"Since you want to see for yourself, then I'll show you just how big the gap is between us," He Xiangdong said coldly. His eyes sharpened, like two swords piercing He Fanghua's heart.

Immediately afterward, his mental attack erupted. A powerful, invisible force surged towards the opposite side like a surging wave, carrying boundless pressure. Wherever this force passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

"Buzz—"

"Ding ding ding ding—"

Instantly, the surrounding space seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible hand, vibrating intensely. The sword energy around He Fanghua spun rapidly like a whirlwind, emitting sharp and piercing sounds, as if it were about to tear the air apart.

He Fanghua let out a delicate shout, her figure moving as swiftly as a ghost. Her Wind God Leg technique moved like a whirlwind, combined with other martial arts skills, making her like a burning meteor, rushing towards He Xiangdong at an astonishing speed.

Her attacks were sharp and fierce, each move containing boundless power and killing intent.

A hint of surprise flashed in He Xiangdong's eyes; he clearly hadn't expected the sword energy storm to be so powerful in resisting mental attacks. Although He Fanghua had lost a small portion of her sword energy, this force had still successfully withstood his mental attack.

At this moment, He Fanghua had rushed in front of He Xiangdong, and her attacks came down like a storm, showing no mercy. Every punch and every kick she threw carried a violent force, as if she wanted to completely crush He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong dared not be negligent in the slightest and did his best to deal with He Fanghua's attacks. His figure kept flashing, trying to avoid these fierce attacks.

However, He Fanghua's attacks were relentless, leaving him no way to escape. Her speed and strength increased, and He Xiangdong gradually felt his energy being depleted, his breathing becoming rapid.

In this fierce battle, both He Fanghua and He Xiangdong displayed extraordinary strength and unwavering fighting spirit. Every clash between them was as breathtaking as a collision of planets, leaving viewers in awe.

"Boom boom boom—" After about two minutes of fierce fighting, He Xiangdong finally gained the upper hand and forced He Fanghua back. Then he launched another mental attack, and the invisible energy surged forth once again.

"Explode it for me."

"Bang bang bang—"

However, He Fanghua was also very decisive. When she saw her cousin launch a mental attack, she suddenly shouted, and all the remaining sword energy around her scattered, while at the same time a strong storm swept in all directions.

Unexpectedly, He Fanghua's actions broke through He Xiangdong's mental attack once again. She then rushed forward again, launching a frantic attack until she exhausted all her energy.

In that instant, the entire battlefield was enveloped in powerful energy fluctuations, as if it were the end of the world. The forces of the two sides clashed continuously, each impact triggering earth-shattering roars and dazzling lights.

He Xiangdong's eyes turned cold and resolute. He knew that this was a critical moment, and he could not afford to relax in the slightest. He concentrated all his strength, preparing to meet He Fanghua's final blow.

At the same time, He Fanghua's face showed a resolute expression. She was not afraid of death and had only one thought in her mind: she must defeat He Xiangdong!

In this tense moment, their figures flashed past each other like lightning, their movements swift as the wind, making them difficult to follow. Every exchange was a life-or-death struggle, every move a deadly threat.

Finally, after a violent collision, He Fanghua's body jolted violently, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, her breath becoming weak instantly. But she still persisted, using her last strength to launch an attack on He Xiangdong.

Seeing this, He Xiangdong's eyes flashed with a hint of pity, but he knew he couldn't be soft-hearted at this moment. He took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and a powerful burst of energy erupted from his hand, directly striking He Fanghua.

"Three and a half minutes, that's about it, I concede." Finally, He Fanghua voluntarily stepped back to the side of the ring, checked the time, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Although she was still no match for her cousin, she felt that was enough. After all, there was still a certain gap between her and her cousin.

However, this competition allowed her to see her progress and potential. In particular, her successful defense against He Xiangdong's mental attack filled her with confidence for the future.

Thinking of this, He Fanghua secretly looked forward to the future. As long as she continued to cultivate diligently, she believed that once she mastered the C-level Sword Qi Storm, she would definitely become a powerful mentalist.

Then, she will no longer have to fear her cousin's mental attacks. Because she will possess her own power to fight back.

With this belief, He Fanghua stepped off the stage to share her joy with everyone. She knew this was just a new beginning, and many more challenges awaited her.

But she firmly believes that as long as she perseveres, one day she will achieve her goal and become the pride of her family.

"Brother He, it's my turn." At this moment, Qian Chunfeng flashed onto the arena. Although he was not yet a mentalist, as a descendant of Qian Wuxin, the Heavenly King, he knew more about the methods of mentalists and was more confident in countering them.

Qian Chunfeng looked at He Xiangdong with a smug expression: "How about it? Surprised?"

He Xiangdong frowned and said angrily, "It's another round of attrition warfare. Aren't you just relying on your numbers?"

Qian Chunfeng shrugged and laughed: "Haha, that's part of strength too! Besides, doesn't your Comprehensive Martial Arts University often use this method?"

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