On the ring, Han Feng and Xie Jin looked at each other, but neither of them took action immediately, sensing each other's aura.
Han Feng could feel that the Xie Jin in front of him was different from his previous opponents.
At this moment, Xie Jin was like a hidden sharp sword. Although the edge was concealed, there was a sharp energy leaking out, which made people feel fearful.
The two looked at each other for a long time.
"Buzz...!"
Suddenly, the long sword in Xie Jin's hand buzzed, and the man and the sword turned into a stream of light, rushing directly towards Han Feng.
The sharp edge that struck at that moment made Han Feng's heart tremble.
The body of the Overlord Spear in his hand shook, and the tip of the spear turned into a golden meteor, then faced the opponent's sword edge!
"clang……!"
A piercing scream sounded, and neither of them took a step back.
The next moment, the gun shadow and the sword shadow instantly clashed intensively, sparks flew in the void, and the wind was like four waves!
The two men's movements were as fast as lightning. They criss-crossed the ring and exchanged nearly a hundred moves over a cup of tea.
Everyone under the ring was dazzled and even more shocked.
I thought that if Xie Jin took action, even if the freshman was against the odds, he might not be able to hold on for more than a dozen moves, and he would be considered defeated.
Unexpectedly, once the two sides fought, it was like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat. The fight was so fierce that it was difficult to distinguish who was superior for a while.
But at this moment, on the stage.
A heavy Overlord Spear in Han Feng's hand was as fast as lightning, blocking all Xie Jin's sword moves.
Han Feng's attack seemed powerful, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.
Although the two sides were fighting inextricably at this moment, Han Feng could clearly feel it.
Xie Jin's swordsmanship is extremely good. He suppresses his spear at every turn. The place where the opponent's sword attacks must be the weakest point of his spear.
After Dugu Nianxue's teachings yesterday, how could Han Feng not know this.
The opponent's attainments in swordsmanship are far higher than his own in marksmanship.
Therefore, he was able to see through the flaws in his own shots and hit the mark with his moves.
The reason why he has been undefeated for a long time is because of his strong strength.
Although it is impossible to defeat ten guilds with one force, it can still make up for the lack of skills and forcibly resist the opponent's offensive.
After fighting for a moment, Xie Jin couldn't help but be surprised.
"What an amazing strength, but if you try to use brute force to resist my sword moves, I'm afraid you made the wrong idea."
As he said that, Xie Jin's eyes flashed, his aura surged, and his Chen-level one-star cultivation was completely revealed!
Han Yunshan, the great elder of Han Mansion, who is also a Chen-level star, is completely different from the imposing figure of Xie Jin in front of him.
At this moment, Xie Jin was like an unsheathed divine sword, with a strong blue light all over his body, and a surge of sharp energy that shot directly into the sky.
"Li Xiao Sword Technique!"
Xie Jin shouted low, stepped forward, and flew towards Han Feng like a wild goose.
The long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a water-blue light, and the sword rainbow swept towards Han Feng like a tide.
The opponent's sword was not very fast, but Han Feng felt a majestic force, as if there were turbulent waves rolling in.
He immediately mobilized the energy and blood in his body, and the shadow of the gun in his hand writhed, as if a copper wall was formed in front of him, and he tried his best to defend himself.
The two sides exchanged attacks. At first, Han Fengshang felt that the opponent's attack was not threatening, and it was not even as fierce as the previous attacks.
But soon he realized something was wrong, and Xie Jin's sword power surged like the wind and waves.
At first, the power was mediocre, but as time went by, the waves not only showed no intention of retreating, but instead rose higher and higher, and charged harder and harder!
The power of Xie Jin's sword was rising steadily, becoming more powerful every time.
Gradually, with Han Feng's strength, it became a little difficult to support him, and his arms were slightly numb!
Han Feng couldn't help but secretly marveled that Di Yueming's reminder was indeed correct.
The Chen-level experts of Tiannan College are indeed different from the outside world.
The martial arts practiced by these students in Tiannan Academy are much better than those outside the outside world. With the many teachings in the academy and the guidance of instructors, the starting point is much higher than that of ordinary spiritual warriors.
What's more, Tiannan College also has a spiritual pressure field, a spiritual gathering array...etc., resources and conditions that the outside world simply does not have.
The strong men trained by the academy are far superior to spiritual warriors of the same level.
The opponent's spiritual power is far stronger than his own, and his swordsmanship is much higher than his own.
At this moment, Han Feng felt tremendous pressure under Xie Jin's offensive, and there were even faint signs of defeat.
However, Han Feng has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat.
When he is unarmed, he can use bricks to knock out spiritual warriors. When his cultivation level is low, he can pull down enemies who are several times stronger than him.
In the end, they fought all the way, from Bailong County in the northwest to here step by step.
To be able to do all this, Han Feng certainly relied on the help of the Demon Refining Pot.
But more importantly, he relies on his fierce determination to refuse to admit defeat!
