Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 225 A Battle of Internal Strength (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
By the time Giatanna arrived, Sun Yanwan had already vanished without a trace.

Enraged, the little princess of Northern Yan smashed the tent on the spot.

The entire Northern Yan army was mobilized, searching high and low, determined to find Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan adjusted his helmet. He used the same trick to infiltrate the Northern Yan army. Now he spoke the Northern Yan official language fluently and was very familiar with the rules of riding the fierce horse. He was already doing it with ease.

Sun Yanwan followed the Northern Yan army, trying to sneak out of the camp, when she suddenly heard cheers. Looking up, she saw Xixi Muli bound up like a rice dumpling, with a bulging leather bag next to him. He had obviously been caught red-handed. She couldn't help but silently mourn for her "good friend".

He can barely take care of himself, how can he possibly save others?
He fought against the Prince of Northern Yan and a master of innate talent, and his internal injuries were also quite severe.

Fortunately, the Northern Yan prince's external martial arts skills hadn't reached the point of mastering all the meridians in his body; only his internal skills were at the first-grade level. Otherwise, Sun Yanwan might not still be able to stand up straight right now.

Having finally escaped the camp, Sun Yanwan immediately broke away from the group, used her lightness skill to run wildly, and fled to the nearby mountains.

He had just found a secluded spot and was about to use the Taiyi Azure Spirit Fan's miraculous power to heal his injuries when he heard a triumphant voice shout, "Sun Yanwan, I've finally found you again."

Sun Yanwan was immediately horrified. She drew her sword, only to see that Fan Najia was holding a snow-white ferret in both hands, looking like Mo Libu Shou, while in the other hand she was lightly waving a folding fan, looking like Zhuge Liang. Her face was full of confidence.

Sun Yanwan was injured, but he was still a Xiantian realm expert, and a very high-level one at that. In a one-on-one fight, who would win was obvious.

Sun Yanwan activated her Earth Listening Technique and, finding no one following, was greatly relieved. She chuckled and said, "So it's Brother Fan Najia. Your little pet is quite adorable. I wonder if you could give it to me? I will certainly take good care of it and never let it go hungry."

Upon hearing about the snow-white ferret in his hand, Vanaga II immediately became furious and shouted, "If you hadn't poisoned our spirit eagles, how could you have escaped my grasp?"

"This is a treasure-hunting ferret I borrowed from my senior sister. Although it wasn't originally meant to find someone, it's enough to find you."

He released the snow-white ferret from his hand, and the adorable ferret immediately scurried up a nearby tree branch, its fiery red eyes darting around as it stared at the two of them with great interest.

Fan Najia unfolded his folding fan and launched his first attack, feeling that there was no need to waste words with Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan lightly twirled his longsword and exchanged more than ten blows with Fan Najia. He thought to himself, "This guy is indeed no ordinary Xiantian realm cultivator, as he was able to step onto the arena for the Battle of the Peak. Although my swordsmanship is not bad, I probably can't win."

"It would be better to fight him head-on with our internal strength; that might give us a chance of survival."

Thinking of this, Sun Yanwan deliberately revealed an opening. When Fan Najia closed his two folding fans and pointed at him diagonally, she suddenly reached out and grabbed them, and attacked with a burst of internal force.

Sun Yanwan's first day learning martial arts...

Well! At that time, Miao Youxiu really didn't have time to teach him some basic martial arts knowledge. Anyway, not long after he started learning martial arts, Miao Youxiu, Zhang Yuanqiao, and even his senior brother Zhang Qingxi warned him that he must never fight someone head-on with internal energy. Competing with techniques or palm strikes can rely on the subtlety of martial arts skills, and even if he was hit by one or two moves, he might not die. But fighting head-on with internal energy usually meant certain death, and it was extremely dangerous.

If given a choice, Sun Yanwan would not want to fight with his internal energy, but he was injured, Fan Najia's martial arts were indeed powerful, and there was also a treasure-hunting weasel. It was impossible for him to escape by relying on his lightness skill. So he had no choice but to choose this dangerous method and try it as a last resort.

The two men's internal forces clashed within the folding fan, and soon both of them were covered in sweat.

Fan Najia Er hadn't expected Sun Yanwan to be so bold. She directly challenged him to a contest of internal strength, which was the most dangerous approach.

However, confident in his already advanced Innate Realm, he was not afraid to fight Sun Yanwan's internal energy. He activated the Ice Silkworm Transformation Technique, and the two forces of internal energy clashed back and forth. He felt that Sun Yanwan's internal energy was strange and inexhaustible, and his own Ice Shovel Transformation Technique, which he relied on for fame, could not gain the slightest advantage.

After a stick of incense had burned, Fan Najia's internal energy was still flowing continuously and showed no signs of depletion, while Sun Yanwan's internal energy was starting to run out.

In terms of sheer volume of true qi, Sun Yanwan cultivated both internal and external skills, reaching a level where his external skills developed from the outside in, making him slightly stronger than Fan Najia Er. However, in terms of the length of his true qi and the speed of his recovery, he was no match for a veteran like Fan Najia Er.

Sun Yanwan gritted his teeth and persevered. He knew that if he let go, his internal energy would be swept back by Fan Najia's Ice Silkworm Transformation Technique. The combined internal energy of the two would be enough to kill him.

Little did he know that Fan Najia was also secretly lamenting his situation. Although his skill had reached the Innate Realm, he always felt that Sun Yanwan had other trump cards. The opponent's internal strength was also very shocking to him. He was slightly regretful that the competition had come to this point.

Suddenly, the two were comparing their folding fans when one of them shattered, pulverizing the cloth woven into the fan surface and the fine bamboo ribs.

Sun Yanwan gritted her teeth, bracing herself for the blow of Fan Najia's second palm strike, and unleashed a powerful Immortal-Slaying Hammer.

Fan Na Jia Er's folding fan is hardly a precious weapon. It was made with the finest silk and the best fan ribs. It's barely enough to be used as a weapon, let alone for a contest of internal strength.
Fan Najia Er had not expected Sun Yanwan to be so fierce. He had sent out a palm strike and couldn't retract it in time. He could only grit his teeth and try to use his protective true energy to withstand Sun Yanwan's attack.

The two struck each other almost simultaneously. Sun Yanwan was hit on the shoulder by an Ice Silkworm Palm, while Fan Najia was punched in the abdomen by Sun Yanwan.

Both unleashed their powerful internal energy, each being blasted back several steps by the other. Sun Yanwan leaned against a large tree, hurriedly channeling the icy energy within her body into the tree trunk, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but her injuries were already mostly healed. Fan Najia Er was not as lucky as Sun Yanwan; he tripped and fell, rolling awkwardly on the ground a few times before finally getting to his feet and angrily cursing at Sun Yanwan, "Tch, let's see how many more blows you can take from me!"

Sun Yanwan rushed up and threw another punch. Fan Najia had no choice but to use his full strength to meet Sun Yanwan's punch head-on.

Both sides unleashed their most powerful martial arts techniques, exchanging dozens of blows in succession.

Sun Yanwan was determined to fight back, exchanging blows with Fan Najia Er, unleashing one blow after another with her Immortal-Slaying Hammer, venting all her anger at failing to kill the Northern Yan prince on Fan Najia Er.

This kind of all-out, head-on clash of palm strikes is second only to a clash of internal energy in terms of danger. After enduring more than ten blows, Fan Najia knew that his internal injuries were quite severe, but he dared not back down even slightly, for fear that if he did, Sun Yanwan's momentum would be unstoppable.

(End of this chapter)