"It's stable now!"
Fang Wuan heaved a sigh of relief. His tense emotions also relaxed.
He actually wanted to shoot another arrow, but shooting five arrows consecutively had exhausted too much of his spirit qi and stamina. He needed to slow down a little.
Upon thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and stared at the longbow in his hand.
This was the spoils of war he had picked up after killing a spirit-wind overlord. This longbow didn't require arrows. As long as he pulled the bowstring and released his spirit qi, they would condense into an arrow. Also, the arrow was semi-transparent and could be concealed very well under the light.
Fang Wuan's archery skills weren't bad. Hence, he gave Sun Mo a lot of trouble.
"The final winner of this round is me!"
Fang Wuan felt extremely happy in his heart.
He had followed the eight-gate cloud all the way here. Earlier, when he was searching the surroundings, he heard the sounds of battle. He didn't expect to see Sun Mo and Zhang Qianlin fighting to the death when he sneaked over.
Honestly speaking, Sun Mo's performance was extremely shocking. Even Fang Wuan wanted to say that Sun Mo was a formidable opponent. But so what? (Those who deserve to die still have to die!)
(The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Today, I'm the man that the goddess of luck recommended herself to sleep with!)
Fang Wuan rushed out from his hiding place and lunged toward the three girls. These people who knew the secret of the Wind King Hall mustn't be left alive.
Fang Wuan held his breath. He raised his bow and aimed at Ying Baiwu. This girl had the strongest combat strength, so he had to kill her first. If not, if she escaped, it would be too troublesome to find her.
Spirit qi gushed forth from his five fingers, forming an arrow. But just when Fang Wuan was about to shoot it, the scene before Sun Mo caused him to be dumbfounded. He almost bit off his tongue.
Sun Mo, who had lost his balance, no longer had the ability to evade the arrow. The only thing he could do was to raise his arms to protect his heart and head.
However, such a method was merely to console himself. Because the arrow shot by the Wind King Bow was sufficient to blast a hole through Sun Mo's body, letting him have a taste of what it meant to be heart-piercing.
Just when Sun Mo was doing his best to struggle, a silver trajectory like a shooting star whizzed past and appeared before Sun Mo.
Swoosh!
The arrow slammed into it and vanished.
Bang!
Sun Mo fell to the ground.
"Ah?"
The five people present were all dumbfounded.
A silver cloud floated in the air. Its appearance was in the shape of the Eight Trigrams. It was the Eight Gate Cloud that was ranked tenth on the Darkness Mysterious Species List. It was known as a treasure that only appeared once in a thousand years!
"Wh … why?"
Fang Wuan felt his head turning into mush. Why did the eight-gate cloud block the arrow for Sun Mo? Could it be that he had already subdued it?
No, it shouldn't be! If not, Sun Mo wouldn't have such a shocked expression!
The papaya girl's red lips turned into an 'O' shape. Was this even possible?
"Teacher!"
Li Ziqi came to a realization. She didn't guess wrongly. The eight-gate cloud had been spying on them. Clearly, it was interested in the Ancient Dragon Capturing Touch and wanted to experience that comfortable feeling.
"Why?"
Sun Mo also didn't understand. But after being stunned for a moment, he didn't bother to think about the reason and directly rushed toward Fang Wuan. The power of the longbow in this fellow's hands was too great. He mustn't allow him to shoot anymore arrows.
If a melee fighter fought a ranged fighter, he would be at a disadvantage.
Fang Wuan's reaction was also very fast. His arrow moved away from Ying Baiwu and turned toward Sun Mo again.
Swish!
The translucent arrow disappeared in a flash in everyone's vision. Its speed was inconceivably fast.
Sun Mo's eyes were wide open as he did his best to capture the arrow's trajectory. That eight-gate cloud swooshed forward and appeared before him first.
Swish!
After the arrow pierced into the eight-gate cloud, it vanished once again. It was unknown where it went.
"Damn!"
Fang Wuan cursed. Even though the bow in his hand was a saint-tier longbow, he didn't hesitate to toss it away and pull out his longsword instead.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Wuan roared as he stabbed out with his longsword.
This attack wasn't fanciful at all. It was simply the pinnacle of strength and speed.
Pu!
A wound appeared on Sun Mo's face from the sharp blade of the sword. But just when Fang Wuan wanted to change his move and slice off Sun Mo's head, the wooden blade slammed into Fang Wuan's shoulder with immense force.
Bang!
Fang Wuan staggered backward from the impact.
"Damn!"
Fang Wuan cursed. If it wasn't for the fact that he had fought against the spirit-wind overlord for too long and exhausted too much of his stamina, causing his attack to be out of shape, he would have sent Sun Mo to hell in a single exchange.
Sun Mo seized the initiative to attack.
"Arrogant!"
Fang Wuan had a malevolent smile on his face. "The most correct thing for you to do is to flee!"
Blade Breaking Stance!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The longsword in Fang Wuan's hand instantly unleashed tens of sword shadows. As Fang Wuji's younger brother and someone that Headmaster Cao regarded highly, this fellow's combat prowess was truly strong. Also, ever since he was young, he had fought his way up by jumping levels to kill his way up.
What was a genius?
Even when one was in a disadvantageous situation, one's battle intent would still be boundless and they would think of a way to obtain victory.
Fang Wuan could totally retreat silently. Even if he didn't call his elder brother and came alone, the chances of him winning against Sun Mo in his peak state would be relatively high. However, he didn't do so.
