More and more people gathered around. The news of Little Fox Girl fighting for her master's name had attracted countless onlookers.
Not only the servants of the aristocratic families stationed at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, but even some old cultivators who came to participate in the Jade Lake Fairy Society had come, causing the atmosphere of this battle between children to become even more solemn. A space with a radius of a thousand feet had been cleared for Little Fox and the young master of the Han Family to fight. The two little people had already begun to fight. The young master of the Han Family held a steel short spear in his hand. He could fight in close combat and cast spells from afar. His extraordinary strength was on full display. However, Little Fox Girl was not simple either. She and her eleven younger sisters had initially been left behind by Fang Xing on Mount Fu Sang. They had received guidance from Uncle Gen and Mount Gu Ren in their cultivation. Later on, they had been sent to the Primordial Path by Mount Fu Sang. There, they had received guidance from the elders chosen by the entire Demon Race. Their opportunities were extraordinary.
The two youths, one with a spear glinting with a cold light and the other with flickering fox flames, began to fight. It was hard to tell who had the upper hand.
"Little Fox Girl's cultivation is not as good as her opponent's. As long as she can last a hundred rounds, she will win!"
Li Hongyi had already whispered to the Little Peng King and the Great Golden Crow. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the battlefield.
They were actually unwilling to fight this battle. After all, Little Fox Girl's cultivation was weaker. She would naturally be at a disadvantage in a battle of spells. However, the young master of the Han Family had insulted Fang Xing's name. As a disciple, Little Fox Girl had to fight for her master's honor. Even Li Hongyi and the others could not stop her. However, they also understood that there was no need to win this battle. As long as they could last a hundred rounds and end in a draw, then Little Fox Girl, who had a lower cultivation, would win. And if she won, it would naturally prove Fang Xing's strength.
At that time, the Han Family's young master, who had shamelessly insulted Fang Xing, would be slapping his own face.
Based on their understanding of the fox girl, although she was young and her cultivation was inferior to Green Hill Mountain, which did not teach her the core secret arts of the fox clan, Fusang Mountain, Lone Blade Mountain, and even the Primeval Path had taught her the most exquisite arts. Moreover, Uncle Gen had even helped her build a good foundation. Even if it was difficult for her to defeat the young master of the Han family in a battle of sorcery, it would not be a problem for her to last a hundred moves.
"I'm the successor of the Han Clan's Celestial Arts, and I'm invincible amongst my peers. You want to defeat me, a wild fox that popped out of nowhere?"
The young master of the Han Family became angrier as the battle went on. With a roar, the shadows of his spear filled the sky as he charged towards the fox girl.
At this point, they had already exchanged twenty to thirty moves, but he still could not firmly grasp victory. This had already made him a little anxious. He had thought that with his cultivation that could suppress his opponent, he should be able to easily take down this little fox. In the battle just now, he had easily gained the upper hand, but he had suffered a great loss when he was ambushed by the little fat foxes and the others. Now, with so many people watching, the little fat foxes and the others could no longer pull any tricks, and it could be said that he had won a hundred percent. However, he did not expect that when they actually fought, it would not be the case.
His cultivation was indeed a notch above his opponent, and his Celestial Arts were also slightly better than his opponent's. However, his opponent was worthy of the name 'fox'. She looked like an honest little girl, but when it came to sorcery, she had many tricks up her sleeve, and her spells were even more complicated. Every time he was forced into a corner, she would always burst out with a strange move and turn the situation around. He had thought that he could take her down within ten moves, but he had repeatedly failed!
"So what if you're the young master of the Han Family? So what if you are the inheritor of the Celestial Arts? "
The little fox girl's skills were nimble, and she weaved between the spear shadows. With a circle of her hands, spots of fox fire appeared, and shot towards the Young Master of the Han Family from all directions from Fang Xing. In the midst of the intense battle, her voice was as calm as ever, and even had a hint of pride. "My master relied on himself, and walked step by step until he was invincible among his peers. This is the true Son of Heaven. I am his disciple, but it is a pity that he did not have the time to teach me. I have not even learned ten percent of his skills, but even so, I do not think I will lose to you …"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Spells interweaved, and dust flew up. As they spoke, another ten moves passed in the blink of an eye.
