Chapter 128: The Difference in Quality is Immediately Clear
As soon as Shangguan Qinghuan finished speaking, she pushed off the ground and rose into the air, her flower fan flying through the air, carrying a powerful attack towards Ying Tianxiao.
Seeing the powerful flying fan, Ying Tian stood firm, used his staff to block it, and countered the flying fan.
“Not bad!” Ying Tian said with a smile.
The force exerted by the iron rod and the shockwave from both hands startled Ying Tianxiao. He had never expected that Shangguan Qinghuan, who resembled a scholar, would possess such strength, able to generate such power even with a fan flying through the air; her internal energy far surpassed his own.
Shangguan Qinghuan caught the flying fan and said, "Then you can accept it slowly!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly bent down and swept the fan out with his left hand, aiming straight for Ying Tianxiao's neck.
Ying Tianxiao was puzzled by Shangguan Qinghuan's move, which was full of flaws. But he had no time to think, so he leaned back, raised his left hand to parry the blow, and slid out with his right hand holding the stick, launching a powerful sneak attack on Shangguan Qinghuan's abdomen.
In the instant the two clashed, Shangguan Qinghuan, with even greater speed and agility, used her right hand to block the staff below her abdomen, while simultaneously using the momentum to flip her body. As she spun, her left hand, wielding a flower fan, slashed out with force, aiming straight for Ying Tianxiao's head.
Ying Tianxiao realized the situation was too late. He couldn't retract the iron rod in time, and if he tried to block with his left hand, he probably wouldn't be able to save himself. In this life-threatening situation, he had no choice but to sidestep.
With a sharp crack, the force struck the platform, shattering a piece of the wooden board. Ying Tianxiao flipped himself up with his bare hands, and as he stood up, he glanced around and saw that his left arm had been struck by the residual force, his clothes torn in a place, revealing a gleaming silver armor.
Seeing this, Shangguan Qinghuan smiled faintly and said, "Protective soft armor!"
"Hmph, Xingmu Cloak!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Tianxiao gathered his inner energy, and in the blink of an eye, his staff became powerful, swung like the wind, and took the initiative to attack Shangguan Qinghuan.
Seeing this, Shangguan Qinghuan waved her fan to meet the attack. The two exchanged blows with great force, and after several exchanges, Shangguan Qinghuan secretly admired herself. If her internal strength had not surpassed Ying Tianxiao's, she would probably have really suffered a loss in the face of such close combat.
After one round, Ying Tianxiao saw that he was not gaining the upper hand despite his prolonged attacks, so he launched a strong counterattack and said, "Ying Tian, you shall be punished!"
Ying Tianxiao wielded his iron rod like a wild horse, unleashing a powerful and fierce attack. His figure moved with the rod, adding to its power along the way.
Seeing this, Shangguan Qinghuan remained completely unfazed and calmly accepted the situation. "Oh, you're going all out?!" Shangguan Qinghuan's true energy surged, and she channeled her power into the fan in her hand, waiting patiently.
Just as Ying Tianxiao's iron rod was about to strike, Shangguan Qinghuan blurted out, "Checkmate!"
With a shout of "Checkmate!", Shangguan Qinghuan unleashed a powerful strike to meet Ying Tianxiao's attack.
As the two techniques collided, Shangguan Qinghuan remained unmoved. The iron rod was knocked back, carrying residual force that struck Ying Tianxiao, who was instantly knocked back several steps, blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the situation, Shangguan struck out with his palm straight at Ying Tianxiao's chest.
Seeing this, Ye Xingfeng suddenly moved and stepped forward to block, and the two of them retreated.
Shangguan Qinghuan laughed and said, "Not bad, let's come together!" As he spoke, he took a half step, tucked his fan into his waist, and prepared his hands with strength.
Knowing his opponent's capabilities, Ye Xingfeng loosened the clasp at his waist, and a silver whip shot out in response.
Ying Tianxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the iron rod again, and prepared to cooperate with his elder brother Ye Xingfeng to win back Shangguan Qinghuan.
As their eyes met, the atmosphere froze, and the audience fell silent, waiting for the exciting competition.
The girl seeking a husband seemed uninterested in the contest, her gaze dismissive and indifferent.
In an instant, Ying Tianxiao struck first, swinging his staff straight at Shangguan Qinghuan. Just as Shangguan Qinghuan was about to respond, Ye Xingfeng's silver dart flashed, swift as light, striking Shangguan Qinghuan's vital spot.
In the blink of an eye, the three were locked in a fierce battle. Ying Tianxiao and Ye Xingfeng's coordination between their iron rods and whips was already quite mature.
