heart's content. Moreover, there were so many elders in the surroundings looking after them, so there was basically no need to worry about any problems.
Lu Xuan looked at the two of them with interest. In the Profound Ice Secret Realm, he had come into contact with the two of them, and had even fought against them. In terms of strength, the two of them were indeed evenly matched. Lu Xuan couldn't tell who would win and who would lose. However, in his heart, Lu Xuan still hoped that Xiao Zhaohong would win. Not only because Xiao Zhaohong was Su Chuanan's disciple, but also because Lu Xuan admired Xiao Zhaohong's character. Although he had almost died in Xiao Zhaohong's hands, it was because he had taken revenge for a disciple of the Profound Ice Pavilion, and not because of any personal grudges. If he was in Xiao Zhaohong's shoes, Lu Xuan would have made the same choice as Xiao Zhaohong.
"The two of you are the best among the disciples of the Profound Ice Pavilion. Let's stop at a certain point, don't ruin the harmony." Nangong Shuo said with a smile.
Han Feng took out his own weapon, cupped his fists at Xiao Zhaohong and said, "Please!"
Xiao Zhaohong also took out his own longsword, waved it casually, and said, "Junior brother Han, please."
Hearing Xiao Zhaohong emphasize the words' junior brother 'again, Han Feng was clearly a bit annoyed. However, he also knew that this was Xiao Zhaohong's plan, to make him angry. The two of them were originally not too far apart in strength, and even a little bit of influence could lead to a different battle situation.
Both of them were swordsmen, and this battle was a competition of swordsmanship. Han Feng took the initiative to attack. With a wave of his longsword, a pale blue Sword Qi swept out. It was vast and mighty, like a violent flood attacking.
None of the spectators were ordinary figures. There was no need to mention the elders. Even the direct disciples present could be considered as geniuses in the outside world, so they naturally had extraordinary insight. With a single glance, they were able to tell that Han Feng had brought out his ultimate skill.
"This set of sword skill is Han Feng's best sword skill, and it is called the Thirteen Swords of Cold River. It is not a collection of the Profound Ice Pavilion, but a chance encounter he obtained when he was wandering outside. Its power is extraordinary," Du Xiaomao explained softly. She was naturally more familiar with Han Feng than the others.
Lu Xuan nodded lightly. This set of Thirteen Swords of Cold River did look good. Before Han Feng became a direct disciple, he was only a core disciple, and he could not enter the fifth floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion. Naturally, he could not obtain any good martial skills from the Profound Ice Pavilion.
Facing Han Feng's move, Xiao Zhaohong did not panic. His understanding of Han Feng was not the slightest bit less than Du Xiaomao, and he had already expected that Han Feng would use this set of martial skills. Similarly, Xiao Zhaohong had come prepared!
He suddenly leaped up, and both his hands grasped the sword hilt at the same time. With a loud shout, the longsword suddenly slashed down, hitting the center of Han Feng's Sword Qi. Han Feng's never-ending sword strike was actually forcefully interrupted when it came into contact with Xiao Zhaohong's attack.
His first move was broken. Han Feng felt as if he had used the wrong amount of strength, and his entire body felt extremely uncomfortable. It was like a person who was breathing and suddenly had his nose pinched.
"Interesting." Zhao Bing`er suddenly revealed a smile and said, "Looks like this Xiao Zhaohong has really put in a lot of effort against Han Feng."
"What do you mean?" Lu Xuan was confused. He could tell that this set of sword skill of Xiao Zhaohong's was specially targeted at Han Feng's attacks.
Zhao Bing`er explained, "This set of martial skills of Xiao Zhaohong is called the Wave Breaking Sword Art. It is a Mystic Class Medial Grade martial skill, and it is on the fifth floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion. He must have known that Han Feng would use this set of Thirteen Swords of Cold River in the Personal Disciples Battle, so he used this period of time to specially cultivate this set of Wave Breaking Sword Art."
So that was the case. Lu Xuan then came to a realization. He then smiled and said, "It must have been hard on Xiao Zhaohong. In a short period of two months, he actually managed to successfully cultivate this Mystic Class Medial Grade martial skill."
