Duanmu Gushang holds a long sword and confronts Qingfeng in the forest clearing. The breeze is light, like catkins dancing in the wind. Duanmu Gushang, on the other hand, was as steady as a mountain, his sword pointed at the breeze, his eyes firm.
Qingfeng suddenly launched an attack, his figure flashed and his sword flashed. Duanmu Gushang responded calmly, his swordsmanship was steady and powerful, and every sword strike carried the power of thunder. The leaves in the forest fluttered and fell in the sword energy, as if they were witnesses of the battle.
Qingfeng changes its moves, sometimes with strong wind and rain, sometimes as gentle as water. Duanmu Gushang, on the other hand, remained unchanged in response to all changes. His swordsmanship was restrained and not ostentatious, but revealed impeccable power everywhere.
This duel seems to be the most beautiful dance between heaven and earth, and it is also like a magnificent picture between mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. The silhouettes of the two men intertwined with each other, and their sword energy was flowing freely, like a silent symphony.
The showdown between Duanmu Gushang and Qingfeng intensified. Qingfeng's figure is erratic, and his sword skills are unpredictable, sometimes like a violent storm, sometimes like a trickling stream. Duanmu Gushang, on the other hand, remained unchanged in response to all changes, his swordsmanship was restrained and not ostentatious, and every strike carried impeccable power. The sword energy of the two people intertwined in the air, making a clanging sound of gold and iron, causing the surrounding leaves to flutter and fall. In this fierce battle, Duanmu Gushang's eyes remained firm as before, as if no matter how the breeze changed, it could not shake his heart. Qingfeng also showed amazing strength and talent in this duel. His swordsmanship was flexible and changeable, and his attacks were as surging as the tide. However, he was always neutralized by Duanmu Gushang's swordsmanship at critical moments. This battle is like a dance between heaven and earth, and like a magnificent picture between mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, it is breathtaking.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, followed by thunder and heavy rain. The raindrops hit the leaves in the forest, making a crackling sound, as if to accompany this fierce battle. The confrontation between Duanmu Gushang and Qingfeng did not stop because of this, but became more intense. The sword energy and the rain intertwined, and the sword light flickered like a shooting star in the night sky.
Duanmu Gushang secretly praised in his heart that Qingfeng was worthy of being a legendary swordsman in Lingqi Continent. Every move was full of power and beauty. Qingfeng also felt Duanmu Gushang's strength, and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.
However, Duanmu Gushang's sword energy was so powerful that it instantly penetrated Qingfeng's side sword body and knocked him back several steps. Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, he readjusted his body shape and concentrated on dealing with it. Duanmu Gushang followed closely behind, and his sword moves were continuous, like a river bursting its banks and flowing incessantly. Qingfeng tried his best to resist, but found that he had been forced to the edge of the cliff deep in the forest. Duanmu Gushang's sword turned and stabbed towards him. Qingfeng hurriedly raised his sword to block. However, at this critical moment, a gust of wind rose up and swept the two of them into it. The wind was so fierce that it seemed to tear apart everything in the world. Duanmu Gushang hugged the breeze tightly, rolling in the strong wind.
In this heavy rain, the duel between the two became more and more intense, as if all their strength was being poured out. Suddenly, Duanmu Gushang swung his sword, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, going straight to Qingfeng's throat. Qingfeng was startled and quickly ducked sideways.
However, Duanmu Gushang's sword energy did not dissipate. Instead, it drew an elegant arc in the air and struck the breeze again. Qingfeng's heart trembled, he knew that if he was hit by this blow, he would definitely be defeated. So, he took a deep breath, and the real energy in his body circulated rapidly, preparing to use his ultimate stunt.
At this critical moment, Qingfeng suddenly let out a loud roar, and an invisible wall of air instantly appeared around his body. Duanmu Gushang's sword energy hit the air wall, making a deafening sound. The leaves and raindrops in the forest were blown away by the air waves, as if there was a more violent small storm.
In this fierce collision, Qingfeng's body was shaken and flew up, but his eyes were full of determination and pride. He knew that although he had not defeated Duanmu Gushang, he had tried his best and he had no regrets.
Duanmu Gushang looked at Qingfeng's retreating figure, his heart filled with emotion. This battle is not only a contest of each other's strength, but also a test of faith and perseverance. He wanted to catch up immediately, but an inexplicable feeling stopped him.
