"Really? What about Qingfeng's Taoism?" Fang Lei asked.
The waiter responded: "Sir, don't you know yet? Qingfeng Taoism Discussion is about to begin, and the disciples of all the major sects are heading to the top of the snow-capped mountains."
"This Qingfeng discussion was very lively. I heard that even swordsmen came to watch."
"Have all the swordsmen come to watch the battle?" Fang Lei's eyes flashed.
"I don't know how big the difference in strength between me and the swordsman is. I really want to compete with the swordsman!"
The top of the snow mountain is very far away from Pingyang City, spanning several cities.
In order to reach the top of the snow-capped mountains as quickly as possible, Fang Lei flew with all his strength towards the top of the snow-capped mountains.
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At this time, many sect disciples gathered on the top of the snow-capped mountains, as well as disciples from major aristocratic families in Wuling County.
They all heard that this Qingfeng discussion was different from the past. This year, not only was the princess of Wuling County sitting in charge, but also several swordsmen came to watch.
Participating in this Qingfeng discussion were Guiyuan Villa, Yinsha Sect, Changfeng Pavilion, Liuyun Sect, Tianyuan Sect, etc.
The atmosphere at the Qingfeng Discussion Forum was extremely tense, and all the participating forces sent their elite disciples in order to show their talents in this battle.
The entire arena was enveloped in a solemn atmosphere, as if the air had condensed.
In the huge auditorium, disciples from various sects looked arrogant and stared firmly at the center of the ring.
The princess of Wuling County, named Feng Qingya, is the leader of Wuling County today.
She was wearing a green shirt, with long hair flowing down like a waterfall, and her eyes were deep and clear.
Everyone present knew that she had extraordinary martial arts skills and had once fought against several masters without defeat.
Different from previous years, this year's Qingfeng Forum also had two famous swordsmen coming to watch the battle.
One of the swordsmen was the violent swordsman who dueled in Qingshi Valley two years ago, and the other was the swordsman in green.
Their arrival made the entire Qingfeng discussion more eye-catching.
The disciples of Guiyuan Villa were the first to appear on the stage. They were dressed in uniform costumes and were full of momentum, showing their strong overall strength.
The opponent is a young hero from the Yinsha Sect. Although he is young, he is the true successor of the Yinsha Sect and is famous for his weird Yin Qi and agility.
On the ring, the two fought, the sword energy surged, and the wind of the palm swept away.
The audience held their breath and concentrated. For a while, they could only hear the sound of sword whistling and the sound of applause intertwined. The scene was extremely intense.
At the same time, the representatives of Changfeng Pavilion also stepped onto the stage. They were a wind-dominated sect, mastering swordsmanship as fast as the wind and body movements as light as the wind.
The opponent was a young man from Liuyun Sect. He was holding an elegant sword, and the light of the sword was like flowing clouds, which was refreshing.
In the arena of Qingfeng Lundao, fierce duels continued to take place, and each one was eye-catching.
In the audience, Feng Qingya stared at the ring quietly, with a faint smile in her eyes.
Next, representatives of the Tianyuan Sect and disciples from other sects also came on stage, showing off the unique martial arts styles of their respective sects.
After fierce battles, Zhang Hongxuan from Changfeng Pavilion and Shen Hong from Juansimen finally entered the finals.
Princess Fang Qingya asked with a smile: "The violent swordsman, who do you think will win in the end?"
The violent swordsman replied calmly: "I think Zhang Hongxuan can win."
Princess Fang Qingya asked doubtfully: "Why do you make such an assertion? In my opinion, his realm is not as good as Shen Jianghong's. He is only at the peak of the ninth level of Zhen Gang. On the other hand, Shen Jianghong's realm has reached the first level of Xuanwu."
"Realm is not the only criterion. I think the princess should know this better than me, right?" said the violent swordsman.
"I just want to test your opinion. Are you interested in discussing with me?"
