"Is he Fang Yuan or Fangzheng?" Some of the students muttered. There were still some who couldn't tell the difference between Fang Yuan and Fangzheng, the twins.
"It's Fangzheng. Fang Yuan always has a cold expression on his face, there's never a nervous expression on his face. "Someone answered.
"Oh, then there's something to see. Fangzheng is the only A grade prodigy in our stronghold in the past three years. "Everyone looked at him.
Fangzheng could feel the pressure from their gazes, which made him even more nervous.
Standing in the arena, his fingers were trembling slightly.
His first Crescent Blade was originally aimed at the chest of the Straw Puppet, but because of his nervousness, he missed. In the end, the Crescent Blade landed on the Straw Puppet's neck.
The youths immediately let out soft gasps of surprise.
They thought that Fangzheng had done it on purpose, not aiming for the Straw Puppet's chest, which was the easiest to hit, but the neck. This was a sign that he was confident in his attacking technique.
They couldn't help but look forward to Fangzheng's next performance even more.
Guyue Mobei and Guyue Chengcheng's expressions darkened.
The only ones who could see that Fangzheng had made a mistake were the academy elder and Fang Yuan.
"That was close!" Seeing this Crescent Blade, Fangzheng exclaimed in his heart, secretly feeling that he was lucky.
He took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and released two more Crescent Blades. This time, he didn't make a mistake, and both Crescent Blades hit the Straw Puppet's chest accurately.
This result made the academy elder nod his head, while Mobei and Chicheng calmed down. Fangzheng's result was on par with theirs, and it was up to the academy elder to grade.
The other students let out sighs of disappointment. Fangzheng's subsequent performance was not outstanding, and they were slightly disappointed.
There was nothing interesting about the next few groups. No one could perform better than Mobei, Chicheng, and Fangzheng.
The youths began to whisper to each other.
"It seems that the first place in today's assessment will be decided between the three of them."
"All three of them hit the Straw Puppet, I wonder who the elder will favor."
"Wait, it's the last group, Fang Yuan is up."
"Oh, you mean that 'cold genius' of the C grade? Hehe. "
Until the last group, Fang Yuan went up on stage.
"It's that Fang Yuan …" Guyue Mobei looked up at Fang Yuan, then lowered his eyes, not paying much attention to him.
"Last time, you got lucky and accidentally chose a weak-willed Moonlight Gu, which allowed you to get first place. Let's see how you perform this time! "Gu Yue Chi Cheng crossed his arms, waiting to see Fang Yuan make a fool of himself.
"Brother … this time is not the same as last time, I've trained hard for so long, I can definitely surpass you." In the crowd, Guyue Fangzheng pursed his lips, his fists clenched tightly.
Last time in the assessment to refine the vital Gu, he got second place with his A grade aptitude, so naturally he was not convinced.
Especially when he understood the reason for Fang Yuan's victory, it was because of his good luck that he got first place. This made him even more dissatisfied.
To Guyue Fangzheng, winning against his brother Fang Yuan had a special meaning to him.
Many gazes were focused on Fang Yuan, even the academy elder was looking at him.
Fang Yuan was unmoved, his expression cold.
After he stood still, he channeled his primeval essence into the Moonlight Gu in his palm, and with a wave of his hand, he released the first moonblade.
The moonblade flew high, not only over the Straw Puppet's head, but also above the bamboo wall. After flying for about fifteen meters, the light dimmed and disappeared into the air.
"Pfft …" Some people could not help but laugh.
"That's too far off." Some people laughed coldly.
"He's indeed a genius, no wonder he got first place in refining Gu." Some people said sarcastically.
In the early years, when Fang Yuan created poems and displayed his early wisdom, these people were dissatisfied. Later on, he got first place in refining Gu with 'luck', adding to their dissatisfaction was jealousy.
Many people were waiting to watch a good show, waiting for the 'genius' Fang Yuan to make a fool of himself, and Fang Yuan's moonblade did not disappoint them.
The crowd burst into laughter.
The academy elder shook his head slightly, laughing at himself in his heart. Why did he pay attention to Fang Yuan for no reason? He was only a C grade, and only got first place in refining Gu because of a moment of luck.
He had already made up his mind, although Mobei, Chicheng and Fangzheng's results were the same, he would choose Fangzheng as first place.
The battle between Guyue Mobei and Guyue City was the epitome of the political struggle between the two powerful elders in the clan. The academy elder had always been in the middle, and did not want to get involved in the political whirlpool.
The academy elder was more inclined towards the clan leader, Guyue Bo, while Fangzheng was on the clan leader's side. Furthermore, he had an A grade aptitude, so choosing him as first place was somewhat biased towards him, and could be accepted by the clan's higher-ups.
A warm spring breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers floated into the battle arena.
The sunlight shone on Fang Yuan's body, casting a lonely shadow on the ground.
His expression was still cold, quietly looking at the Straw Puppet ten meters away, the moonblade imprint in the center of his hand emitting a faint blue light.
The first moonblade was of course purposely missed by him. Now, he only had two chances left, and considering the academy elder's standpoint, if he wanted to get first place, he had to create an effect that far surpassed everyone else's attack.
"There are only two chances left, it's impossible. Brother, I've finally won, "Guyue Fangzheng's eyes stared unblinkingly at Fang Yuan.
Since young, the shadow that his brother had cast in his life was finally fading away at this moment.
Fangzheng felt that victory was close at hand, and subconsciously clenched his fists, his whole body trembling slightly with excitement.
"Brother, winning you this time is only the beginning. Next, I will win you again and again, until the shadow in my heart is completely removed. I want to prove to the clan the excellence of an A grade prodigy! "Fangzheng said to himself in his heart.
But at this moment, Fang Yuan made his move.
His right palm was like a knife, chopping through the air.
With a soft sound, the blue light that enveloped his palm broke free, flew into the air, and turned into a blue moonblade, shooting towards the Straw Puppet.
In the next second, Fang Yuan's right palm lit up with a layer of blue light again.
With a flip of his palm, he chopped out the third moonblade.
His two attacks were connected smoothly and perfectly.
The two moonblades flew out one after the other, and were less than half a meter apart in the air.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the two moonblades accurately hit the Straw Puppet's neck.
"This …" Fangzheng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
In the next moment, the students had a shocked expression, and slowly opened their mouths wide.
They saw the Straw Puppet's head slowly tilt to one side, then fall from its neck, and finally fall to the ground, bouncing once, and rolling a distance of two to three meters.
Fang Yuan had chopped off its head!
This result was out of everyone's expectations.
"Is this luck or skill?" The academy elder frowned.
The same doubt also circled in the hearts of the rest of the students.
For a moment, the Martial Arts Arena fell into silence.
"How could this be …" Fangzheng murmured, and he stared blankly at Fang Yuan. The surging emotions in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he fell into a deep valley.
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't notice the gazes of the crowd on him.
Coo coo coo …
Under the blue sky and white clouds, a flock of colorful parrots suddenly flapped their wings, and flew into the air. They dragged their beautiful and slender tails, cooing as they flew in circles in the air.
Fang Yuan stood in the middle of the Martial Arts Arena, and looked up. Under the bright sunlight, the colorful feathers of the birds were even more dazzling.
His expression was calm, as if he wasn't the one who had just chopped off the Straw Puppet's head.
"The spring sun is really bright …" He sighed in his heart.
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