If I can't block your sword, then I will let you block mine.
This was a concept of using offense as defense in martial arts. This concept was used to great effect in the Stabilization Constabulary. Unfortunately for Fang Zhengzhi, he had mastered the concept of using offense as defense.
However, it was impossible to defeat Nangong Hao with this concept alone.
After all, to use offense as defense, one had to be able to attack. If one couldn't even attack, or if one's attack was useless, how could one use offense as defense?
Fang Zhengzhi understood this concept.
As such, he decided to improve on this concept.
There had always been an ancient saying that described how the weak could defeat the strong. This saying, in layman's terms, was "A random punch can kill an old master!"
Of course, if this "a random punch can kill an old master" happened between a highly skilled person and a rookie, no matter how elegant the rookie's technique was and how ordinary the expert's technique was, the bystanders would say it differently. Furthermore, they would even look at it with admiration.
Then, they loudly exclaimed a few words of praise. An expert was indeed an expert. This seemingly ordinary move had reached perfection. Just this punch, which did not belong to any sect or sect, was worthy of the word "Grandmaster".
Then, the expert would naturally appease the rookie who had mastered his moves to the point of perfection. Finally, he would leave behind an extremely pretentious sentence, and that was ….
"No matter how exquisite your technique is, it is still full of flaws in my eyes. To become a true expert, you need to be able to use no techniques."
This was the highest level of martial arts.
No technique is better than having a technique!
Fang Zhengzhi obviously couldn't reach this level in one go. In fact, ever since he left the Northern Mountain Village, he had never been able to reach this level in one fight.
Enlightenment?
That was such a small chance.
Think about it, in a world like this, there were countless people fighting every day. The strong fought the weak, the weak fought the strong. If just a few fights could allow one to understand this, understand that …
The word 'epiphany' was a little too worthless.
Fang Zhengzhi didn't have an enlightenment. He only had a feeling that he was in a situation where "no technique is better than having a technique".
As long as he attacked, Nangong Hao would be able to counter it, rendering his technique useless.
In other words …
He was now a rookie facing an expert.
No matter how exquisite his moves were, no matter how gorgeous they were, they were still no match for the other party's ordinary and dull sword.
The Dragon Combat Plan, Steal Others' Dao!
How domineering.
On the surface, it seemed that there was indeed no solution. However, when one thought about it carefully, there was a rule to it, and that was to counter every move that was made. The key point of this rule was the word 'see'.
Of course, the word 'see' didn't mean 'despicable', but 'see'.
If Nangong Hao used his Mountain Waterfall Technique, his sword would merge with the waterfall and become a part of it.
Fang Zhengzhi's sword technique was naturally countered.
However, from another perspective, what if there was no waterfall?
This idea was a little bold. Moreover, it didn't seem to be possible. After all, if there was no waterfall, there would be no Dao. Without Dao, how could a sword have such great power?
But …
If one looked at the source of this problem, one would realize that it was not entirely impossible.
For example, Fang Zhengzhi's waterfall was formed from Dao. Simply put, it was formed from Dao, using the shape of Dao to increase the power of the technique.
With the posture of falling from the sky, the impact of Dao was concentrated in a single point in the form of accelerated movement. The attack power of this move was naturally imaginable.
However, the power of a sword technique was determined by something else other than Dao.
That was …
The white mist that filled the pocket dimension.
Dao was form, and the white mist was power. If two people of the same strength used different techniques, the power of the technique would be different. Similarly, the same technique could be used differently by people of different strength.
As such, there was no waterfall?
To put it simply, he had given up on the intricacies of his technique. To put it more bluntly, he had given up on the power of Dao, relying purely on 'brute force'.
Of course, it was impossible for an average person to use such a fighting style.
For example, there were thousands of thirsty refugees in front of him, but he only had a bucket of water in his hand. What could he do? He could only divide the water carefully into cups or even half a cup.
That was because he had to ensure that the thousands of refugees would not die of thirst.
However …
What if he had a lake with a radius of a few hundred miles?
Would he still need to divide the water in half a cup? He could just let the thousands of refugees swim in the lake. They would not drown, much less die of thirst.
There was a lot of white mist in Fang Zhengzhi's pocket dimension. In fact, apart from the white mist that filled the entire sky, there was also a vast ocean in his pocket dimension.
In this world, the white mist was known as the source of Dao.
It was possible to unleash the power of a sword technique that was as powerful as Dao without using Dao. However, the prerequisite was that one had to waste more strength. In other words, one had to use all of one's strength for every technique.
In other words, Fang Zhengzhi had given up on Dao and only used the source of Dao. That was the white mist that filled the sky of the entire pocket dimension.
…
Those who grasped more than 100 Daos could be considered as heroes in the same cultivation state.
This was an experience that had been accumulated through countless dynasties. However, this was only an experience. Very few people understood the real reason.
Fang Zhengzhi did not understand it in the past. However, he seemed to understand it now. Chi Guyan's words flashed past his mind again.
"What you need now is to solidify your understanding of Dao and water it!"
Fang Zhengzhi only had a rough idea of what Chi Guyan meant. However, he seemed to have understood the real meaning now.
His advantage was not the Dao that was hung all over the tree.
That was because the Dao had not taken form. An unformed Dao was like a sword that had not been polished. Its power was naturally mediocre. However, the source that was produced by the Dao …
It was so powerful that it made one's heart tremble.
That was what he could rely on the most.
At least, it was his biggest trump card now. When the Dao that filled the entire tree was fully formed, no one could guess what would happen.
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Nangong Hao, who was attacking him from all four directions.
However, at this moment, he was no longer as shocked as before. He was no longer worried about the fish dying but the net not being broken.