So what about the old students of Tiannan College, I, Han Feng, am equally fearless!
The flames of war rose in his eyes, and the courage and heroism in Han Feng's chest surged at the same time.
It doesn't matter how much higher the opponent's cultivation level is than yourself, or how exquisite his swordsmanship is.
He directly stepped out with thunderous steps, and his figure was like lightning, soaring into the sky.
Avoiding the wave of sword power that Xie Jin had accumulated for a long time, Han Feng jumped directly into the air.
He knew that he was far inferior to his opponent in terms of sword moves, so he simply didn't use any moves.
No matter how good your swordsmanship is, I will give you an overlord spear and hit you with a peach blossom all over your face!
He directly exploded with all his energy, blood and spiritual power, holding the Overlord Spear in his hand and smashing it towards Xie Jin's sword below, covering his head and face.
But I saw that big bloody gun, sweeping in all directions in the air, smashing in all directions!
"Qiang Qiang Qiang...!"
The low and ear-splitting clang sounds erupted intensively, and Xie Jin's sword power was like a rolling wave, unstoppable.
At this moment, it began to fluctuate violently, and even the sword moves became increasingly chaotic.
Xie Jin looked up at Han Feng, who was bombarding him above his head, and couldn't help but feel shocked.
He didn't expect that Han Feng would use such "unreasonable" tactics.
For a time, he was hit by the opponent's unorganized but shockingly powerful attack, which made it difficult for him to use his sword moves.
His eyes narrowed, and he felt a little fierce in his heart.
The spiritual power in his body was fully stimulated, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands to stabilize the sword, and swept towards Han Feng above his head with an even more fierce attack!
Han Feng, who was bombarding madly, felt the increasingly violent energy fluctuations below, and felt happy in his heart.
What he wants is to force Xie Jin to prove his toughness with himself!
At this moment, Han Feng's figure relied on the counter-shock of the Overlord Spear and the opponent's long sword to step on the void, like riding the wind and waves.
At the same time, the spear in his hand burst with blood, and Han Feng simply used the blood-soul-destroying spear technique.
From a high position, one after another bloody gun shadows were blasting towards the sword shadows below!
"Puff Puff Peng...!"
Dozens of gun shadows condensed with energy and blood blasted down wildly, pressing the opponent's sword shadow all the way down and exploding above Xie Jin's head!
The terrifying strong wind made it unbearable for everyone watching around the ring and they retreated one after another.
In the end, Han Feng's spear shadow finally restrained the opponent's sword power.
The "huge wave" tore open a "gap", and the blood light submerged Xie Jin's body in it.
At this moment, Xie Jin's cold shout came from the bloody light.
"Han Feng, take my sword!"
The next moment, in the bloody light, a surge of energy surged into the sky.
A figure was shrouded in aqua blue spiritual armor, holding a long sword, and turned into a meteor and rushed towards Han Feng!
At this moment, Han Feng, who was in the air, suddenly stared at Xie Jin's sword.
But his heart was shocked, and he felt a strong chill behind his back.
Because Han Feng sensed that the energy contained in the opponent's sword was not strong.
But he carries an aura that goes forward indomitably and destroys everything.
At this moment, two words came to Han Feng's mind.
"Sword Intent!"
Could it be that Xie Jin actually cultivated sword intention?
While feeling horrified in his heart, Han Feng knew that this sword was something serious, and a layer of blood-colored armor condensed around him instantly.
Han Feng held the Overlord Spear, fell from the sky, and stabbed the opponent's sword with all his strength!
"Boom...!"
On the ring, a dazzling brilliance erupted, and terrifying shock waves spread out.
Fortunately, the referee opened the protective light shield on the ring in time, otherwise everyone watching the fight might have been affected.
When the dazzling light gradually dissipated, the buzzing sound of the protective light shield stopped.
Two figures stood on the stage, looking at each other from a distance.
"call……!"
Han Feng held the Overlord Spear in his hand, and the bloody armor around him had dissipated. His face was pale and his breathing was a little heavy.
Opposite him, Xie Jin's face was also pale, his long sword was on the ground, supporting his body.
The two looked at each other and Xie Jin smiled bitterly.
"You won this bet!"
Han Feng was stunned when he heard this and said doubtfully.
"You and I don't have a clear winner in this attack, so what's the point of winning or losing?"
Xie Jin shook his head.
"Junior Brother Han is just a freshman entering the academy. I have an advantage in fighting you, so a draw is considered my loss!
As for the subsequent competition, I don’t think there is any need to compete anymore. "
With that said, Xie Jin threw his identity token to the referee.
"Three hundred merit points, I'll pass the trouble to this junior brother."
Afterwards, Xie Jin cupped his hands towards Han Feng again.
"Junior Brother Han is outstanding and admirable.
I am a student of Class 14. We will have more interactions with each other from now on. I will come back to visit my junior brother another day and say goodbye. "
