He Yitian took a deep breath and no longer looked at Fan Haori in front of him. He turned back to his original spot and said in a clear voice, "Father, I have returned victorious."
He Quanxin laughed, "Good, you are indeed a child of the He family."
He was not stingy with his praise, but his heart was astonished to the extreme. Of course, he was well aware of Yi Tian's true cultivation level. Since when had Yi Tian improved so quickly?
And when he saw the scene of internal energy consumption just now, he was even more surprised. A day's worth of energy was actually so long. If he was in a different situation, or if he were to control his inner strength to the seventh layer, he would probably be dragged to death by this seemingly endless inner strength.
Of course, now was not a good time to ask. He could only keep his doubts in his heart and think about it later.
He Yitian was well aware. He looked gratefully in the direction of his sixth brother, but could not help but be slightly taken aback. Sixth Brother stood there with an indifferent expression on his face, as if his mind had wandered off to another world. It was as if his thoughts were not in his body. Not only that, he could not even feel He Yiming's breath.
If it were not for the fact that he could still see with his eyes, he would almost suspect that there was no one there.
He was suspicious and was hesitating whether to go forward and take a closer look. However, at this moment, he heard a strange movement behind him and immediately looked over involuntarily.
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A figure flashed, and Fan Shuhe had already appeared behind his son. He gently patted his son's back a few times, and a strong internal energy immediately passed over.
The father and son, like He Quanxin and his son, were of the same lineage.
The same water cultivation method allowed them to have a unique advantage in terms of healing.
However, Fan Haori suddenly broke free. He looked into Fan Shuhe's eyes, shook his head slightly, and said with a trace of shame on his face, "Father, I lost."
Fan Shuhe looked at his son silently. The self-deprecating sadness on his son's face made his heart extremely heavy.
He knew that his son looked smooth and slick on the surface, and even did not hesitate to bow and scrape in front of Lu Xinwen. However, in reality, there was an incomparable arrogance in his bones. Today, he had lost to someone who was around his age. To him, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.
At this moment, he could clearly see the disappointment and confusion in Fan Haori's eyes.
He also knew that if Fan Haori couldn't see through all of this, then it would be difficult for him to improve in the future.
When he thought of this, it was as if a needle had pierced his heart.
Fan Shuhe's expression gradually calmed down, as if he had suddenly made up his mind when faced with a difficult decision.
Patting his son's shoulder, Fan Shuhe's heart was suddenly filled with an unprecedented heroic spirit. He said, "Don't worry, I'll stand up for you."
Fan Haori was startled. Then, he saw Fan Shuhe stride forward.
At this moment, her father's back was so solid and reliable!
Fan Shuhe's every step was as steady as a mountain. It was as if a huge rock was moving. It was extremely steady.
Yuan Zeyu and the others' gazes froze. They were all shocked.
Everyone knew that Fan Shuhe was a Level Ten Water Elemental Internal Force expert. However, this Level Ten Water Elemental Internal Force expert was walking with such heavy steps that he didn't have the slightest trace of the gentle and ethereal feeling of the water elemental.
However, the more it was so, the more solemn and uneasy everyone felt.
What did it mean for a water elemental expert to display such incredible power?
He Yiming's eyes seemed to move a little. He felt a boundless fighting spirit. This was a fighting spirit that had activated all of one's aura and no longer held back.
In his short 16 years of life, he had seen countless experts. Not only Acquired Stage experts, but he had also seen Innate Stage experts.
However, no matter who it was, he had never felt such a strong fighting spirit from anyone.
When an ordinary man was angry, blood would splatter five steps away.
He Yiming actually gave birth to this kind of terrifying feeling for no reason.
He suddenly understood that this was a true expert who had already given up his life and stepped into the battlefield with a sincere attitude.
"Brother He, your son is really good. I admire him. However, it should be our turn to fight now. "
Fan Shuhe smiled faintly. His smile was so calm and unwavering, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
He Quanxin's smile had completely disappeared. He could clearly feel the strong and dangerous aura coming from this person. However, at this moment, he could not back down.
"Since Brother Fan wants to test He's cultivation method, then He will not disobey."
Everyone from both sides quieted down. After seeing He Quanxin enter the battlefield, both sides could not help but feel nervous.
In most people's hearts, He Quanxin and Fan Shuhe were the final trump cards of the two families today.
As long as they decided the winner, then today's fight would basically be over. The ownership of the Yuan Family Manor depended on today's battle.
When Fan Haori challenged He Yitian, everyone thought that they would definitely see more of the same. However, they did not expect that after the battle between the two young people, Fan Shuhe immediately went up to challenge him.
The final battle came so quickly and so suddenly that most people were caught off guard.
He Quanxin was about to step out when he heard He Yiming say, "Uncle, please wait."
Everyone was stunned and looked at him, not knowing what he wanted to do.
He Yiming took a few steps forward, turned around, and blocked everyone's view. Then, he stretched out his hands and shook them at a speed that ordinary people could not see with their naked eyes.