At this time, the dean of the outer courtyard came to his side and announced that he had become a disciple of the inner courtyard. Duanmu Gushang smiled slightly, put away the sword in his hand, and saluted the dean. He understood that this victory was just a small milestone on his spiritual journey, and there was a broader world ahead waiting for him to explore.
At this time, outside the competition venue, Anxiang was concentrating on preparing for the next competition. Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if she could see through all the flaws in her opponent. Her posture is elegant and vigorous, like a cheetah preparing to attack on the grassland. The air around her seemed to become tense due to her presence.
Suddenly, a silver sword light cut through the air and went straight to Anxiang's throat. Anxiang's eyes flashed, and her figure disappeared instantly, appearing on the side of her opponent, and hit her opponent's waist with a side kick. The opponent was kicked backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
The whole process only took a few seconds, but Anxiang's movements were as smooth as flowing water, and completed in one go. The audience was shocked by her strength and burst into warm applause and cheers.
Cai Ling couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it turned out that Anxiang's strength was not bad. She always thought she was the strongest, but now it seems that there are many unknown masters in this world. Cai Ling was secretly wary, and at the same time she also had a strong interest in An Xiang. She decided to communicate more with Anxiang in the days to come, learn from each other and make progress together. In this vast aura continent, countless heroes are emerging, writing legendary stories together.
Li Lingyun couldn't help but sigh that the skills practiced by a woman named Anxiang were so ferocious. He carefully observed Anxiang's movements and couldn't help but marvel in his heart. Her steps are light and vigorous, like a dancing butterfly, sometimes erratic, sometimes as fast as lightning. Every attack is full of power and speed, making it difficult to guard against. Li Lingyun couldn't help but sigh, such movement requires not only extremely high talent, but also hard training and unremitting efforts.
During their conversation, the game officially began. An Xiang quickly started a fierce contest with her opponent. Their figures moved quickly on the field, sometimes fighting hand-to-hand and sometimes attacking from a distance. The sword energy was flowing horizontally, the air waves were rolling, and the entire venue seemed to have turned into a battlefield filled with smoke. The audience held their breath and watched this exciting showdown with rapt attention. Every sword strike was accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and the whistling of air, which made people sweat from the secret fragrance. However, Anxiang always remained calm and confident, with flexible movements, sometimes dodging the opponent's attacks, and sometimes launching fatal counterattacks. Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if she could penetrate all illusions and get to the enemy's vital points. The entire arena seemed to be enveloped by her aura, making it impossible to ignore her presence.
Finally, after a fierce battle, Anxiang successfully defeated his opponent and won the game. The audience was excited and cheered one after another. Cailing is also proud of Anxiang's performance. She knows that fighting against such a master can improve her own strength.
After the game, An Xiang and Cai Ling looked at each other and smiled. They already understood each other. In the days to come, they will fight side by side and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts together. Li Lingyun also saw more unknown possibilities from this competition. He knew that there were still many undiscovered secrets on this continent waiting for him to explore.
The story continues, and the heroes will continue to grow amidst countless challenges and opportunities, writing their own legends.
At this time, the master of Darkling Pavilion, who was thousands of miles away, was sitting in a deep cave. The cave is filled with a faint aura, like smoke and fog, lingering endlessly. The pavilion master's face was haggard and his eyes were deep, as if he had seen through all the prosperity and nothingness in the world.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes, kneaded the formula with his hands, and began to recite the mantra silently. As the mantra was recited, the spiritual energy in the cave began to slowly gather, forming a transparent spiritual energy vortex. In the center of the vortex, a vague figure gradually emerged, it was Anxiang.
"An Xiang, you have been traveling for many days, have you ever found any clues related to the Huanyue Ancient Mirror?" The Pavilion Master spoke slowly, with a hint of exhaustion and expectation in his voice.
An Xiang replied with a trembling voice: "The disciple has not found any clues related to Huanyue Ancient Mirror."
When the Pavilion Master heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He knew that Anxiang had tried his best. This continent was so vast that it was not easy to find the Huanyue Ancient Mirror.
The Pavilion Master stood up slowly and walked to the other side of the cave, with his back to Anxiang. "Thank you for your hard work. There are more important tasks for you to complete next."
Anxiang couldn't help but feel a little heavy in her heart. She knew that for the pavilion masters, the Huanyue Ancient Mirror was a treasure related to the fate of the entire Dark Spirit Pavilion, and it was their unshirkable responsibility to find clues to it. And as the disciple of the Pavilion Master, she shoulders an important mission.