That was because he wanted the net to …
Break first!
"Boom!"
A huge shockwave exploded at the point where Fang Zhengzhi and Nangong Hao met. Dust flew everywhere. This was different from the first attack that Nangong Hao had used against Chen Feiyu. It was also different from the first attack that Nangong Hao had used against Fang Zhengzhi.
This attack...
It was powerful and powerful.
It was no longer as calm as before. It was as if two huge meteorites had collided. The shockwave rippled out in all directions.
All of the other candidates subconsciously took a step back. However, as they did so, they widened their eyes.
They could not see what was going on.
From the moment Nangong Hao drew his sword, to the four figures and the four swords merging into one, an enormous airwave swept across the place.
"Did they collide?"
"Or is the outcome already decided?!"
All of the surrounding candidates felt that even though Fang Zhengzhi was talented, he was lucky to be able to block Nangong Hao's first attack. How could he block a second?
Yan Xiu stared intently at the epicenter of the shockwave. He gripped his Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He had not relaxed at all.
Compared to Yan Xiu's nervousness, Chen Feiyu and Wu Feng were much more shocked.
Chen Feiyu was the most affected. To him, as long as the person standing in front of him was Nangong Hao, then his attack would be useless. Since it was useless, why was it so powerful?
Teng Shisheng also stared at the epicenter of the shockwave. He looked slightly nervous, but his nervousness was very different from Yan Xiu's.
Moments later …
The shockwave stopped and the dust settled.
Two figures slowly emerged from the dust. One was dressed in a white scholar's robe, the other was dressed in a leopard print leather robe.
They were dressed differently, but they were covered in dust.
Fang Zhengzhi smiled faintly. The Traceless Sword in his hand shone with a purple light. Just like before, he did not wait for Nangong Hao to attack.
Instead, he charged forward with his sword.
The purple light shone brightly, causing Fang Zhengzhi's eyes to turn purple.
"He … charged forward again?!"
"That means that he blocked Nangong Hao's attack just now? Furthermore, not only did he block it, he still has the energy to charge forward? "
"How is this possible?"
All of the candidates were filled with shock. They were shocked by this unbelievable outcome.
In other words, this was not a result they could imagine at all.
Nangong Hao was also shocked. He wasn't shocked that Fang Zhengzhi had blocked his attack, but that Fang Zhengzhi actually …..
Could still fight?!
He knew very well how Fang Zhengzhi managed to block the attack just now.
Fang Zhengzhi did not use any sword technique, nor did he use any Domain or Dao. All he did was release all the Origin Energy in his Small Dimension.
How powerful was the Origin Energy that filled a small world?
No one knew.
However, what they knew was that Fang Zhengzhi blocked Nangong Hao's second attack.
Hence …
Fang Zhengzhi's third strike arrived in front of Nangong Hao. There was no more radiance. There was only a smear of purple, a demonic purple.
That was the purple on the Traceless Sword. It was a purple that had nothing to do with any Dao.
However, the power of this attack was equally powerful. It was so powerful that it tore a small black crack in the air. That crack could only be created by Fang Zhengzhi's Sun Shooting Bow and the Million Sword Illustration.
However, it had appeared in Fang Zhengzhi's ordinary strike.
"So that's how it is!" The golden light in Nangong Hao's eyes lit up. When he saw Fang Zhengzhi's unreserved attack, he understood what was going on.
Fang Zhengzhi's attack did not have any techniques. In other words, it did not have any Dao. It was a powerful attack formed by the Origin Energy.
As such …
His Dragon Combat Plan could not control Fang Zhengzhi's Origin Energy.
Nangong Hao wanted to end this battle as soon as possible. However, if things continued like this, it would not end anytime soon. At the very least, it would not end before Fang Zhengzhi used up all the Origin Energy in his pocket dimension.
"Boom!"
The third attack.
The Purple Scar Sword and Wuwei Sword clashed once again. A huge shockwave exploded from the center of the clash, spreading outwards in all directions.
Then, it was the fourth, fifth, sixth attacks …
Every single time the two swords collided, an enormous impetus would erupt, and it caused the dust in the surroundings to roil. It was even to the extent that even the figures of the two of them became blurry and indistinct.
"Is … is that really Fang Zhengzhi?!"
"How can he be so powerful? How can he exchange so many blows with Nangong Hao?"
"Could it be that Nangong Hao is suppressing his cultivation state?"
"Nonsense. Let's not talk about whether Nangong Hao would do that. Do you think this is possible for a Heavenly Reflection State cultivator?"
The surrounding candidates watched as the two of them fought with all their might. Their mouths were agape, and their eyes were wide open.
They could not believe it.
They really could not believe it.
This was not a duel. This was a fight to the death. However, wasn't this going on a little too long? How could anyone fight for so long?
Yan Xiu clenched his fists once again. Other than nervousness on his cold face, there was also a shock that came from the bottom of his heart. He had always felt that he had improved very quickly.
However, he did not expect Fang Zhengzhi to improve even faster!
It had only been two months since the preliminary court examinations. How could Fang Zhengzhi be so powerful? He was actually able to fight Nangong Hao?!
This was shocking.
Everyone's eyes were glued to the two figures fighting. Their silhouettes flickered in and out of sight, and the sounds of collisions reverberated through the air.
Everyone's hearts were constantly being shaken at this moment.
"So powerful!"
"They have exchanged at least seven blows!"
"I wonder how many blows they will be able to exchange?"
"How is he able to block Nangong Hao's sword? Could it be that he really is a monster? "
All of the candidates stared at the two of them as they calculated their moves. At the same time, they were trying to guess how long the battle would last. Of course, they were just guessing how long it would take.
As for the outcome …
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