The iron rod's power is immense, each strike heavy and resounding. The silver whip's sharpness is unparalleled, each move swift and ruthless, capable of taking a life in an instant. The silver whip pierces the platform below, leaving a hole; the whip strikes the platform, leaving a crack.
Although Shangguan had strong protection, her opponent was also quite skilled. If she was not careful and couldn't dodge or block in time, she would definitely be injured in a vital spot. In less than ten close-range moves, Shangguan Qinghuan already felt that things were not going well. If this continued, she was afraid she would suffer a great loss.
Having made up her mind, Shangguan Qinghuan seized the opportunity and leaped into the air.
Seeing this, Ye Xingfeng lashed out with his whip, striking Shangguan Qinghuan from above with great force.
But Shangguan Qinghuan neither dodged nor evaded; instead, she moved two fingers horizontally and struck down instantly. In the instant the two forces clashed, the finger force broke through the whip force and struck Ye Xingfeng's right hand, piercing through the board.
Just then, the woman seeking a husband narrowed her eyes slightly and muttered to herself, "It's the Taiyin Finger."
Seeing this, Ying Tianxiao also stepped up from the platform and struck with his iron rod, aiming directly at Shangguan Qinghuan.
Shangguan Qinghuan hurriedly channeled his energy, managing to muster three-tenths of his strength to withstand Ying Tianxiao's attack, but they both retreated to the side.
Having secured his footing, Shangguan Qinghuan launched a powerful counterattack, shouting, "Break Zhong Hongyun's Fury!" He then channeled his energy with both hands, unleashing a powerful surge of energy that struck Ye Xingfeng and his companion.
Seeing this, Ye Xingfeng and his companion also unleashed their powerful attacks in response. One said, "The whip will eventually pierce through autumn!" The other said, "The calm sea and tranquil waves cannot withstand the wind!"
In an instant, the three forces merged, their internal energies churning. Ying Tianxiao could no longer suppress it, and new blood appeared on his lips.
"Go!" Seeing that things were not going well, Ye Xingfeng helped Ying Tianxiao up and leaped into the air to escape.
Seeing Ying Tianxiao and his companion flee in defeat, everyone looked at Shangguan Qinghuan, envying him for being about to win the heart of his beauty and have their wedding night tonight.
Shangguan Qinghuan was also overjoyed and couldn't help but look at the girl on the blind date next to him to prove that he was outstanding.
Just as Shangguan Qinghuan was feeling smug, he suddenly felt a pressure coming down on him. He looked up abruptly and saw a white-clad figure, his body brimming with true energy, gathering his palm in mid-air, preparing to attack him.
Upon seeing this, Shangguan Qinghuan was startled, but without giving it much thought, she immediately gathered her inner energy and prepared to meet the powerful intruder.
The person who gathered qi in mid-air was none other than Murong Hanchan. With her left hand holding a fan behind her back, her right hand, carrying a powerful force, flew straight down and struck Shangguan Qinghuan on the head with a powerful palm strike.
Seeing the situation, Shangguan Qinghuan dared not be careless and met the attack with both palms. With a loud "boom," the two powerful energies collided. The red platform could not withstand the strong force and shattered instantly. The residual force swept outwards, knocking back everyone present.
The red platform shattered, and Shangguan Qinghuan was already standing on the ground. Although she could barely withstand Murong Hanchan's palm strike, her feet sank into the ground, and she was immediately shocked. Seeing that her opponent's internal strength was so powerful, Shangguan Qinghuan no longer held back. She circulated her internal energy again, gathered three more parts of her true energy into her body, and then added a strong force to it, slamming it into Murong Hanchan above her head.
Murong Hanchan was suddenly struck by a powerful attack and had no time to react. She managed to block with the fan in her left hand, but was then sent flying backward and landed on a wooden stake.
The moment the two exchanged blows, the twelve-foot-long red platform was completely transformed, leaving everyone present dumbfounded. It was truly rare to see such a master as them, so ordinary.
Murong Hanchan was secretly surprised. She hadn't seen Shangguan Qinghuan for several months, and she didn't expect that his cultivation had improved to such a level that he could actually withstand her palm strike and still seem to be handling it with ease.
Shangguan Qinghuan was unaware of who was so powerful. She looked up at the top of the stake and saw a person dressed in plain white clothes with an extraordinary air about him. His hair was tied in a ponytail, and his face was covered by a fan held in his left hand. She didn't know why.
Shangguan Qinghuan then spoke up, "Your skills are truly remarkable. May I ask who you are?"
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