The cold wind rustled his battle robe, and the ends of Chu Huaiyin's long hair fluttered in the wind. He carried his sword on his back, as if he didn't intend to fight with his sword. His right hand hung low, and fighting aura surrounded his fingertips. His body glowed with a faint purple light, and his martial soul, the sable, was about to appear.
Zhen Fang held a long and thin sword, and his expression was fierce as he sneered, "Stop, Chu Huaiyin. Although you're a member of the Royal Guard, you should know that there's a huge difference in status between you and my sister. You're just a lowly noble, and you don't even have a title of nobility. How are you worthy of my sister? I advise you to rein in your horse before it's too late. You won't make a huge mistake. "
Chu Huaiyin's gaze was like water, and his voice was extremely calm as he said, "There's a difference in status between people, but there shouldn't be a difference in character. Young Duke, although Zhenxiang comes from a rich and powerful family, Chu Huaiyin is confident that with my strength, I can let her live a good life. I'll protect her for the rest of her life and give her happiness."
"Pfft!"
Zhen Fang said angrily, "You want to give my sister happiness? Why don't you look in the mirror? Chu Huaiyin, you lowly bastard. Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite. Today, only one of us can walk off the stage alive! "
"Is that so?"
Chu Huaiyin smiled and said, "Then, I'll have to ask you to teach me!"
…
"Buzz!"
Zhen Fang thrust his sword forward, stepping on his martial soul, the Glazed Pagoda. The blade of his sword was surrounded by sharp sword aura, and it was obvious that he was an expert swordsman from the way he raised his sword. The sword aura instantly spread out, and it didn't look like a single attack. Instead, it looked like thousands of pear blossoms had bloomed in the air. Almost all of Chu Huaiyin's acupoints were within the range of the sword aura.
The strength of Zhen Fang's strike was boosted by the Glazed Pagoda, so it naturally couldn't be underestimated. Not to mention that Zhen Fang had already stepped into the second level of the Heavenly Realm, so the ruthlessness of this strike was obvious.
Just as Chu Huaiyin retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena, he suddenly leaped up and left Zhen Fang's attack range. His battle energy surged in midair, and the next moment, he launched an attack from midair. His palms turned into fingers and instantly released thousands of Star-picking Fingers. It was as if thousands of stars were descending from the sky. The magnificence of his moves was indeed rare.
"Golden Bell Shield!"
Zhenfang spun around and stood on the ground, but he still activated his martial soul's skill. A golden barrier appeared around his body, and Chu Huaiying's Star Plucking Finger caused golden ripples to appear on the golden barrier. Just as his body was about to fall, Zhenfang rushed over with his sword in hand. A sword light flashed, and a ruthless sword shot into the sky.
Whoosh!
Battle energy gathered in his palms, and Chu Huaiying's body suddenly spun in a spiral, perfectly dodging Zhenfang's sword energy. He spun around and landed on the ground, shouting, "Golden Snake Coiling!"
His movement technique was extremely mysterious. Just as Feng Jixing had said, no one knew who Chu Huaiying's master was. However, just based on his skills alone, it was enough for him to stand proudly on the mainland. In fact, Feng Jixing had once said that he would rather face Qin Lei than Chu Huaiying's tricky and magnificent moves. This was enough to show how extraordinary Chu Huaiying's cultivation was.
However, just as Chu Huaiying landed on the ground with the Golden Snake Coiling, Zhenfang suddenly launched another attack. His sword spun in the air, and countless sword energies raged towards Chu Huaiying.
Myriad Sword Technique!
This was a technique that used sword energy to control one's sword. It wasn't very rare, but Zhenfang's move was as swift as a gust of wind and lightning. Furthermore, the timing was very exquisite. He launched his attack the moment Chu Huaiying landed on the ground. At this moment, Chu Huaiying needed half a second to recover his battle energy, which was also when he was at his weakest.
"Pfft!"
A wisp of blood spurted out from Chu Huaiying's shoulder. Following that, more and more blood spurted out. In the blink of an eye, his chest had already been pierced through by four to five holes. Although they weren't serious injuries, he looked very miserable.
…
"Ah …"
On the viewing platform, Zhenxiang suddenly stood up. Her pair of beautiful eyes were filled with shock and worry. "Lord Chu …"
"Zhenxiang!"
Zhenfang frowned and said, "Sit down. Don't forget that his opponent is your younger brother. You are a member of the Zhenfang family, so you should have the pride of a Zhenfang family member. How can you lose your composure for a mere Imperial Guard?"
"Father, I …" Zhenxiang slowly sat down, but her gaze didn't leave Chu Huaiying. She bit her red lips, and a trace of pain appeared on her face. She said, "I only hope that father can fulfill our wish. Other than Chu Huaiying, Zhenxiang will never fall in love with any other man."
"Is that so?"
Zhenfang faintly smiled. He raised his head and leisurely said, "Love and hate, gather and disperse. In the endless flow of time, what does it count for? One day, you will understand this truth."
Zhenxiang suddenly lowered her head and looked at the ground. She faintly smiled and said, "I would rather choose not to understand this truth."
