In the white mist, Xu Fan clenched his fists and closed his eyes to rest.
Xu Fan is different from most people. His fists are his weapons and his muscles are his armor. Even the exercises he practices strengthen his body.
Facing such an enemy, it is difficult for Yun Xi to guarantee how effective his white mist will be.
The white mist was misty, and Yun Xi's figure suddenly flashed.
Colorful Feather Dance·Tap Dance!
A familiar start, but in the white mist, her figure looked even more ethereal.
The white mist stirred, and Yun Xi's sword appeared from the white mist, piercing Xu Fan!
Ding!
The sword stopped in front of Xu Fan. Xu Fan clasped his palms together and caught Yun Xi's sword firmly.
‘Empty... take the sword with your bare hands?’
Yun Xi's eyes moved slightly and she couldn't help but speak.
"You also have a son named Nezha?"
The corner of Xu Fan's mouth twitched and he replied coldly: "I don't have a son."
He is only eighteen years old, where did he get his son?
Moreover, his surname is Xu, so if he has a son, he should also be surnamed Xu.
The topic went off topic, the reason why Yun Xi asked this question was mostly because of Xu Fan’s amazing operation.
It was impossible for Yun Xi not to be surprised when someone took the long sword with his bare hands.
Xu Fan didn't care how surprised Yun Xi was, he held the sword tightly with one hand, made a fist with the other hand, and went straight towards Yun Xi with no intention of showing mercy.
Yun Xi frowned, turned around sharply, leaped into the air with her sword in hand, and kicked Xu Fan's neck directly with her long jade legs.
At the same time, spiritual power flows from the palm of the hand, and a light blue wave wraps up along the sword body and attacks Xu Fan's palm.
Xu Fan retracted his fist and blocked Yun Xi's kick with his arm, but as soon as the palm of his other hand met the wave, he felt a slight tingling sensation.
Xu Fan quickly let go.
Yun Xi immediately used the force to retreat and disappeared into the white mist.
Xu Fan watched coldly. This simple exchange made him realize that Yun Xi's success in reaching this stage was not just due to good luck.
Yun Xi's figure shuttled through the white mist, and from time to time he struck with a sword, but the effect was minimal.
Although Xu Fan is not possessed by golden light like Li Wu, his powerful body functions allow him to have strong defense and extremely high flexibility.
He stood motionless, not because he thought he couldn't outrun Yun Xi, but because he didn't need to do all this useless work. His senses were amazing, and he could accurately determine Yun Xi's position when the clouds and mist moved.
In the darkness, Yun Xi looked at Xu Fan's position and gently exhaled a long breath.
The spiritual veins are running, the spiritual power is flowing, and waves of waves slowly appear on the slender sword.
To deal with such a tough opponent, Sanqian Weakui is always a qualified choice.
Three Thousand Weak Waters·The Falling Tide!
The clouds and mist rolled, Yun Xi's figure suddenly appeared, the long sword waved, and the waves were like tidal waves.
Xu Fan's eyes narrowed, he punched each other with his fists, and then punched out with great momentum.
Boom!!!
The fist wind was like a blade, and it collided with Yun Xi's sword.
Powerful air waves are rolling, scattering the surrounding clouds and fog.
In the thin clouds and mist, two figures are vaguely visible.
Yun Xi lowered his head and looked at his sword, while Xu Fan looked at his fist.
The former was surprised that his sword could not break the opponent's punch, while the latter was surprised that Yun Xi's sword was so sharp.
But Xu Fan soon realized that it was not that Yun Xi's sword was too sharp, but that her sword skills were too superb. When watching the competition in the audience, everyone felt that Yun Xi's sword skills were too soft and beautiful.<
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But when you really face it, you will understand how surging waves are stirring under this gentle flowing water.
The sword made waves, and Yun Xi struck again.
The clouds and mist gathered, and thick rain and dew dripped on Xu Fan's eyelashes, causing his vision to sway slightly.
Phew!
The shadow of the sword comes suddenly.
Three Thousand Weak Waters·The Falling Tide!
The waves are turbulent, and Yun Xi’s sword is ruthless.
Boom!
Xu Fan put his foot on the ground, used his ears instead of his eyes to determine the direction, and punched fiercely!
Boom!
Yun Xijian punched out, but before the blow was successful, he turned around and struck again.
Tide of Li Luo·Two consecutive attacks!
When the wave rolled again, Xu Fan didn't panic at all. Yun Xi had already used this move when facing Li Wu.
The same sword skill, used in series, can indeed have surprising effects, but if the opponent is wary, it will be different.
For Xu Fan, not only his fists are his weapons, but his legs are as well.
He raised his right leg high and made a sweeping sweep, completely unafraid of Yun Xi's sword.
Bang!!!
The air waves rolled and the clouds receded, leaving only a shallow bloodstain on Xu Fan's leg.
True copper skin and iron bones.
……
"This Yun Xi, if I remember correctly, is also an innate spirit body, right?"
Prince Fengyun asked Yongming beside him after a long absence.
Yongming replied respectfully: "Back to the king, Yun Xi had some accidents during his practice two years ago, and then he awakened his spiritual body."
The innate spiritual body is a special spiritual constitution. It is not possessed directly after birth, but can only be known through awakening.
Before awakening the innate spirit body, no one will know whether they have the innate spirit body.
Prince Fengyun nodded: "No wonder her realm is relatively mediocre. Do you know what's wrong with her?"
Yongming hesitated for a moment: "The rumors outside said that she was obsessed with it, but based on her own response, it seemed that it was just a minor problem. In fact, she was only hospitalized for one night."
"Oh..."
Prince Fengyun stared at the audience with his clear eyes. Yongming took a peek. He didn't know what the king was thinking.
……
Thin clouds and mist surround Yun Xi, adding a sense of holiness to her.
Continuous attacks failed to achieve results, and she had to think of another way to try to win.
However, Xu Fan did not give her this chance.
Rubbles flew and Xu Fan flew over like an arrow from a string, pointing his fist straight ahead.
‘Are you going to transform?’
When Yun Xi saw this scene, she habitually complained in her heart, and then the clouds cleared and her figure retreated.
However, Xu Fan's speed was a bit unexpected, and Yun Xi found it difficult to get rid of him.
Using their body skills to catch the dance of colorful feathers, Yun Xi and Xu Fan circled back and forth, their swords and fists intersecting. The level of the two's fight was not inferior to the previous battle between Li Zixiao and Tong Yue.
……
"So... is Xiao Xi so strong?"
Off the stage, Xiao Lingyuan watched the battle on stage with her mouth wide open. Until now, she had been getting along with Xiao Xi, and she had always thought that Xiao Xi was practicing faster than them because she had awakened her innate spirit body, and she was still practicing secretly somewhere.
He has learned swordsmanship and body skills, so he is better than them.
But they always thought it was just that.
Before the battle began, they didn't think Yun Xi could win at all, but until they saw such a fierce battle between the two and the amazing fighting power displayed by Yun Xi.
They suddenly realized that even though Yun Xi thought she was waiting for them in a subtle way, the gap between them was still getting wider and wider.
Nangong Yao clenched his fist slightly: "We have to catch up with all our strength!"
Ye Nianhan pursed his lips lightly.
'Xiao Xi, I will definitely not hold you back...'
At this moment, the three of them made an unprecedented determination to practice seriously!