"Little Yi, this lass, looks honest, but she's not stupid. Her words are very beautiful …"
Li Hongyi looked at the battle in the field, and his heart was even more certain. He smiled and praised.
"How can Little Ancestor's disciple be stupid?"
The Little Peng King also smiled and said, "Compared to her, she is already very honest. She did not receive Little Ancestor's true teachings, look at that …"
Zhu Xiu followed his gaze, and saw the little fat fox watching the battle nervously. She was waving her fists and kicking her legs, and shouting, "Beat him up … stab his eyes … kick his crotch … Aiya, sister, why don't you kick his crotch …"
"… This little guy is the youngest, but he seems to have received the true teachings …"
Zhu Xiu watched for a while, and at the same time, felt angry and amused at the same time. He shook his head, and gradually became silent.
For a moment, he felt a little sad!
No matter who it was, that little devil was a legend, but it was a pity that he died prematurely …
At this time, the descendants of the ancient families were watching the battle in the field, and their expressions were also somewhat serious.
This time, they had invited the Great Golden Crow and the others to resolve the grudge between them, or at least to temporarily dispel the idea of becoming enemies with the ancient families, so as to avoid any trouble when they entered the Hundred Break Mountain for the second time. Although they were secretly prepared to suppress them with their power, they did not really want to shed all pretenses of cordiality. Therefore, this battle between the young generation of the Han Family and Fang Xing's disciple was in line with their intentions. No matter who won or lost, it would not cause the flames of war to go out of control. In their hearts, the young master of the Han Family was undoubtedly going to win. The descendants of the ancient families in the Central Region of the Divine Prefecture were all favored by the heavens, and they were the best in the four regions. When had they ever lost in a battle with their peers?
But looking at the situation in the field, it did not look good …
The face of the Han Family's Divine Son, Han Jianling, was already a little pale. If the young master of the Han Family lost this battle, or even if he did not win, the Han Family's reputation would be almost completely lost. They could not let others say that the Han Family's descendants were not as capable as the disciple of that devil, could they? The ancient families cared about their reputation the most, and losing their reputation was more serious than losing their lives!
At this time, Zhangsun Qingliu had already faintly curled his lips, obviously extremely dissatisfied with this result.
"You dare to look down on me?"
The young master of the Han Family seemed to sense the gazes of the people around him, and he became even more furious. He roared angrily, and his figure suddenly leaped up into the sky, then swooped down. He threw the short spear in his hand, and it actually split into two, then into four, and in an instant, it turned into a sky full of spear shadows. As he descended from the sky, they rushed towards the fox girl Little One, and he shouted, "Cloud-collapsing Void-splitting Spear …"
"Han Family's secret skill!"
The expressions of the people watching the battle became serious.
The young master of the Han Family had used this move, which meant that he had already made up his mind to kill, and did not want to continue fighting.
"108,000 Swords …"
At this time, the fox girl Little One also shouted in a low voice, and her hands formed a seal, impressively displaying the secret skill of the Lonely Edge Mountain. Specks of fox fire condensed behind her, and actually turned into two large wings. With a flap of her back, she directly rushed into the sky at an extremely fast speed, and most of the spear shadows were dodged by her. Even if some couldn't block it, the two flaming wings slapped the surroundings, and the appearance of the two wings soaring into the sky actually vaguely resembled the image of Fang Xing using the Sword Demon's Great Wings to rampage around …
Boom!
The battlefield was filled with smoke, and flying sand and stones only settled down after a long time.
In the sky, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, faced each other. One was the young master of the Han Family, who was panting heavily, and the other was the fox girl Little One in a fluttering white dress. At first glance, the fox girl Little One seemed more tranquil, and although her dress was fluttering in the wind, her bearing was a notch higher.
In fact, the fox girl Little One was in extreme danger just now, but with the combination of the Roc Race's secret skill and the Fox Race's secret skill, she had escaped the disaster. On the surface, she looked far more tranquil than the young master of the Han Family, as if she had firmly gained the upper hand.