However, Zhao Bing`er shook her head. Her judgment was better than Lu Xuan's. She could tell that Xiao Zhaohong had not reached the stage where he could use this set of martial skills as he pleased. Although a martial skill was good, it also depended on the familiarity of the user. If Xiao Zhaohong was proficient in this set of Wave Breaking Sword Art, he might really be able to suppress Han Feng. However, Xiao Zhaohong was obviously a dabbler, and it was hard to tell who would win. However, Zhao Bing`er faintly felt that Han Feng's chances of winning were higher because Xiao Zhaohong had already revealed his trump card.
As the few of them spoke, Han Feng and Xiao Zhaohong had already exchanged a few blows at lightning speed. Indeed, it was as Zhao Bing`er had expected. Other than Xiao Zhaohong catching Han Feng off guard with his first attack, the next few attacks forcefully allowed Han Feng to turn the tables. Furthermore, Han Feng's attacks became smoother and smoother. On the other hand, Xiao Zhaohong had a feeling that his hands and feet were tied. After all, he had only studied this set of Wave Breaking Sword Art for a short period of time. He had yet to completely understand the essence of the sword technique, and he had a feeling that he was following the script.
As the group of elders watched the battle between the two of them, they would occasionally nod their heads. Clearly, it was an affirmation of the two of them. For Xiao Zhaohong to be able to cultivate a set of martial skills to such a level in such a short period of time, it was sufficient to prove that his talent was not bad. Unfortunately, he was a little too smart for his own good. Not only did he not manage to deal with Han Feng, he even got himself into a trap.
Although Han Feng conformed to the rules, he had unleashed the might of the Thirteen Cold River Swords to the limit. Every stab and sweep was extremely smooth. His offense was unstoppable, and his defense was watertight.
The ones who paid the most attention to the battle between the two were naturally their masters, Nangong Shuo and Su Chuanan. Nangong Shuo's expression was the same as ever, and he had a faint smile on his face. It was unknown whether it was because he didn't care about the battle, or because victory was still within his grasp. On the other hand, Su Chuanan was slightly inferior. His expression was solemn as he stared unblinkingly at the center of the palace.
Xiao Zhaohong using the Wave Breaker Sword Technique wasn't his own idea, but Su Chuanan's. Su Chuanan had asked Xiao Zhaohong about his chances of winning against Han Feng, and when he found out that the chances were fifty-fifty, Su Chuanan had been moved. He wanted to win this battle, and at the very least, he would be able to suppress Nangong Shuo to a certain extent. Therefore, he had thought of targeting Han Feng. Unfortunately, from the looks of it, the result wasn't very good. However, one couldn't blame Xiao Zhaohong. Being able to train a Middle Rank Profound Rank Sword Technique to this extent in such a short period of time was already commendable.
"Xiao Zhaohong, I still have three more moves. Can you endure them?" Han Feng revealed a smile as he spoke. After ten moves, due to the Martial Technique targeting him, he had already turned the tables. On the other hand, because Xiao Zhaohong was forcefully using a Martial Technique that he wasn't familiar with, it was clear that his strength was becoming weaker and weaker.
Xiao Zhaohong's heart sank slightly. Han Feng's Thirteen Cold River Swords was stronger with each move. He originally wanted to interrupt Han Feng's moves and disrupt his rhythm of battle. However, he didn't expect that Han Feng's familiarity with this Martial Technique far exceeded his expectations, allowing Han Feng to receive every move. Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that it was because of Nangong Shuo's guidance during this period of time.
Right now, Han Feng had already successfully endured until the last three moves. Xiao Zhaohong understood in his heart that with his half-baked Wave Breaker Sword Technique, he was definitely not Han Feng's match.
Clenching his teeth, Xiao Zhaohong finally gave up on the Wave Breaker Sword Technique, and once again used the Sword Technique that he was most proficient in.
Seeing Xiao Zhaohong's sword suddenly change, Han Feng knew that Xiao Zhaohong had already given up on the Wave Breaker Sword Technique. If Xiao Zhaohong continued to use the Wave Breaker Sword Technique to fight against him, then Xiao Zhaohong would undoubtedly lose. However, seeing Xiao Zhaohong change his Martial Technique, Han Feng wasn't shocked. Instead, he was happy. He had been waiting for this moment. If Xiao Zhaohong had continued, he would still be able to endure two more moves. However, since Xiao Zhaohong had changed his move midway, he would be defeated now!
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