"You …"
Zhenfang angrily glared at his own daughter. However, he suddenly sighed and said, "Father has spoiled you since you were young. Whatever you want, I will give you. However, this is the only thing that I can't let you do as you please. If it was someone else, even if they were born in a poor family, I would have nothing to say. It's fine as long as you like them. But this Chu Huaiying … he is Feng Jixing and Qin Yan's man. The grudge between him and the Divine Marquis Mansion is simply irreconcilable. Qin Lei can't wait to kill father in anger. Do you really want to consign father to eternal damnation?"
"I …"
Zhenxiang was speechless. She raised her head and looked at the arena again. Chu Huaiying's handsome figure had already launched a counterattack. The battle qi in his body had turned into starlight and surrounded his body. His fingers were like butterflies flying in the air, shooting out beams of starlight. The [Star Plucking Finger], as the name suggested, could pluck stars to injure people. These beams of starlight bombarded Zhenfang, making it almost impossible for him to get close.
… …
After fighting for a long time, Zhenfang had already fallen into a disadvantageous position. Perhaps Chu Huaiying's injuries looked very miserable, but only Zhenfang himself knew how miserable his situation was. Many of the major acupoints in his body had been sealed by Chu Huaiying's [Star Plucking Finger]. Even the strength to hold his sword seemed to be a little strained, let alone to use the Imperial Sword Technique.
"Pfft …"
Another swift and fierce [Star Plucking Finger] directly pierced through Zhenfang's Holy Temple battle robe and battle armor. His Holy Temple Deacon's golden insignia instantly shattered and rolled on the ground.
"Ah …"
Zhenfang didn't even look at the Holy Temple insignia. Instead, he forcibly gathered his True Qi and leaped up to counterattack. His longsword was like a poisonous snake as it pierced towards Chu Huaiying's dantian. Was he trying to … destroy Chu Huaiying's energy sea?
For a cultivator, there was probably nothing more important than the energy sea.
"You!"
Chu Huaiying was slightly angered. His left hand suddenly turned into a palm, and a palm descended from the sky. He shouted, "Moon Imprint Palm!"
"Boom!"
The force of the palm descended from the sky and directly landed on Zhen Fang's back, blasting him to the ground along with his sword. His face even heavily collided with the hard stone floor, causing blood to flow, and it was a tragic sight to behold.
"Let's stop here!"
Chu Huaiying said lightly, "Young Duke, you have already lost. There is no need to struggle anymore. Just admit defeat."
"I … I …"
Zhenfang's face was full of dejection and regret. Tears swirled in his eyes. As the Young Duke of the Divine Hou Residence and one of the twelve deacons of the Holy Temple, he actually lost so miserably. Furthermore, he didn't lose to experts like Feng Jixing or Qin Lei. Instead, he lost to a nameless Royal Guard. How could he endure such humiliation?
"Chu Huaiying, I …" Zhenfang raised his head and looked at Chu Huaiying. He said softly, "If you really want to marry my sister, then listen to me."
"Hmm?"
Chu Huaiying was slightly stunned. Zhenxiang was his only weakness other than Chu Yao. Once he heard that he had a chance to be with the person he loved, he lost his ability to judge. He squatted down and asked, "Young Duke, do you have any ideas?"
"Of course … hehe!"
Just as Chu Huaiying was very close, Zhenfang suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Huaiying's collar. The longsword in his right hand pierced into Chu Huaiying's dantian at lightning speed!
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered, but it was only a superficial wound. After all, Chu Huaiying's Battle Aura Armor had not been broken. The longsword cut a long wound on his abdomen and blood flowed out.
"You!"
Chu Huaiying was furious. He raised his hand and slammed it directly on Zhenfang's abdomen. It was also the location of his Qi Sea. A powerful Moon Reflection Palm landed!
"Boom …"
Blood splattered from Zhenfang's dantian as if it had exploded. At this moment, his Qi Sea had been destroyed!
…
"Chu Huaiying, how dare you!?"
Zeng Yifan stood up abruptly. His figure flashed, and like a goshawk, he swooped towards the martial arts arena. He raised his palm and attacked from above. How could Chu Huaiyin withstand an attack that was filled with Saint realm Dark Force? He even gave up on defending himself. He closed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "I, Chu Huaiyin, have a clear conscience!"
At this moment, another figure attacked like lightning. Flames soared into the sky and a huge fire cauldron blocked in front of Chu Huaiying. It was Fire Cauldron Qu Chu!
"Boom!"
The flames exploded. Qu Chu and Zhenfang retreated a few steps after their palms collided. Zhenfang also fell from the sky and landed beside Zhenfang.
"Marquis, everyone in the Sword Battle Tournament has to sign a life and death agreement. Young Noble Marquis launched a sneak attack first. It's not Chu Huaiying's fault. I hope Marquis will understand and not vent his anger on Chu Huaiying." Qu Chu cupped his fists and said respectfully, "Young Noble Marquis's Qi Sea being destroyed is the will of the heavens. My condolences."
"You!"
Zhenfang shouted angrily and glared at Qu Chu. However, he did not flare up. He did not have the confidence to win against Qu Chu.
…
"Fang 'er …"
Zhenfang turned around and hugged Zhenfang. He checked his injuries and found that his Qi Sea had completely leaked out. Zhenfang's cultivation was also destroyed. The battle energy stored in his body had all returned to heaven and earth.
Zhenfang's eyes were closed and he fainted. He did not know anything.
"Why …"
Zhenfang trembled and roared, "Heaven and earth are unfair. Why are they treating me like this?"
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