* whoosh *
Dodging Han Feng's punch, Xing Jue did not dally. Turning his body to the side, he similarly threw a punch towards Han Feng's chest.
* bang * Han Feng was simply unable to react in time to the sudden change. He only felt a piercing pain in his chest before his body flew backwards.
"Haa!"
Xing Jue didn't stop there. He knew that his punch wouldn't be able to cause too much damage to Han Feng. This was the difference of two levels. No matter if it was in terms of physique or strength, there was a huge difference between them.
However, Xing Jue did not have any other choice at this moment. After Han Feng displayed such a fast agility combat skill, it was already too late for him to prepare a combat skill to attack. At this moment, his body's instinctive attacks were the fastest and had the best effect.
"I've actually underestimated you. It just so happens that this kind of battle is even more interesting."
* bang *
Han Feng was not an ordinary person. Due to his carelessness, he had been struck by Xing Jue's punch. However, he quickly discovered that something was wrong. After stabilizing his body, he shot towards Xing Jue.
* bang bang bang bang … *
The two of them tangled with each other, dodging and dodging, attacking and defending. Afterimages of their fists intersected, creating endless ripples. It was the most desperate hand-to-hand combat.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was the entanglement of a gust of wind and a stretch of lightning. In their eyes, they could only see the energy ripples that continuously exploded, but they could not see the friction between their limbs. However, no matter what, in the eyes of the crowd, the battle between the two of them deeply shocked their souls.
Below the clouds, other than Elder Zhuge, the strongest was only a high level Asura Martial Master. Therefore, the battle between Xing Jue and Han Feng absolutely represented the strongest level below the clouds.
Some people were even unable to clearly see their movements. They could only see wind and lightning rapidly dancing about, and continuously exploding with powerful ripples.
Therefore, they knew that if they were to fight with the two of them, they would definitely not have any chance of victory. Even the guidance elders, who had experienced hundreds of battles, praised the extraordinary strength of the two.
"This Xing Jue is so strong. His physical strength is really terrifying. No wonder Elder Zhuge chose him as his disciple."
"That's right. The combat skill he used must be the Phantom Thunder Racing taught by Elder Zhuge. Although the Shura Martial Ancestor can practice this kind of combat skill, it is very difficult for them to practice it successfully."
"It is said that among the 20 true disciples of Elder Zhuge, only 3 of them are able to use this combat skill, and they haven't even mastered it yet!"
"That's right, this kid is definitely not simple. Don't forget, he's only a Beginner Stage Asura Martial Master. What if he becomes Asura Wu Zun in the future? How powerful would he be? I'm afraid that even among the true disciples, there are few who are his match. "
As the crowd watched the exciting battle between the two of them, they did not forget to comment on the two of them. At that moment, most of the praises were inclined towards Xing Jue, because everyone knew that Xing Jue and Han Feng were two levels apart.
One level was already a huge gap, and two levels was the difference between heaven and earth. With such a huge gap, it was already quite extraordinary for a normal person to be able to block one of Han Feng's attacks. However, Xing Jue was actually able to fight evenly with him. Naturally, the crowd was shocked.
Xing Jue and Han Feng did not know about the comments of the crowd, because they were fully immersed in the battle and did not dare to be distracted at all.
"Bang" It was another powerful collision. However, this time, Xing Jue was sent flying hundreds of meters away before he stopped.
"Dammit."
At that moment, Xing Jue's arms, legs, and even his body were trembling slightly. Although his speed was already equal to Han Feng's by relying on the Illusionary Lightning Dashing, his physical body was far inferior to Han Feng's. If this continued, Xing Jue knew that he would be defeated sooner or later.
"What? Can't hold on any longer? "
At that moment, Han Feng's rage was like thunder. He would not give Xing Jue any chance to catch his breath. After sending Xing Jue flying back, he attacked once again, and this time, the attack was even more powerful than before.
"Bang" However, when Han Feng's powerful and heavy fist smashed onto Xing Jue's body, it was as if it had struck an indestructible object, and waves of piercing pain came from his hand bones.
"What is this?"
At that instant, Han Feng discovered in astonishment that a dark-black gas was actually rising from Xing Jue's body. It was this strange gas that blocked his attack, causing Xing Jue to be unharmed.
"Soul Doppelganger."
* swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh *
Looking at Han Feng, whose face was filled with shock, the corner of Xing Jue's mouth suddenly formed a strange smile. After which, his Spiritual Strength was instantly withdrawn into his body, and with a sway of his body, dozens of fists smashed towards Han Feng.
* bang bang bang bang ~ *
"Ahh ~"
Han Feng was already unable to block two fists, so how could he block dozens of them? He felt pain all over his body, and he was actually sent flying by Xing Jue.
When his gaze once again looked towards Xing Jue, his expression could not help but change greatly, because he discovered in astonishment that it was not a single figure that was rushing towards him, but dozens of them.
"What is that battle skill? How can it transform into so many Xing Jue? Moreover, these auras are actually the same as Xing Jue's original body!! "
Looking at the dozens of bolts of lightning, the faces of everyone present were filled with shock. Even elder Zhuge could not help but widen his mouth. He had never seen or even heard of such a strange battle skill before.
"Ahh ~ ~ ~"
One Xing Jue was already able to fight evenly with Han Feng. Dozens of Xing Jue would be no suspense at all. With a miserable shriek, Han Feng had already been defeated by Xing Jue's countless heavy punches and kicks.
"Han Feng … has actually lost!"
When the doppelganger dissipated, Xing Jue and Han Feng's figures once again appeared in everyone's line of sight. At that moment, Han Feng's entire body was swollen, and he was foaming at the mouth. He had fainted, while Xing Jue stood beside him, gasping for breath.