He had cultivated the Imprint Cultivation Method before, so his hands were extremely nimble. This series of movements was even more of a full-fledged skill. It could be said that it was as fast as lightning. In an instant, there was an afterimage. After that, no trace of him could be seen anymore.
Then, he said softly, "Uncle, be careful."
With that, He Yiming returned to his original spot and once again entered the state where he focused all his attention on one point.
He Quanxin's expression was extremely strange. He clenched and unclenched his fists, then rubbed them together as if his body was feeling uncomfortable. However, he did not delay too much. Instead, he raised his head and entered the center of the arena.
Yuan Zeyu and his son looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with worry.
They did not know what had happened to He Yiming that he would stage such a farce at such an important moment. Looking at He Quanxin's expression and expression, he did not seem to be in his peak state. The situation would not be too optimistic this time.
"Please."
After He Quanxin cupped his fists and said the word "please", Fan Shuhe made his move.
At this moment, the distance between the two of them was almost exactly the same as before He Yitian and Fan Haori fought. This was because this was the common distance in a regular fight.
Fan Shuhe raised his palms slightly and gently lifted the heels of his feet. He exerted force on his feet and immediately slid out.
His movements were exactly the same as Fan Haori's at the beginning. If there was really a difference, it would be that his speed was faster, more nimble, and more smooth like flowing water.
From the tranquil water of an ancient well, in an instant, it transformed into the flexible and ever-changing waters of a great river. This sudden change gave everyone an extremely contradictory feeling. It was as if Fan Shuhe was a completely different person, or perhaps it was as if two people were attacking separately.
He Quanxin's expression did not relax at all. His reaction was exactly the same as He Yitian's. He raised one of his palms as if it was placed there, quietly waiting for the other party's attack.
With a soft bang, the palms of both sides collided in an instant. The powerful inner strength instantly exploded with unparalleled power. Waves of invisible inner strength suddenly burst out from under their feet. There were also some cracks on the ground because of the clash between the two Level Ten inner strength experts.
He Quanxin's body was like a boulder, forcibly withstanding the powerful impact of the raging waves. After swaying slightly, he steadily came to a stop.
Fan Shuhe's body shook and he suddenly took a step back.
Although his water cultivation method was powerful, in terms of inner strength cultivation, he was only on par with He Quanxin. Under the suppression of the cultivation method, he was inevitably inferior.
However, Fan Shuhe's feet only touched the ground when he retreated. He rushed up once again, but this time, his finger was like a knife, suddenly piercing out.
That faintly protruding middle finger actually flickered with a bit of sparkling light, like a drop of water that was reflecting sunlight.
He Quanxin dealt with all changes by remaining unchanged. He raised his palm again and lightly touched the other party's palm.
Suddenly, He Quanxin's expression changed slightly. This was because he had already sensed a strange power. This power looked as soft as cotton and did not seem to be very strong. However, this power had a persevering aura, as if no matter what it encountered, it felt as if it could pierce through anything.
He Quanxin's heart faintly chilled. Why did this feeling feel so similar to the characteristics of a metal cultivation method? However, when the inner strength of both sides came into contact, he clearly understood that what Fan Shuhe used was still water cultivation. There was absolutely no change.
Fan Shuhe took half a step back and half a step forward. Every time he retreated and advanced, he would pierce out with his finger like a knife. It was as if this was all of his cultivation method.
However, even when faced with such a simple and almost drowsy fighting method, He Quanxin's expression was unimaginably serious. His legs were slightly bent and steadily blocked each of the other party's attacks. However, in the end, this was all he could do. Because from the beginning to the end, he did not even throw a punch, not even a comforting one.
Under this kind of slow attack, He Quanxin actually became powerless to retaliate.
He Yiming's eyebrows twitched slightly. At this moment, he had already gathered all of his spirit and essential Qi. This highly concentrated state even caused his sensing ability to be much higher than usual.
In his perception, the current Fan Shuhe was no longer the torrential flow of the river, but a small drop of water that slowly dripped down from the cliff.
Although this small drop of water was inconspicuous, its power was definitely not to be underestimated.
Although the torrential flow of the river was extremely imposing and could instantly cover a thousand miles of ocean, the water was still flowing.
However, when the water receded, the mountain was still the same mountain and the land was still the same land. It could not completely destroy this piece of land.
However, the small drops of water that dripped down from above were different. Perhaps they could never reach the water level that could drown the big rocks below, but their efforts could allow them to create a new miracle.
Dripping water could penetrate a rock.
When the number of drops of water reached an endless number, when they dripped onto a certain spot on the big rock over the years, even the toughest rock would be pierced by the seemingly powerless water droplets.
At this moment, Fan Shuhe was compressing all of his inner strength in his body to a high degree, then releasing it bit by bit in an attempt to penetrate the big rock in front of him.