"Oh? Since the princess has this wish, I, the violent swordsman, am also very happy. But we can only start the competition after the two of them decide the winner." The violent swordsman said with a smile.
Princess Fang Qingya responded: "That makes sense."
The duel between Shen Shenghong and Zhang Hongxuan became the focus of the entire Qingfeng discussion. Everyone held their breath and waited for the final result of this decisive battle.
The two faced each other in the ring, their eyes met, and a strong atmosphere filled the air.
On the ring, the two of them were like lightning and flint, their sword energy flowing freely and their palms turning like winds. The entire stadium seemed to be in a dreamlike scene.
This is a contest about honor and dignity, and every sword move contains the desperate will of both parties.
The audience witnessed an outstanding swordsmanship showdown under the ring, and every confrontation between Shen Shenhong and Zhang Hongxuan aroused endless expectations.
Finally, with a thunderous sword roar, the fierce duel came to an end.
Shen Shenghong was defeated. As a person in the Xuanwu realm, she actually failed. This made everyone present feel unbelievable.
"Shen Shenghong, I never expected that you would be so vulnerable. I only used less than half of my strength and you were defeated. You are in the Xuanwu realm in vain!" Zhang Hongxuan insulted arrogantly.
"You!" Shen Hong was so angry that she coughed up a large mouthful of blood on the spot.
Princess Fang Qingya and the two swordsmen frowned when they saw this scene, feeling that Zhang Hongxuan had a bad character.
It felt inappropriate to give him the first place in Qingfeng's discussion.
However, at this moment, a young man wearing a mask suddenly flew over.
His appearance caused silence on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and everyone looked at him, curious and wary.
The man under the mask was wearing a dark blue cloak and black outfit, exuding an unfathomable aura.
Fang Qingya looked solemn and asked: "Your Excellency, who are you? Why are you here?"
"I'm just an ordinary warrior. I heard that the Qingfeng Forum is being held here."
"So I flew a long way here to see if I could join this so-called Qingfeng Forum." The masked man said in a low and slightly magnetic voice.
This masked man is Fang Lei. The main reason why he wears the mask is because he is afraid of being recognized by the people in Changfeng Pavilion, so Fang Lei made this move.
"It's a pity that your Excellency is late. Qingfeng's discussion has just ended. It would have been better if you had come a moment earlier." Princess Fang Qingya said regretfully.
Fang Lei replied: "It's a pity that my purpose of coming here to participate in the Qingfeng Discussion is only secondary. The main purpose is to have a competition with the swordsman!"
"What?"
"Your Excellency, you want to compete with the swordsman?" Princess Fang Qingya said with a surprised look.
Fang Lei said: "That's right!"
"Wait a minute."
The swordsman in green suddenly spoke: "We did not invite you to participate in this Qingfeng discussion. You suddenly broke in and expressed your intention to discuss with the swordsman. Who do you think you are?"
What he meant was that Fang Lei was not qualified to participate in this Qingfeng discussion, let alone compete with the swordsman.
"What do you want?" Facing the domineering swordsman in green, Fang Lei finally spoke.
"How about it?"
The swordsman in green said with a smile: "If you want to participate in Qingfeng Dao Discussion, you need to have matching strength. I won't make it too difficult for you, as long as you have a glass of wine."
Before he finished speaking, he waved one hand, and the wine glass in his hand flew towards Fang Lei.
Accompanying this glass of wine was a hidden sword energy.
Princess Fang Qingya and the violent swordsman present showed helpless expressions.
"It seems that he is planning to bully this mysterious masked man in public!" the violent swordsman said scornfully.
Seeing the wine glass rushing in front of him, the invisible sword energy hit him like a sharp arrow.
Fang Lei can be sure that if it were him two years ago, he would not be able to catch this wine glass.
But now Fang Lei not only has a high level, but also has a good physique and bloodline, and his fighting power is not weak. It is easy to block this blow.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Fang Lei stretched out his arm and caught the wine glass. The sword energy he inspired was quietly dispersed by his power, and no trace of wine spilled out.
