The two of them walked onto the Martial Arts Practice Field. The two of them didn't reveal anything. Although the battle was intense, because of the previous battle, they were a little tired, so they lacked interest.
After the battle, the two of them tactfully gave up. Originally, they did not intend to compete with Zhang Fan and the other freaks. Instead, they wanted to fight evenly matched opponents. Obviously, they enjoyed the battle to their heart's content. Halfway through the battle, they gave up peacefully.
"Number six!" Xiao Tong continued.
"Number 6, it's me!" A burly man who looked like an iron tower walked out, swaying as he walked towards the training field.
"That's Feng Wujiang from the Wildlands! I wonder who his opponent will be? Could it be Zhao Yuande or Ming Yu? That would be interesting! " Some people looked at Feng Wujiang's tall figure, then turned to look at the remaining dozen or so people with anticipation.
"Ai! He can't hide. Let's go! "
A handsome young man sighed and walked out of the crowd. He didn't choose to admit defeat, but instead walked directly to the stage.
"Looks like this kid isn't simple. He knows his opponent is Feng Wujiang, but he doesn't admit defeat!"
"Maybe this kid is hiding his strength. We'll have a good show to watch."
"Stop dreaming. You've seen how strong Feng Wujiang is. His body is invincible. This kid won't even be able to take a punch from him."
"Alright, alright! Let's begin! "
"My name is Han Qiuyang. Brother Feng, please!" The handsome young man, Han Qiuyang, nodded slightly at Feng Wujiang, indicating that they could begin.
"Kid, you're very polite. I like that. I'll be sure to go easy on you later!" Feng Wujiang grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Brother Feng, don't hold back! I won't hold back either! "Han Qiuyang said in all seriousness. He took out a long sword that looked like autumn water and pointed it at Feng Wujiang.
"Good! Kid, I have high hopes for you! " Feng Wujiang took out a long staff. It shone with a golden light, as if it were made of gold. However, it definitely wasn't gold. As soon as he took it out, the entire stage was filled with heat.
"Fight!"
Han Qiuyang's aura rose sharply, like an unsheathed longsword. A brilliance flowed from the longsword, like a rising moon. An oppressive cold air suddenly enveloped the surroundings, resisting the heat emitted by the golden longstaff as an equal.
"Roar!"
Feng Wujiang felt a strange pressure, but he wasn't worried at all. Instead, he was extremely excited. He roared in a low voice and swung his golden staff forward like a golden beast, breaking the wind and thunder.
"Black Moon Sword!"
The tip of Han Qiuyang's sword flickered slightly, and a crescent-shaped sword ray broke through the air, heading straight for the golden beast.
The crescent moon sword light flew faster and faster, as if it was drawing on the power of the silver moon in the sky. The moment the sword light met the golden beast, it became incomparably huge, as if it really was a silver moon hanging high in the sky.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing could be heard.
What they saw next caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air.
Everyone saw that the golden beast had already disappeared, and the golden staff had been sent flying by the terrifying power. Feng Wujiang's body was actually pushed back several steps in the air before stabilizing himself. His face was flushed red, and it was obvious that the attack just now had caused his blood and Qi to fluctuate.
On the other hand, Han Qiuyang didn't move at all. The longsword in his hand glowed even brighter, and his face was filled with boundless battle intent.
Everyone's expression became very interesting, especially Jian Piaoling. The light in his eyes was even brighter, and there was a kind of desire in them. It was as if he wanted to replace Feng Wujiang on the stage and fight!
Even Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fan were looking at the young man seriously. The silver moon had shocked them too much. They could feel the terrifying power contained within it. Perhaps even a god emperor wouldn't be able to withstand it!
"This … this Han Qiuyang has never revealed his strength. I didn't think he would have such terrifying strength. Will Feng Wujiang lose to him?"
"I don't know! But I vaguely heard of this sword technique before. It's called the Xuan Sword Technique! It's a terrifying immortal sword technique! "
"Immortal sword technique! I see. I didn't think I'd be able to see a sword technique from the immortal world here. Could this person be an expert from the immortal world? "
"Maybe, maybe not … But now's not the time to speculate. We'll know soon enough!"
"Let's continue! I can't wait! "
"… …"
In the sky, Feng Wujiang, who was wielding his golden staff, suddenly became extremely excited.
"Haha! I didn't think that I, Feng Wujiang, would be able to meet an opponent like you before entering the final battle. I admit that I was a bit careless! From now on, I'm going to give it my all! "
The golden rod in Feng Wujiang's hand suddenly let out a roar like a tiger, as if a sleeping tiger had suddenly come to life.
"Be careful, kid. I'm going to use one of my strongest moves, the Heaven Breaking Three Staffs! First Staff, Wind and Thunder of Heaven and Earth! "
The longstaff roared like a golden tiger as it rushed into the sky. Wind and thunder roared, and the entire sky seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds. Within the clouds, a lightning dragon roared, opening its mouth to spit out a dazzling bolt of golden lightning.
"Huff!"
Han Qiuyang exhaled deeply and flicked the blade of his sword with his finger.
"Clang!" A loud sword cry rang out, and rays of dazzling white light gathered at the tip of the sword.
More and more white light gathered, and it kept emitting a sizzling sound.
In an instant, the longsword seemed to have turned into a dazzling ball of silver lightning. The ball of light grew bigger and bigger, and the sharpness it emitted made people's hair stand on end.
"Since you're Wind and Thunder of Heaven and Earth, then I'll Immortal Thunder of Heaven and Earth! Go! "
By the time Han Qiuyang finished speaking, the ball of silver lightning had grown to the size of a millstone, and it flew towards the golden lightning in the sky.
"Boom!"
The two types of lightning, one gold and one silver, instantly collided, causing the entire martial arts arena to tremble violently. Many people were thrown off their feet by the powerful airflow, and there were even a few unlucky people who were hit by the shockwave and were almost cut in half.
The two types of lightning melted in the collision, and the terrifying recoil shook Han Qiuyang's body. He hurriedly took a few steps back before he could steady himself, and traces of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, his expression became incomparably resolute. The hand holding the sword became firmer, and the fingers that flicked the blade of the sword moved in an irregular rhythm, as if preparing for an even more powerful attack.
"Haha … Awesome! Second Staff, Red Sun Chases the Sky! "
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