However, this kind of combat skill that forcefully compressed one's inner strength would definitely affect and damage one's body to a certain extent. It was not a problem to do so in a short period of time, but if it was done over a long period of time, even a person made of iron would not be able to withstand it.
At the same time, this kind of fighting method that did not hesitate to damage one's body also had an unimaginably great power.
Even though it was due to the fact that their techniques countered each other, Fan Shuhe still had the absolute upper hand without any doubt.
He Yiming was not the only one who understood this. Anyone who had reached the seventh level of inner strength in the arena should be able to tell.
The dazed and gloomy look in Fan Haori's eyes had completely disappeared. What emerged at this moment was excitement and guilt.
Suddenly, he understood the meaning of his father's words.
He knew that by doing this, his father was practically betting his own life on this victory.
He was using this method to announce to everyone that his son had been beaten up, and he was here to avenge him. For this, he would not hesitate to bet his life.
In a daze, Fan Haori's eyes flashed with a kind of sparkling light. His fists were already tightly clenched together unconsciously. His heart was surging with emotions, and he could not wait to take his father's place.
The negative effects caused by the humiliation of his defeat had completely disappeared. He could feel the gradually surging inner strength in his body. He even had an indescribable feeling that as long as he was given a period of time to cultivate, he would definitely be able to break through the limit of the seventh level and reach the eighth level.
In the arena, He Quanxin finally could not take it anymore. He staggered and finally took a step back.
Dripping water could penetrate a rock. When the power of water was accumulated to the extreme, it was similarly indestructible.
Fan Shuhe's eyes lit up, and radiance shot out from his eyes. The faintly burning meridians in his body seemed to be unable to affect him at all at this moment.
He let out a long roar, and his originally steady body began to spin rapidly. Like a river flowing, wave after wave surged over violently.
If a large rock stood firm, the water naturally would not be able to wash it away. However, if the foundation was already loose, then when a wave came, this large rock could only drift along with the current.
After Fan Shuhe used his life as a bet, he finally won the bet.
His fists moved, and his entire person instantly turned into a stormy sea. It covered the sky and covered the earth as it flooded towards He Quanxin, as if wanting to completely drown him.
He Quanxin's feet lost their center of gravity, and he knew that things were not good. However, at this moment, there was simply no other way. He could only use all his strength to block this storm-like attack.
However, in a battle between experts, once one fell into a disadvantage, it would undoubtedly be extremely difficult to turn the situation around.
Seeing the butterfly-like palms fluttering around him, He Quanxin finally felt powerless.
Although he was extremely unwilling and helpless in his heart, he still let out a long sigh. Finally, he straightened his arms and lashed out like an iron whip.
The expressions of Yuan Zeyu and his son finally changed. Although He Quanxin fell into a disadvantage, with the strong defensive characteristics of the earth attribute cultivation method, if he continued to defend, he might still have a chance to survive.
However, he actually chose to take the initiative to attack at this moment.
Wasn't this equivalent to courting death …
A ferocious glint flashed across Fan Shuhe's eyes. His palm seemed to be boneless as it pressed forward. He had absolute confidence that as long as he could remove the power from his arm, he would be able to take advantage of this momentary gap to injure his opponent. He might even be able to attack consecutively until he killed him on the spot.
He had already raised both his hands, one inside and one outside. His killing intent was revealed, and that powerful and sharp killing intent was directed towards people's hearts.
He Yitian's eyes were already crimson red. He had already clearly seen Fan Shuhe's killing intent.
In an instant, the two experts of the tenth level of inner force had reached the point where life and death were decided.
However, the moment Fan Shuhe's palms touched He Quanxin's arm, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes revealed an extremely shocked expression.
A surge of power came from He Quanxin's arm.
This was a powerful force, a force that was far beyond his imagination.
At this moment, he even suspected that even if it was a metal attribute expert of the tenth level of inner force, would he be able to release such a powerful force?
The piercing pain in the meridians in his body became more and more intense, but he couldn't care less anymore. All of his inner force surged out like a tide, wanting to block this sweeping arm in front of him.
Block, block, can't block …
That arm contained an unparalleled force, breaking through Fan Shuhe's palms and heavily lashing out at his chest.
Fan Shuhe's body flew up as if he had grown wings. He somersaulted in the air, then fell down weakly.
Fan Haori's body was as fast as lightning. He didn't care about the injuries on his body as he suddenly pounced forward and caught his father tightly in his arms.
Fan Shuhe's eyes were wide open as he stared at He Quanxin closely.
At this moment, the clothes on He Quanxin's arm were completely torn, revealing a golden arm guard from below his elbow.
Fan Shuhe's eyes revealed a trace of understanding. His lips trembled twice, and finally, a stream of blood flowed out. He let out a long breath, and no longer had any signs of life.
PS: After hiding for so long, it's time to expose myself. Tomorrow will be the real battle between Innate Masters.
Hehe …
I'm sorry for making everyone wait for so long!
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