Even though Xing Jue's entire body was covered in sweat, and there were bruises on his body and face from the collision, and his aura was also extremely weak, at least Xing Jue was still standing.
So, at that moment, everyone knew that in this battle between geniuses that crossed two levels, Xing Jue had actually won. This was within their expectations, yet it was also unexpected.
"Oh ~ ~ ~ ~"
At that moment, deafening cheers rang out from the crowd. Regardless of whether they knew Xing Jue or not, whether they had seen Xing Jue before or for the first time today, they could not help but cheer for Xing Jue.
Because today, Xing Jue had created a miracle, a miracle that was impossible in their eyes. This miracle caused their blood to boil, and they could not help but want to cheer for Xing Jue.
"Heh … as expected, using a doppelganger to use the Illusionary Lightning Swift Movement, this consumption is something that I cannot afford."
However, under the cheers of the crowd, Xing Jue felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, and his vision becoming more and more blurry. Then, he felt his body floating, falling towards the stage under everyone's gazes.
* whoosh *
However, just as Xing Jue was about to fall onto the stage, the figure of an old man appeared beside Xing Jue like a ghost, and embraced Xing Jue.
When the crowd saw this old man, they could not help but be shocked. This was because this person was the renowned figure in the entire Hermit Peak, Elder Zhuge.
"Brat, you have really broadened my horizons." A gratified smile appeared on Elder Zhuge's face as he gazed at the unconscious Xing Jue in his arms.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed since the battle between Xing Jue and Han Feng. In these three days, this explosive news had already spread far and wide, and it was currently the hot topic of discussion among the disciples and elders.
Even though Xing Jue had fainted due to overexertion, he had already completely recovered two days ago. Currently, he was in his own Meditation Cave, practising the High King Tier Battle Skill, the Guardian Barrier.
After his battle with Han Feng, Xing Jue had once again realized that he was lacking. His physical body was not strong enough, and it was impossible for him to fight for a long period of time against an expert who was not at the same level, especially an expert who was two levels lower than him.
Using a doppelganger also consumed a lot of energy, so Xing Jue felt that he needed to practise a battle skill that strengthened his body. The Guardian Barrier that Elder Zhuge had passed on to him was such a battle skill.
The Guardian Barrier was a battle skill that could instantly strengthen the body. After using the Guardian Barrier, the body itself was an extremely destructive weapon, and it could shatter mountains and rocks with just its fists and legs.
With Xing Jue's talent, he had already successfully learnt the Guardian Barrier in the short span of two days. Currently, he was ready to leave, and was prepared to begin his sect mission.
"Why is it you?"
However, just as Xing Jue walked out of the cave, he discovered a figure standing in the air, pretending to be deep as he stared at him. This person was actually Han Feng.
"What? Haven't fought enough? Do you want to fight again? "Xing Jue asked coldly.
"Forget it. You're a monster, I can't beat you!"
However, what Xing Jue did not expect was that Han Feng actually had an appearance of admitting defeat. Although his words sounded a little awkward, this arrogant fellow had actually really admitted defeat.
"Then what do you want?" Seeing that Han Feng did not seem to have any ill intentions, Xing Jue also relaxed his guard.
"I say, those who come are guests. Even if we had a little conflict in the past, there's no need for you to leave me hanging at the entrance, right?" Han Feng had an aggrieved appearance. As he spoke, he even rubbed his thigh, seeming to indicate that he was already tired from standing.
Xing Jue felt rather helpless when faced with Han Feng who was like a scoundrel. However, Xing Jue was not a person who held a grudge. Moreover, he felt that Han Feng was not an evil person. Thus, he invited Han Feng into his abode.
"Sihan Cave. If I may say, the two words' Sihan 'definitely have another meaning. Sihan is thought, and Han is named."
"Junior brother Xing Jue, you're missing a lady called Han, right?"
"I say, junior brother Xing Jue, you're really not kind. You have a fairy-like sister like sister Bao 'er, yet you're still missing another lady. You're really too …"
"No, no. You're not even moved by a lady like junior sister Bao 'er. That lady that you're missing is definitely a rare beauty in this world, a beauty that only appears once every ten thousand years."
"Junior brother Xing Jue, where is that Lady Han? If there's a chance, you must let me feast my eyes on her! " At this moment, Han Feng was sitting in Xing Jue's courtyard, looking at the four big words' Sihan Cave '. He was actually daydreaming, shouting and mumbling to himself.
"What's the matter? Hurry up and say it." Facing Han Feng like this, Xing Jue was really speechless.
"Err … Alright, alright. Junior brother Xing Jue, as the saying goes, no discord, no concord. After the sparring session last time, I, your brother, am full of admiration for you."
"I used to think that I was a genius. But after meeting you, I feel that I'm just a talent at most. I, your brother, am also a person who cherishes talent. I feel that Junior brother Xing Jue's talent should not be below the clouds. It should be above the clouds," Han Feng said with a serious face.
"Heh, that's easy for you to say. If I want to enter the clouds, I must become a true disciple. Let's not talk about how difficult the test to become a true disciple is. Just the 100000 merit points alone is enough for me to accumulate."
Xing Jue smiled and shook his head. How could he not want to enter the clouds and become a true disciple? This was the goal he was working hard for. But Xing Jue also knew that it was very difficult to become a true disciple.
"With Junior brother Xing Jue's strength, the test is not a problem. As for the merit points, I have a way!"
"What way do you have?" Hearing Han Feng's words, Xing Jue couldn't help but be shocked and quickly asked.
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