In an instant, the muffled sounds of fists and palms colliding continued, and the entire Lin Yin Pavilion was filled with intense fluctuations of true energy, with a majestic aura that chilled people to the bone.
Soon, Gongsun Yaoqin and Shi Wenshan had exchanged more than a dozen blows.
The situation gradually tilted in Shi Wenshan's favor.
Gongsun Yaoqin was completely suppressed by Shi Wenshan, and her originally agile and graceful figure now looked somewhat disheveled.
She was like a lone boat caught in a storm on a vast ocean, tossed about by the gale and battered by the giant waves, in danger of capsizing at any moment.
At this moment, Gongsun Yaoqin could only rely on her exquisite movements and footwork to dodge Shi Wenshan's rapid and relentless attacks, looking for a chance to catch her breath, and it was almost impossible for her to launch an effective counterattack.
This was all thanks to her superb agility and footwork, which skillfully deflected some of Shi Wenshan's fierce attacks.
Otherwise, given the immense power Shi Wenshan is unleashing right now, Gongsun Yaoqin would have been unable to withstand it long ago.
"Brother, why don't we let Yaoqin use her sword? Shi Wenshan's fists and feet have suddenly become so powerful, much stronger than they were on the Sunset Grassland!"
Fang Yingxue clenched her fists, her rosy face filled with anxiety, her big eyes fixed on Gongsun Yaoqin in the arena.
As she watched Gongsun Yaoqin gradually lose ground in the fistfight, her unease grew stronger.
"No rush. Shi Wenshan's body doesn't just contain his own true energy; it also contains energy input from others. This kind of external support can't last long. As long as Yaoqin can withstand another twenty moves, she can launch a counterattack."
Fang Han remained calm, his gaze sharp, and spoke serenely to his younger sister, Fang Yingxue.
The scene where Lin Yao, the sect leader of the Poison King Sect, infused Shi Wenshan with true energy might have been difficult for others to notice, but Fang Han saw it clearly.
The reason he had Gongsun Yaoqin continue fighting Shi Wenshan was twofold: first, to hone Gongsun Yaoqin's combat skills; and second, because he firmly believed that as long as Gongsun Yaoqin remained calm and was not intimidated by Shi Wenshan's imposing manner, she would never lose the duel.
Hearing Fang Han's analysis, Fang Yingxue, Fang Qing, Zhou Chi, and Ye Qianqian felt a little relieved, and their tense nerves relaxed slightly.
"Fang Han, this girl is about to be defeated. Do you still expect her to fight back?"
The Poison King Sect Master, Lin Yao, curled his lips into a mocking smile, his voice sharp, as if Fang Han's words were a huge joke.
"Your name is Lin Yao, right? Well, just you wait and see."
Fang Han's gaze was sharp as lightning as he stared directly at Lin Yao, his tone calm yet exuding an undeniable confidence.
Hearing the conversation between his master Lin Yao and Fang Han, Shi Wenshan's anger was completely ignited. The true energy injected into his body by Lin Yao became increasingly violent, like a flood bursting its banks.
His attacks became even more ferocious, his fists whistling through the air, as if the entire hall of the Hidden Forest Pavilion was enveloped by the wind of his punches.
Gongsun Yaoqin was forced to wander around the hall, her steps slightly flustered.
Her defenses were crumbling, as if they could be torn apart by Shi Wenshan's iron fist at any moment.
"Hehehe, this girl is doomed to lose."
Lin Yao crossed his arms, his smile growing increasingly smug, and his laughter echoed through the hall.
“My brother has received my master’s true teachings, so winning over this girl will be a piece of cake.”
Shi Yujiao also said that she felt Shi Wenshan had a sure thing.
However, time passed by second by second, and the ten moves were over in the blink of an eye.
Despite Shi Wenshan's all-out attack, Gongsun Yaoqin stubbornly held her ground and was not captured by Shi Wenshan.
Lin Yao's smile froze instantly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
She never expected that Gongsun Yaoqin would have such strong resilience and endurance, able to withstand Shi Wenshan's storm of attacks for so long.
However, even Liu Ruyan from Lin Yin Pavilion and the Silver-Haired Blade Demon frowned deeply, their eyes filled with worry.
They kept a close eye on Gongsun Yaoqin, knowing full well that her situation was precarious and that she could be completely defeated by Shi Wenshan if she was not careful.
In contrast, Fang Han stood with his arms crossed, calm and composed, seemingly oblivious to the tense and fierce battle unfolding before him.
The discussions and worries of the people in the hall did not affect him in the slightest.
"The show is about to begin."
A mysterious smile appeared on Fang Han's lips.
At this moment, Shi Wenshan's fist shadows, like dense raindrops, continued to envelop Gongsun Yaoqin.
Suddenly, a sharp palm strike, as swift as lightning, broke through Shi Wenshan's fist shadow and headed straight for his face.
This palm strike was extremely fast and powerful, completely different from Gongsun Yaoqin's previous defensive stance.
The onlookers gasped in shock, realizing that Gongsun Yaoqin had finally begun her counterattack.
"This...how is this possible?"
Shi Yujiao's expression changed, and Lin Yao's face also showed surprise.
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