Chapter 73

In the grand arena of Jingyun Martial Academy, apart from the thousands of junior disciples watching, there were also several senior masters, upper academy disciples, and martial artists of the Qi Condensation Realm.

In their eyes, whether it was Wei Changfeng or Hao Xiong, their cultivation realms were merely average, not even close to being considered experts or strong warriors. The level of this arena confrontation was undoubtedly very low.

However, the battle between the two was unexpectedly fierce and brutal, pushing the atmosphere of the fight to a climax in just a few breaths.

Everyone's attention was focused on them, countless eyes following their every move.

The entire arena was eerily silent!

Wei Changfeng's long sword suddenly rose, the tip trembling slightly, creating a faint arc of light. The sword's edge pointed directly at Hao Xiong's vital points, silent and swift like a venomous snake's tongue!

The "Picking" sword technique of the "Picking Clear Wind" style is very particular about the strength and skill used in the arm and wrist, making it easy to learn but difficult to master among the myriad sword techniques.

However, when used skillfully in battle, it often achieves unexpected results.

Hao Xiong had just turned around when he saw the sword light flashing before his eyes. He quickly struck with his palm!

His Iron Eagle Fist Glove was of excellent quality, and with his condensed qi, he could easily block Wei Changfeng's heavy sword strike. He had no qualms about dealing with such a seemingly light and airy sword technique.

No matter how exquisite Wei Changfeng's sword technique was, as long as it couldn't break through his iron palms, it was all for nothing!

Breaking through with brute force is precisely an important combat method for body cultivators!

But what Hao Xiong didn't expect was that his double palm strike hit nothing but air.

Because Wei Changfeng's "Picking Clear Wind" was only halfway through when he suddenly pulled back, turning it into a feint.

"Hey!"

In the next moment, he suddenly shouted.

The Green Blade Sword then thrust straight forward, fiercely aiming for Hao Xiong's right eye.

Piercing Without a Trace!

"Good!"

On the southern corner of the arena, Yue Guanfei clapped and cheered for Wei Changfeng, his face beaming with excitement!

In the eyes of this innate realm expert, the latter's sword technique was not worth much, but using "Picking Clear Wind" to lure Hao Xiong into blocking and then seamlessly transitioning to the true killing move showed a profound understanding of sword techniques.

This didn't look like someone who had only been learning sword techniques for half a month!

Wang Anguo's face immediately turned ugly, as he could also see the subtlety and sharpness of Wei Changfeng's sword.

Dongfang Caibai, standing on the Floating Cloud Stone Platform, also nodded, her phoenix eyes flashing with a hint of approval.

Wei Changfeng had only mastered seven out of the twelve forms of the Myriad Sect Sword Technique, yet he dared to boldly combine and use them in a life-or-death battle. This confidence and talent were absolutely commendable!

Caught off guard, Hao Xiong had no time to block and instinctively turned his head to dodge.

Swoosh!

The sword tip grazed his left cheek, slicing nearly half his ear, instantly leaving a trail of bright red blood!

Although Hao Xiong's Cross-Training Golden Bell Shield provided strong defense, it was difficult to concentrate true qi on the fragile ears, which could not withstand Wei Changfeng's Green Blade Sword infused with Dry Yang True Qi.

If his reaction had been any slower, this sword would have pierced his skull!

"Die!"

The gushing blood and the intense pain in his ear completely enraged Hao Xiong.

His face turned a deep purple, not just from the pain of the injury, but from the humiliation of being wounded in front of everyone—his opponent had actually injured him!

All traces of contempt and disdain vanished, and the enraged Hao Xiong treated Wei Changfeng as a true mortal enemy. Roaring, he exerted all his strength, delivering a powerful Iron Sand Palm strike towards his close opponent.

With full force, Hao Xiong's right palm swelled to nearly twice its size, the thick calluses emitting a blackish aura. The fierce palm force struck out with the force of a mountain, shaking the air with a deafening boom!

Bang!

Although Wei Changfeng was prepared and immediately retreated after his successful strike,

Hao Xiong's counterattack was too fierce and explosive. Unable to dodge in time, he was hit by the palm wind generated by Hao Xiong's Iron Sand Palm from two feet away.

Smack!

Wei Changfeng grunted, involuntarily retreating several steps, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He was clearly injured internally!

"Take another palm!"

Regaining the upper hand, Hao Xiong pressed his advantage, grinning maliciously as he pounced on Wei Changfeng, delivering a series of palm strikes, each aimed at vital points.

His Iron Sand Palm technique was simple and direct, powerful and forceful, each strike bringing a surging palm force that pressed down on Wei Changfeng like a raging sea!

If Hao Xiong's cultivation had reached the Qi Condensation Realm, the palm force and wind alone would have been enough to crush Wei Changfeng to death.

Even so, Wei Changfeng found it extremely difficult to cope, only able to dodge under Hao Xiong's relentless attack, with no chance to counter!