"Haha, good girl, you didn't embarrass your master …"
The Great Golden Crow chuckled and walked over to the battlefield.
Li Hongyi also knew what was going on, and smiled lightly. "We have already exchanged a hundred moves, there is no need to continue. How about we call it a draw?"
The Han Family's Divine Child, Han Jianling, and the others all had extremely ugly expressions.
After a hundred moves, the young master of the Han Family had not only failed to defeat his opponent, but also exhausted himself!
How was this a draw?
It was clearly a slap to the face of the Han Family, wasn't it?
However, as the Great Golden Crow, Li Hongyi, and the others entered the battlefield, they hesitated, not knowing whether they should stop them.
If they stopped them, the hatred between the two sides would deepen, and it would not be in line with their original intentions.
The young master of the Han Family, on the other hand, was sweating profusely. He looked frustrated, and even a little aggrieved.
Why? His cultivation was clearly higher, and his spells were more powerful, and he clearly felt that he would be able to defeat her in a few more moves …
"Haha, the winner has not been decided yet, why must we call it a draw?"
At this moment, a voice rang out. It was Zhangsun Qingliu. She slowly stepped into the battlefield, and her aura surged, and happened to block the way of Li Hongyi and the others. As she spoke, she sent a faint divine thought toward the young master of the Han Family, with an inexplicable mockery. "Are you tired? You've disgraced the Han Family … "
The young master of the Han Family's face turned purple when he heard this. He suddenly shouted, "It's not over yet, let's continue!"
Hearing this, the fox girl, who was about to leave the battlefield, was slightly taken aback and turned to look at him.
"Little Yi, come back, you've already fought for your master. There's no need to fight anymore!"
The expressions of Li Hongyi and the others also changed slightly, and they shouted at the fox girl.
"Haha, haha, the disciple of the demon is so timid? They've only fought for a hundred moves, and they don't dare to continue? The disciple is a coward, but the master is also a good-for-nothing. It's not enough even if a hundred of such trash die. How can there be such a ridiculous person talking about the reputation of the demon? Such trash can't even be compared to the servants of the Han Family. What kind of reputation can they have? "
Seeing the fox girl's hesitation, the Han family's young master simply cursed out loud. His eyes were scarlet as if they were filled with blood.
"You dare to insult my master … Fine, fine, I'll fight to the death with you today!"
The fox girl could not hold back anymore when she heard his curses. She snorted coldly and turned back in the air.
"This time, I'll definitely kill you!"
The young master of the Han Family was overjoyed. He shouted and rushed forward with his spear …
"How dare you!"
The Golden Crow and the others rushed forward, unwilling to let them continue fighting. Generally, according to the rules of the cultivation world, as long as it was not a life and death feud, a hundred moves would be enough in a battle of magical powers. It was impossible that the Han family did not know this rule. He had actually used words to provoke the fox girl Xiao Yi's anger. He had clearly crossed the line. If he really allowed Xiao Yi to continue fighting with him, the outcome would be worrisome …
"Hehe, the younger generation is cultivating ten moves. Let's not interfere!"
At that moment, Han Jianling of the Han Family and the sons of the other aristocratic families flew up at the same time and stood in front of the Golden Crow and the others. Han Jianling was a little helpless, but he had clearly made up his mind. Although Zhangsun Qingliu was the one who had caused this, he still had to protect the Han Family's reputation first. He really had to let them continue fighting in this battle.
"That's right. The disciple of the demon is fighting with the younger generation of the Han Family. Why are you interfering?"
Zhangsun Qing Liu also blocked them and sneered. "If you really think that you have no chance of winning, then let another disciple come forward …"
Li Hongyi and the others were furious. They looked at each other and decided to attack.
"Go …"
In the midst of the chaos, the old fortune-teller who was sitting on the back of the green donkey suddenly sighed softly.
The green donkey he was riding on turned around and looked at him in confusion.
"It does affect our initial plan …"
The old fortune-teller sighed and said helplessly, "But face … we should fight for it!"
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