"Escape? Why?"
Zhang Yan understood that it was not the way to avoid and assault was the best defense. It was also his strongest skill. He performed the body skills to the extreme and, once again, stabbed the stone sword to Liu Feng’s chest. With an extremely fast speed, it reached Liu Feng in a flash. But Liu Feng had already expected that and made good preparation this time. His khaki spiritual energy was fluctuating around him and Zhang Yan’s sword could only pierce the outmost, no deeper.
"I was careless at your first attack and show me how can you break my defense now!"
Liu Feng said with confidence and smashed his hammers toward Zhang Yan.
Since Zhang Yan’s attack did not work, he did not dare to begin the next one and immediately flashed back to escape Liu Feng's counterattack. Though Liu Feng’s movement was fast enough, compared to Zhang Yan, it was still much slower. He was like a very hard iron and Zhang Yan was still unable to break his defense. Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly and thought, his defense is really strong and if I have the same cultivation level as his, I may be able to break it. Now, it seems that I have to adopt the martial arts!
Liu Feng sounded the hammers and laughed in proudness, "Why? Why didn't you attack? Ready to give up?"
“Give up?"
Zhang Yan glanced at Liu Feng in contempt, "Can I surrender to you such an arrogant guy? Look, the real good show has just been staged!" Zhang Yan was concentrated and rolled the stone sword, forming a sword flower in his hand. With a speed closed to a spiritual snake, he then quickly stabbed the sword to Liu Feng. Like a beam of red light, the sword reached Liu Feng in a flash. Liu Feng dared not despise the attack and utilized all his efforts to defense.
For a time, the sword light had been flashing on the stage and Zhang Yan also moved quickly with it. Liu Feng stood still at the center of the stage, defensed with his khaki spiritual energy. But dense like raindrops, countless sword lights collided with his protecting shield, making a harsh rubbing sound and trembling the stage a little. Liu Feng could not support himself and was hit shaking by the sword lights from all directions.
Zhang Yan was quickly attacking with his sword like a brash and Liu Feng rolled himself with the hammers to defense in his biggest strength. But Zhang Yan’s sword was so agile and powerful that Liu Feng dared not to attack back, in case he was hit by Zhang Yan’s sword.
"The Tricks for Qingyuan Sword?"
The elders were all shocked and looked each other in doubt. The Big Elder shook his head and even screamed out, "Impossible! It is impossible! The Tricks for Qingyuan Sword should be learnt by the Masters only and why Zhang Yan can perform it?!"
"Right! And he has already practiced it to the extreme, which must take him five or six years! Has he been practiced it since a child?"
The Elder Qin responded with a smile, "Maybe he has some relationship with our Master."
"Even so, he can’t do that!" The Big Elder angered, "It’s the rule that the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword can only be practiced by the Masters! Even if he has a relationship with our Master, but is not the next Master of our school, how can he practice it?!"
While they were discussing about the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword, the disciples were all completely dumbfounded and looked at the two on the stage with a big mouth and an incredible expression. When did they watch such a gorgeous and powerful sword skill? Today, they had broadened their horizons. But Zhang Yan’s movement was so fast that most of them could not figure out his sword skills－only the sword lights and figures were seen.
After a while, the sword lights disappeared instantly and Zhang Yan also stopped to stand quietly on the stage, with a confident smile still on his face. He withdrew his stone sword and looked at Liu Feng with his hands on his back.
Liu Feng still maintained the defensive posture, but his clothes had been cut into pieces. Big and small sword marks covered his arms, back, body and legs, except for the vital parts. Although these wounds would not make him dead, but blood could not stop flowing. Liu Feng was like a beggar, looked awkward.
All the people were looking at the two on the stage in dead silence, forgetting to discuss and cheer up.
After a while, the tidewater cheers began and Fatty even jumped up in excitement and shouted, "Boss, you are amazing! Beautiful win!"
Liu Feng was shocked as well and unbelievable to say, "I lost! To a little guy at the eighth level of Xiantian State!" He could not hold on anymore and kneeled on the ground with the hammers falling aside.
The presiding elder immediately came to the stage, checked Liu Feng’s condition, found out he was only exhausted and not seriously injured and took a long breath, “Zhang Yan is the winner!" Liu Feng was carried away to be taken care of.
“Anyone else?”
Zhang Yan shouted and stood straight on the stage. His voice was as loud as a huge bell, scaring the audience to step back. They dared not to look at Zhang Yan and all turned their heads down. Even Liu Feng cannot defeat Zhang Yan and it is looking for death if we go to the stage－they thought.
No one dared to answer and the presiding elder announced, "Since no one dares to challenge Zhang Yan, I declare that the final winner is Zhang Yan!"
But all of a sudden, the Big Elder stood up and shouted, "Wait!"
