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Chapter 77 Fang Yunhua VS Xue Yiren (Seeking first subscription!)

This was not the first time Fang Yunhua had been tested by Xue Yiren.

But perhaps it was just a coincidence, the place where the other party waited for him was always the stone chamber where the other party kept his precious sword.

As they walked through the garden, Fang Yunhua and Xue Xiaoren entered the lush bamboo forest side by side. Dewdrops clung to the bamboo leaves, like pearls set in jade.

At the end of the bamboo forest, the foothills meet, and on the wall, now green with moss, stands an ancient iron gate, which looks sturdy and heavy.

Upon arriving at the door, Xue Xiaoren had already activated the mechanism.

Behind the door, a long, dark stone path stretched out, chilling the skin. As soon as Xue Xiaoren and Fang Yunhua entered, they immediately slammed the door shut, cutting off both light and warmth. The surroundings fell silent, not a sound could be heard.

If you're looking to kill someone, this is certainly a good place.

If we weren't in Xuejiazhuang, or in this stone chamber...

Even though Fang Yunhua had already persuaded him, seeing such a flaw in the other party and having such a natural advantage, Xue Xiaoren would most likely make a move.

But even if he had a thousand times the courage, he wouldn't dare to reveal the slightest bit of his murderous intent.

Because he knew that at the end of this road, that man was waiting for him and Fang Yunhua.

Fang Yunhua was naturally not worried about Xue Xiaoren making any underhanded moves. For this brother-obsessed man, stepping into this stone path was equivalent to entering Xue Yiren's invincible domain. No matter what kind of temper or bad intentions he had, he had to restrain himself completely.

This prompted Fang Yunhua to take a closer look at his surroundings.

After turning several times on the rocky ground, we arrived at a deep cave. Copper lamps were embedded in the stone walls, and under the eerie light, we could see stone tables arranged on all four sides of the cave, each with a dark iron box on it.

One of the men was holding a sword case, seemingly oblivious to Fang Yunhua and Xue Xiaoren's presence. He was completely absorbed in the sword, having reached a state of selflessness and oblivion.

Just by glancing at the other person, Fang Yunhua could clearly perceive the difference between them, because what he saw now seemed to be a completely different person.

It was a sword that had not yet been drawn from its sheath.

"You've come." Xue Yiren calmly put down the sword box. It was because of these words that, in Fang Yunhua's eyes, the sword transformed back into a person.

His demeanor was elegant and composed, like a wise man who did not seek fame, or a scholar who had grown weary of the world and retired to the forest. Although his expression was somewhat cold and stern, he did not reveal the unsettling sharpness he had just displayed.

This is a realm that Fang Yunhua cannot comprehend at present, and it also makes him more aware of the gap between himself and the T1 level experts.

"Senior Xue."

Fang Yunhua cupped his hands in a salute. He could call him Old Man Xue in private, but he dared not show any disrespect to his face.

Just like how he could manipulate Xue Xiaoren in private, he would never be so foolish as to try to use this matter to blackmail Xue Yiren again.

Otherwise, if they could get a top-tier expert, why bother with the less desirable option of messing around with Baby Bro?

"Hmm." Xue Yiren nodded, and after glancing at Xue Xiaoren, who had started acting crazy again, he sighed and focused all his attention on Fang Yunhua.

“I know what you’ve been doing lately. Xuejiazhuang has benefited a little from your efforts, but that doesn’t mean I’ll relax my assessment of you.”

"I understand, senior. Please give me your guidance."

Fang Yunhua had already drawn his Lingxiao Sword, and he had no intention of hiding his strength from his opponent, because as things stood, he was not yet at a level that would allow Xue Yiren to deal with him at full strength.

Fang Yunhua could also use this opportunity to test the gap between himself and a T1-level expert.

The next second, a gust of wind rose. In the otherwise sealed stone chamber, a wisp of wind that shouldn't have appeared swept across Xue Yiren's hair.

Xue Yiren, who had remained calm throughout, showed surprise for the first time.

But before he could even speak, Fang Yunhua's attack arrived like a shadow!

The stray sword light rose with the wind, but after merging into the wind, it transformed into a sharp arrow aimed straight at Xue Yiren's brow!

Clang! —

It was the sound of a longsword being drawn, but Xue Yiren dodged the sword light and opened the nearest sword case with a wave of his right hand!
Taking advantage of the gap between Fang Yunhua's second sword move, he drew a sword that was dark with a hint of green. Although its blade did not have a dazzling light, the three people in the stone chamber felt a chilling aura as soon as it was drawn.

The famous rulers of the Zhou Dynasty, Tai Kang and his son Shao Kang, gathered the best craftsmen in the land to cast bronze from eight directions. It took them ten years to create a sword, which is the Eight-Directional Bronze Sword!
As the Lingxiao Sword clashed head-on with the Bafang Bronze Sword, Xue Yiren felt a surge of icy energy travel through the sword's edge to his right arm and then directly into his body!
In a mere instant, he used his sword energy to completely eliminate the force within!
However, even in such a short time, in this not-so-spacious stone chamber, facing the seemingly real and illusory Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, three more blocking and collisions inevitably occurred.

This time, three strands of energy began to circulate within his body.

At this moment, he truly realized how troublesome Fang Yunhua was. When facing a master of the same level, one must simultaneously neutralize the accumulated energy while focusing on the enemy.

Trying to avoid the opponent's longsword is the most unrealistic thing.

Because the opponent's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles had already grasped the true meaning of martial arts, its combat characteristics, which were like a gazelle hanging its horns and left no trace, were further brought into play.

If you are only focused on avoiding contact with the opponent's Lingxiao Sword, the result will be that the opponent will take the opportunity to attack your vital points such as your throat, brow, and heart!

However, if one tries to continuously block or intercept its attacks, the accumulation of the Xuanbing Qi within the body will increase until the muscles and bones stiffen, the blood congeals, and seven or eight tenths of one's strength is lost, leaving one as easy prey.

At this moment, Xue Yiren was pleasantly surprised by the other person's progress.

"it is good!"

This made him take Fang Yunhua more seriously. After another crisp sound of metal clashing, a sword aura suddenly attacked Fang Yunhua's face. With a flick of his wrist, he neutralized the attack with the Gentle Breeze and Elegant Charm from the Thirteen Forms.

This time, two sword energies attacked its weak point!
The sudden shift in the balance of power left Fang Yunhua, who had briefly gained the upper hand, somewhat disheveled.

However, whenever he tries to take the initiative and launch an offensive, the sudden sword energy always forces him to focus on defense.

As his sword style changed repeatedly, he realized that something was wrong. The power of his sword technique, which was originally integrated into the wind, was constantly decreasing, and the ethereal and dreamlike sword light was no longer impossible to capture.

He was like a gentle breeze completely bound by ropes.

But is the wind that can be caught still the wind?
boom! ——

The next second, a blood-red, violent killing intent rushed towards him, causing Fang Yunhua to lose his senses for a moment, but his right hand still moved subconsciously!

As Lingxiao Sword blocked his way, he saw the tip of Xue Yiren's octagonal bronze sword already touching his blade, its sharp sword intent aimed directly at his throat.

In the next instant, Xue Yiren had already sheathed his sword.

The results are in!

lost.

This is Fang Yunhua's first real defeat after awakening his memories.

(End of this chapter)