Sun Mo's expression turned heavy. He could sense a powerful aura radiating from Fang Wuan. Confidence, strength, and pride!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
Fang Wuan roared in rage. Each slash was faster than the previous one.
This was the first time that Sun Mo's Immemorial Vairocana was countered. Even saint-tier attacks were useless if they couldn't hit the opponent's body.
Fang Wuan also didn't hope to block all the attacks. Hence, he didn't block some of the attacks that could deal less damage.
This was a ruthless person!
Sun Mo stared at Fang Wuan and activated Divine Sight.
Fang Wuan, 23 years old. Sixth level of the blood-ignition realm.
Strength: 28. Although he isn't born with divine strength, his physique is extremely sturdy.
Intellect: 26. His combat intelligence is top-notch.
Agility: 27. Don't even think about using speed to suppress him.
Will: 29. Mature mentality and knows how to choose when to give up. Since young, he has experienced countless victories, forming a proud heart.
Endurance: 27. Even if he can't kill you, he can exhaust you to death.
...
Potential value: Extremely high!
Note: Extremely competitive and unwilling to admit defeat. If it wasn't for the fact that Fang Wuji was too outstanding, Fang Wuan would definitely replace him and become one of the twin jade annulus of Jinling.
Cultivation art used: 9 stances. Inferior saint-tier.
Zi!
The longsword slashed out, leaving a wound on Sun Mo's arm.
"You actually dare to be distracted when fighting against me? Are you looking down on me? "
Fang Wuan coldly snorted. All of a sudden, he tossed out the longsword in his hand.
Concealed Sword Stance!
Fang Wuan started to counterattack, punching toward Sun Mo with his bare fists.
"What the hell?"
Ying Baiwu cried out. Was this fellow trying to commit suicide? Because she was a spectator, she couldn't understand how terrifying the Concealed Sword Stance was.
Before Sun Mo, Fang Wuan didn't have a sword in his hand, but it was as if he had one. That longsword of his seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and it kept on piercing out from various strange angles, making it hard for one to defend against it.
Bang!
Sun Mo and Fang Wuan exchanged a punch. In the end, when Sun Mo was preparing for his next attack, that longsword suddenly shot out from Fang Wuan's ribs, aiming for his neck.
Dotting Crimson Lip.
Sun Mo barely managed to deflect the tip of the sword.
"Haha, in that case, you are going to die!"
Fang Wuan laughed uproariously. Victory seemed to be in his grasp, but in truth, he was a little anxious. This was because Sun Mo's defense was too stable, causing him to be unable to break through even after a long time.
The terrifying part of the Concealed Sword Stance was that the attacks would be sudden and untraceable. The feeling was like walking through a patch of grass filled with venomous snakes. A venomous snake might appear at any moment, and by the time you saw it, you would have already been bitten.
However, Sun Mo was able to block it in the blink of an eye.
Wasn't his physique a little too good?
Sun Mo didn't lose for now. Other than the fact that his physique was good, it was also because of the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art. If the flow of time in his vision hadn't slowed down, he wouldn't have been able to react in time.
The two of them fought intensely, leaving behind many afterimages. The three girls were no longer able to see them clearly.
(This mustn't continue on!)
Fang Wuan's body couldn't hold on for much longer. The wounds caused by the spirit-wind overlord had ruptured even further. He had to end the battle quickly.
Pak!
Fang Wuan suddenly stretched his hand out and grabbed the longsword. The spirit qi in his body circulated at full speed as he unleashed his ultimate technique.
One Sword Breaking Ten Thousand Stances!
BOOM!
Fang Wuan's aura instantly rose to the limits. When he slashed out with his sword, even Li Ziqi and the other two girls who were tens of meters away felt the sword might enveloping them. There was a bone-chilling coldness that caused them to shiver.
Sun Mo didn't dodge. He held onto his wooden blade and forcefully received this attack.
Paying someone back in their own coin!
Swish!
Fang Wuan's longsword slashed down from Sun Mo's right shoulder all the way to his left rib. As for Sun Mo's wooden blade, it wasn't polite at all. After half a breath of time, it slashed through Fang Wuan's body.
Sssss!
A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from Sun Mo's chest, directly dyeing his teacher robe red.
"Teacher!"
The three girls turned pale from fright and immediately ran away.
"Grand... Grand... Grand Universe..."
Fang Wuan had a stunned look on his face as he stared at Sun Mo. He didn't expect Sun Mo to know the ultimate divine art of the Skyraise Academy. If he knew about this beforehand, he definitely wouldn't have unleashed his ultimate technique so easily.
"Stay further away from my teacher!"
Ying Baiwu shouted loudly and slashed out with her sword.
Swish!
Spirit qi gushed forth, forming a white bird that flew low in the air and slammed into Fang Wuan.
Bang!
Fang Wuan fell to the ground.
"Eh?"
Ying Baiwu was stunned. (It can't be, right? He's so easy to kill?) She had already made preparations to fight to the death.
"Teacher!"
Lu Zhiruo ran over and hugged Sun Mo who was about to fall. Thick blood stained her body.
"Zhiruo, remember this next time. You should deal the finishing blow to your enemy first!"
Sun Mo originally wanted to touch the papaya girl's forehead, but when he saw his hands covered in blood, he gave up.
Li Ziqi, who was a few steps behind, also ran over. She didn't even think and pulled out her dagger, stabbing it into Fang Wuan's chest to confirm that he was dead.
"Dead?"
Ying Baiwu frowned.
Hu!
Sun Mo let out a breath of turbid air. This time around, he had won by a hair's breadth.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