"Escape? Why?"
Zhang Yan understood that it was not the way to avoid and assault was the best defense. It was also his strongest skill. He performed the body skills to the extreme and, once again, stabbed the stone sword to Liu Feng’s chest. With an extremely fast speed, it reached Liu Feng in a flash. But Liu Feng had already expected that and made good preparation this time. His khaki spiritual energy was fluctuating around him and Zhang Yan’s sword could only pierce the outmost, no deeper.
"I was careless at your first attack and show me how can you break my defense now!"
Liu Feng said with confidence and smashed his hammers toward Zhang Yan.
Since Zhang Yan’s attack did not work, he did not dare to begin the next one and immediately flashed back to escape Liu Feng's counterattack. Though Liu Feng’s movement was fast enough, compared to Zhang Yan, it was still much slower. He was like a very hard iron and Zhang Yan was still unable to break his defense. Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly and thought, his defense is really strong and if I have the same cultivation level as his, I may be able to break it. Now, it seems that I have to adopt the martial arts!
Liu Feng sounded the hammers and laughed in proudness, "Why? Why didn't you attack? Ready to give up?"
“Give up?"
Zhang Yan glanced at Liu Feng in contempt, "Can I surrender to you such an arrogant guy? Look, the real good show has just been staged!" Zhang Yan was concentrated and rolled the stone sword, forming a sword flower in his hand. With a speed closed to a spiritual snake, he then quickly stabbed the sword to Liu Feng. Like a beam of red light, the sword reached Liu Feng in a flash. Liu Feng dared not despise the attack and utilized all his efforts to defense.
For a time, the sword light had been flashing on the stage and Zhang Yan also moved quickly with it. Liu Feng stood still at the center of the stage, defensed with his khaki spiritual energy. But dense like raindrops, countless sword lights collided with his protecting shield, making a harsh rubbing sound and trembling the stage a little. Liu Feng could not support himself and was hit shaking by the sword lights from all directions.
Zhang Yan was quickly attacking with his sword like a brash and Liu Feng rolled himself with the hammers to defense in his biggest strength. But Zhang Yan’s sword was so agile and powerful that Liu Feng dared not to attack back, in case he was hit by Zhang Yan’s sword.
"The Tricks for Qingyuan Sword?"
The elders were all shocked and looked each other in doubt. The Big Elder shook his head and even screamed out, "Impossible! It is impossible! The Tricks for Qingyuan Sword should be learnt by the Masters only and why Zhang Yan can perform it?!"
"Right! And he has already practiced it to the extreme, which must take him five or six years! Has he been practiced it since a child?"
The Elder Qin responded with a smile, "Maybe he has some relationship with our Master."
"Even so, he can’t do that!" The Big Elder angered, "It’s the rule that the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword can only be practiced by the Masters! Even if he has a relationship with our Master, but is not the next Master of our school, how can he practice it?!"
While they were discussing about the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword, the disciples were all completely dumbfounded and looked at the two on the stage with a big mouth and an incredible expression. When did they watch such a gorgeous and powerful sword skill? Today, they had broadened their horizons. But Zhang Yan’s movement was so fast that most of them could not figure out his sword skills－only the sword lights and figures were seen.
After a while, the sword lights disappeared instantly and Zhang Yan also stopped to stand quietly on the stage, with a confident smile still on his face. He withdrew his stone sword and looked at Liu Feng with his hands on his back.
Liu Feng still maintained the defensive posture, but his clothes had been cut into pieces. Big and small sword marks covered his arms, back, body and legs, except for the vital parts. Although these wounds would not make him dead, but blood could not stop flowing. Liu Feng was like a beggar, looked awkward.
All the people were looking at the two on the stage in dead silence, forgetting to discuss and cheer up.
After a while, the tidewater cheers began and Fatty even jumped up in excitement and shouted, "Boss, you are amazing! Beautiful win!"
Liu Feng was shocked as well and unbelievable to say, "I lost! To a little guy at the eighth level of Xiantian State!" He could not hold on anymore and kneeled on the ground with the hammers falling aside.
The presiding elder immediately came to the stage, checked Liu Feng’s condition, found out he was only exhausted and not seriously injured and took a long breath, “Zhang Yan is the winner!" Liu Feng was carried away to be taken care of.
“Anyone else?”
Zhang Yan shouted and stood straight on the stage. His voice was as loud as a huge bell, scaring the audience to step back. They dared not to look at Zhang Yan and all turned their heads down. Even Liu Feng cannot defeat Zhang Yan and it is looking for death if we go to the stage－they thought.
No one dared to answer and the presiding elder announced, "Since no one dares to challenge Zhang Yan, I declare that the final winner is Zhang Yan!"
But all of a sudden, the Big Elder stood up and shouted, "Wait!"
