If it was said that Fang Zhengzhi relied on his understanding of the Law of Dao to successfully top the theory examination, that was something completely unbelievable.
Then …
Facing Meng Yushu, who had already accessed Dao, under the pressure of absolute power, and still being able to win without using a weapon, that was simply an impossible thing.
Meng Yushu naturally couldn't believe this.
But, Fang Zhengzhi's expression really made him very uncomfortable. Because, that expression was really too calm. Furthermore, most importantly, Fang Zhengzhi's eyes actually contained a deep sense of disdain.
Meng Yushu's gaze secretly glanced at Yan Xiu, and realised that Yan Xiu's expression didn't change much.
Then, he moved.
He decided to use the most direct method to settle this duel with such a great disparity in power.
"Die!"
A cold light flashed, and Meng Yushu leapt up.
Then, it was as if raindrops fell on the stage. Or, it could be said that it really was raindrops. Because, within the sparkling white light, raindrops rapidly fell from the sky.
In an instant, those raindrops fell towards Fang Zhengzhi.
"So powerful!"
"Dao Seal as Rain, sword following the rain!"
Most of the examiners hadn't accessed Dao, and naturally felt envious.
Dao Seal, that was an existence that could interpret everything in the world. And what Meng Yushu used now was the Falling Rain Dao Seal. Using the Falling Rain Dao Seal as a mark, he infused his sword technique into the Falling Rain Dao Seal.
Under such circumstances, his sword technique could become a raindrop-like attack.
At this moment, the county head revealed a slight smile, evidently approving of Meng Yushu's abilities.
"Plop plop plop …"
The raindrops landed on the stage, cutting a small hole in the red carpet on the stage, as if it had been drenched by a spring rain.
And Meng Yushu landed lightly on the ground.
But …
Fang Zhengzhi had disappeared.
This caused Meng Yushu to be extremely shocked.
He clearly saw Fang Zhengzhi standing at his original spot, and, it was simply impossible for him to dodge his move. But … very mysteriously, when his sword rain fell, it seemed as if it didn't touch anything.
"So slow!"
A voice lightly rang out from behind Meng Yushu.
Meng Yushu's entire body trembled. Turning his head, he realised that Fang Zhengzhi was still standing at his original spot. And, under his feet, there was still the wound caused by his sword rain.
"How is this possible?"
Meng Yushu couldn't accept it at all. He simply couldn't understand how Fang Zhengzhi dodged his attack, and how he could return to his original position.
It wasn't just him, even the examinees below the stage couldn't understand it.
Meng Yushu leapt up, then a raindrop-like illusion appeared in mid-air, then Meng Yushu fell from the sky. Everything was perfect.
Furthermore, Fang Zhengzhi stood at the same spot.
However, when they blinked and looked again, they realized that there were no wounds on Fang Zhengzhi's body. It was as if Meng Yushu had pierced through him.
In the entire scene, other than the shocked crowd, there were two other people whose expressions were slightly abnormal. One was Imperial Messenger Qin, the other was Yan Xiu. Both of their eyes were currently flickering with a faint light.
It was as if he had seen something very interesting.
"Fang Zhengzhi? Haha … this is really a competition with a great disparity in strength! "Imperial Messenger Qin softly muttered, his eyes seeming to be thinking about something.
Yan Xiu, on the other hand, gently held the Golden Bone Silver Thread Fan in his hand and spat out two words.
"Friend!"
On the stage, Fang Zhengzhi quietly stood at the same spot, gazing at the shocked Meng Yushu.
"Using the falling rain as a seal, then incorporating the sword technique into the seal, not bad …" Fang Zhengzhi pondered for a moment, then nodded, as if he had understood something.
However, in Meng Yushu's ears, this sound was like humiliation.
Being praised as not bad by someone who didn't even have the ability to access Dao, if that wasn't humiliation, what was?
"You actually mocked me for being slow!"
Meng Yushu's expression turned cold. Tapping his feet lightly, then, his body rapidly performed a few strange postures. A faint green light flashed past in mid-air, and a shadow that resembled a falling leaf flashed past.
"Another Dao seal!"
"This time, it should be a falling leaf!"
The examinees' attention was once again attracted by Meng Yushu. After all, even though Fang Zhengzhi had dodged Meng Yushu's attack, he didn't seem to have moved at all.
Most importantly …
From start to finish, there wasn't a single flash of light on Fang Zhengzhi's body.
Just like an extremely ordinary person.
"Woosh!" Meng Yushu moved once again. But this time, his body became blurry, and the trajectory of his movements also became extremely erratic.
It felt like a leaf fluttering in the wind.
"This time, he incorporated the Dao seal into his movement technique!" A sharp-eyed examinee quickly saw that Meng Yushu was using his body to imitate the appearance of a falling leaf.
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Meng Yushu, who was swaying non-stop beside him.
He suddenly felt somewhat bored. He initially wanted to see if Meng Yushu had any new moves. But in reality, he was very disappointed, extremely disappointed.
Meng Yushu's moves weren't too novel.
"Sigh …"
Fang Zhengzhi sighed softly.
Then, he clenched his fist and very calmly executed a small horse stance, as if he was practicing some martial arts on the stage.
Slowly, Fang Zhengzhi's right fist slowly pushed forward.
The two people on the stage seemed somewhat strange at this moment. Because, everything that the two of them were doing seemed to have nothing to do with the other party.
Meng Yushu executed his movement technique and prepared to attack Fang Zhengzhi.
On the other hand, Fang Zhengzhi executed a horse stance alone on the stage, then, he slowly pushed out his right fist.
"What is he doing?"
"Is he training his fist? Or punching the air? "
"What a joke. Does he really think he can win just by throwing a punch in the air? Don't tell me Meng Yushu is going to knock into his fist himself? "
When the surrounding examinees saw Fang Zhengzhi's actions, they began to mock him.
Nobody knew what Fang Zhengzhi was doing. Because, Fang Zhengzhi's movements were too slow, so slow that it was impossible not to dodge.
Yet …
Just as the crowd felt that Fang Zhengzhi's actions were too comical.
Meng Yushu's feet suddenly slipped. Then, the originally erratic Meng Yushu on the stage seemed to have fallen, and crashed head first into Fang Zhengzhi's fist.
"Bam!"
A muffled sound. Meng Yushu's face suffered a heavy punch.
All of the examinees were instantly stunned.
This was possible?
Just as their hearts were filled with doubt, an even stranger scene appeared. Because, after Fang Zhengzhi's fist landed on Meng Yushu's face, Meng Yushu's body was like a shooting star, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
"Boom!" He fell outside the stage.
The examinees surrounding the stage looked at the unconscious Meng Yushu on the ground, and were instantly stunned …
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