"Ha ha ha!"

Seeing Wei Changfeng completely overpowered by Hao Xiong, Wang Anguo burst into laughter, turning to Yue Guanfei and sneering, "What's the use of fancy sword techniques? Look, when it comes to real combat, he's no match!"

"Yue the Big Lump, I advise you to admit defeat and give me the three spots!"

Yue Guanfei "hmmphed" and said, "Why the rush? Are you sure you've won?"

The two senior masters arguing on the arena caused a stir among the watching disciples.

"Looks like Master Hao is still the better one!"

"Of course! Master Hao is at the sixth level of body cultivation, while Wei Changfeng is only at the fourth level, right?"

"Ha ha, learning a few sword techniques and thinking you're great, now you know the consequences!"

"Do you think the battle will end in half a moment?"

"Purely asking for death!"

The junior disciples, who had been somewhat subdued by Wei Changfeng's earlier performance, now felt a sense of relief and began to mock and jeer, as if they had all seen this coming.

Although they didn't dare to laugh out loud or openly declare their victory, many of them were visibly pleased.

"Definitely won!"

Only a few people in the crowd were worried about Wei Changfeng, especially Nie Xiaoling, who had received his help. She stared intently at his struggling figure on the stage, her lips bleeding from biting them without realizing it.

Similarly concerned for Wei Changfeng's safety was Yu Qinghong on the Floating Cloud Stone Platform. Although the distance made it hard to see clearly, she could tell that Wei Changfeng's situation was dire.

"Master..."

Under the torment, she couldn't help but look at her master, her eyes filled with a pleading look.

If Dongfang Caibai intervened, saving Wei Changfeng's life would not be a problem.

But Dongfang Caibai shook her head indifferently and said, "This is his own choice. If he can't get through this, what future does he have?"

"Watch, he won't go down so easily!"

Despite the distance, Dongfang Caibai's gaze was still sharp.

Wei Changfeng's situation was not as bad as it seemed.

Under Hao Xiong's relentless Iron Sand Palm attacks, he dodged clumsily. The arena was not large, and there were no barriers or cover, leaving very limited space for evasive maneuvers.

Several times, Wei Changfeng was almost knocked off the stage by Hao Xiong's palm force, but fortunately, the latter's cultivation was not particularly high, and he managed to evade using the Crane Body Fox Steps of the True Extreme Five Shapes Technique.

Most importantly, even in the most dangerous moments, he remained calm, always avoiding direct confrontation and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Fighting while retreating, Wei Changfeng directly used the Mind Division Technique, engaging Hao Xiong while simultaneously using the Dry Yang True Technique to regulate his breathing and quickly calm the turmoil in his body.

Time passed, and the shadow of the gnomon on the sundial beside the arena pointed to the three-tenths mark.

As the prolonged attack failed to break through, Hao Xiong gradually became agitated.

His Iron Sand Palm was powerful, but each move consumed a lot of true qi, and he couldn't maintain a continuous strong offensive.

Wei Changfeng was too slippery, always managing to dodge just when Hao Xiong was about to land a hit.

"What are you running for? Have the guts to fight me!"

This feeling of frustration finally triggered Hao Xiong's explosive temper. He roared and lunged forward, the six sharp steel claws on his Iron Eagle Fist Gloves extending!

This was a hidden mechanism in the Iron Eagle Fist Gloves, which Hao Xiong originally intended to use as a trump card against Wei Changfeng. Now, in his agitation, he no longer held back and used it directly.

His expertise was in hand-to-hand combat, and with the Iron Eagle Fist Gloves, he was like a tiger with wings.

The Iron Sand Palm instantly turned into Iron Eagle Claws, catching Wei Changfeng, who was already accustomed to his fighting style, off guard!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swinging his arms, the steel claws created sharp arcs, tearing through Wei Changfeng's chest and left arm, forcing him to the edge of the arena!

Wei Changfeng's body was immediately covered with several long, shocking blood marks!

A chorus of gasps rose from the arena.

"Die!"

Seeing this, Hao Xiong was overjoyed and roared, swinging his eagle claws again, aiming for Wei Changfeng's throat!

But at this critical moment, Wei Changfeng suddenly thrust his tightly held Green Blade Sword.

The sword moved like the wind, the points of light in the air forming a dazzling star net, enveloping Hao Xiong in a flash.

Spring Rain!

This defensive sword technique was used by Wei Changfeng as his ultimate counterattack!

The distance between them was very close, and as soon as Wei Changfeng's Green Blade Sword emerged, Hao Xiong immediately saw the dazzling starlight and sword light, unable to distinguish what was real and what was fake.

Although he knew that maintaining his attack could potentially knock Wei Changfeng off the stage, he dared not take the risk. If he were blinded, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain!

He still wanted to win this confrontation and advance to the upper academy with glory. How could he be willing to fight to the death with Wei Changfeng when he had the upper hand?

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