"I don't like to use wine glasses that have been touched by others." Fang Lei smiled lightly and pushed the wine glass back intact.
"You..." The green-clothed swordsman was shocked and his face turned livid.
"Huh?"
Not to mention that others were surprised, even Princess Fang Qingya and the violent swordsman were slightly startled and couldn't help but look at Fang Lei again.
Although I don't know how much strength the swordsman in green used, he was able to block the former's blow with ease, which shows how powerful the mysterious masked man is, Fang Lei.
What's more, the fleeting breath just now clearly showed that the mysterious masked man (Fang Lei) had reached the first level of Xuanwu.
Princess Fang Qingya and the violent swordsman exchanged glances, and both saw a hint of shock and joy in each other's eyes.
"The mysterious masked man is not simple!" The violent swordsman exclaimed.
Princess Fang Qingya nodded and said: "There is indeed some real material."
"Your Excellency is strong enough to participate in Qingfeng Discussion. Please sit down and rest for a while."
"Now that Qingfeng's discussion has ended, I think you can leave, right?" the swordsman in green said unhappily.
Fang Qingya responded: "Although Qingfeng's discussion has ended, your main purpose is to compete with the swordsman."
"Yes!"
The swordsman in green stood up suddenly and stared at Fang Lei: "In that case, let Li give you some guidance."
"You want to give me some advice?" Fang Lei raised his head, doubts in his eyes.
"What, you don't believe me?" The green-clothed swordsman's voice suddenly became louder, and his anger was about to burst out.
He swore that he would defeat this mysterious masked man today and even defeat him.
"That's fine."
Fang Lei pondered for a moment, then stood up and looked directly at the swordsman in green.
Please let me first examine whether you are qualified to let me use the sword. "Fang Lei said calmly.
The green-clad swordsman's inner anger rose instantly.
"Then let me show it to you." The swordsman in green took a deep breath and assumed a fighting stance.
Fang Lei did not draw his sword or attack quickly, but silently observed the movements and expressions of the swordsman in green.
The green-clothed swordsman also turned his attention to him, his eyes shining with challenge. Their eyes met in the air, like a silent contest.
The air around him seemed to condense, and only the cold light on the tip of the sword shone.
The green-clothed swordsman remained motionless before suddenly bursting into violent movements. The sword in his hand cut through the air and hit Fang Lei's throat.
Fang Lei's body was flexible and he cleverly avoided this fatal attack.
He shouted coldly, and then displayed the "Kaiou Fist" with twice the power.
The combat power instantly increased from 619,000 to 1,283,000.
Fang Lei's body was filled with blood-colored energy, which instantly doubled his strength, speed, attack power, and defense.
Then, he used the first move in the "Shan Hai Fist Sutra" - the iron rope across the river, facing the swordsman in green, and swung his sword.
Seeing this, the green-clothed swordsman slashed forward with his sword.
"Boom!" came the sound.
A punch and a sword collided without any fancy, and the surging energy spread outward.
Centered on the two of them, within a radius of ten feet, the heavy snow on the ground instantly rolled up snowflakes all over the sky, blocking the view.
"What?".
The green-clothed swordsman stepped back, a wave of panic surged in his heart.
"Damn the mysterious masked man!" the green-clothed swordsman said angrily.
The exploding snowflakes drifted around with the cold wind.
The green-clothed swordsman stared at the mysterious masked man in front of him, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.
The cold wind howled, engulfing the two figures in the snow. At this moment, the entire top of the snow-capped mountains seemed to be filled with a tense atmosphere.
The swordsman in green raised his hand leisurely, and the long sword in his hand came out like a silver snake, instantly cutting through the snowflakes and stabbing Fang Lei's vital part.
The green-robed swordsman has a strong and vigorous figure, moving like clouds and flowing water, and his sword moves are unpredictable.
