The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

On the ring, the two separated after countless exchanges of blows.

Fang Zhou straightened his sleeves, looked at Su Yan, and smiled slightly:

"How was it, Brother Su? Did I, the challenger, give you enough fun?"

Su Yan took a breath, calmed himself, and looked at Fang Zhou.

"Ah, I didn't expect Brother Fang to be so amazing. It's my fault for not being able to satisfy Brother Fang."

"It's alright, Brother Su. Go all out and give it your all. Don't hold back. Let's bring this battle to a perfect close."

Fang Zhou straightened his clothes and looked at Su Yan.

"Since Brother Fang has put it that way, it would be ungrateful of me to hold back any longer."

Su Yan's eyes flashed, and his aura vanished instantly.

Then, he drew his sword.

"A stunning sight."

In an instant, Su Yan vanished, followed by a sword cry, a flash of sword light, and then the protective barrier dissipated, ending the battle.

Most of the disciples below the stage didn't even know what had happened before the battle ended; only a few disciples witnessed the whole thing.

In that instant, Fang Zhou's two fingers, glowing red, lightly pinched Su Yan's sword.

Not only that, Jiang Qinghui's gaze was solemn, and the red light perfectly neutralized all of Su Yan's power. When Fang Zhou caught Su Yan's sword, the power on Su Yan's sword was completely neutralized, not a bit more or less.

What a formidable opponent! So powerful at only the early stage of the Profound Core realm. Indeed, you are a monster too.

Jiang Qinghui looked at Ye Ninghan beside him. At this moment, Ye Ninghan was staring intently at Fang Zhou. Only after seeing him easily receive Su Yan's full-force sword strike did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Fang Zhou loosened his grip on the sword, and Su Yan collapsed onto the arena, exhausted.

Only Su Yan knew just how terrifying Fang Zhou's seemingly casual clamp was.

He poured all his spiritual power and sword intent into that last strike, fearing Fang Zhou wouldn't be able to withstand it, and even deliberately thrust it to the side. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhou reacted quickly, simply clamping his sword, making him realize just how ridiculous his plan had been.

Fang Zhou smiled and helped him up. "Are you alright?"

Su Yan shook his head. "I used all my strength when I unleashed that sword strike, but I didn't expect that it wouldn't satisfy Brother Fang."

He took his defeat in stride. If he couldn't even acknowledge his own weakness, how could he become stronger?

As a sword cultivator, he naturally possessed an indomitable will. After this defeat, his sword heart became even stronger, and his understanding of the way of the sword deepened.

I'm just a little sorry that I couldn't let Fang Zhou have his fill.

Fang Zhou helped him down from the arena.

"It's a pity that you didn't do your job well enough, Brother Su. There aren't many outstanding talents who can guide me. It's a real shame."

"Brother Fang, you don't need to worry about that. I contacted a few people for you last night."

Su Yan has regained his mobility, but his expression is somewhat strange.

"They just want to see your strength first before they're willing to spar with you. I originally wanted my senior sister to spar with you first, so they could see your abilities."

"Is that so? I didn't expect you to be so responsible, Brother Su."

Fang Zhou turned to Jiang Qinghui: "In that case, Senior Sister Jiang, shall we practice?"

Jiang Qinghui smiled, his eyes filled with intense fighting spirit: "I'm happy to oblige, Junior Brother Fang."

The two stood on the ring, facing each other, and the protective shield rose again.

Most of the disciples flocked to the arena, and those who couldn't stand flew into the air to watch the battle.

Jiang Qinghui drew his sword directly and twirled it.

"Junior Brother Fang, you are very strong, so I will fight you with all my might."

Fang Zhou smiled. "I'm looking forward to it."

The crowd outside the arena stared intently at the arena, not daring to blink.

Jiang Qinghui's eyes narrowed, and he took a step forward, swinging his sword at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou stood still with a smile on his face. When the sword was about to hit him, a red light covered his hand, and he reached out to grab the sword.

Right now, Jiang Qinghui changed his sword technique, dodging Fang Zhou's grab, and imbued the sword with perfect sword intent, the tip of the sword piercing towards Fang Zhou.

When?! Just as Jiang Qinghui changed his sword move to thrust, a hand was already waiting in the path of the sword tip.

Fang Zhou parted the sword, and red light burst forth from his other hand, shining towards Jiang Qinghui.

Jiang Qinghui had no time to change her move to defend herself, so she could only cover her body with spiritual power to resist the impact.

boom!

With a loud bang, Jiang Qinghui was pushed by the red light and crashed into the protective barrier.

The protective shield rippled, and Jiang Qinghui used it to forcefully stabilize himself and land back on the arena.

"It seems I underestimated you a bit, Junior Brother Fang. You are very strong."

It wasn't until she was struck by that red light that she truly felt how much power was contained within that seemingly ordinary red light.

Fang Zhou smiled. Strictly speaking, this red light is a supernatural power that only a Dao Infant can achieve, changing the nature of spiritual energy and transforming it into pure force.

This requires a deep understanding of spiritual power and the laws of force, and is generally only achievable by Dao Nascent Soul cultivators who specialize in the path of force.

Although it sounds strange that he said that, he did indeed comprehend it at the Xuan Dan stage.

"To have such a deep understanding of the Law of Power at the Profound Core Realm, Junior Brother Fang, you may be stronger than Junior Sister Ye."

For someone who gets beaten by Ye Ninghan every year to say something like that shows just how highly she regards Fang Zhou.

Jiang Qinghui took a deep breath, his sword intent surging wildly, a crazed smile plastered on his face.

"In that case, let Junior Brother Fang experience the sword technique I prepared for Junior Sister Ye."

Although it went straight into the stage of exchanging ultimate moves, which was different from the intense battle he had imagined, so what! Battles are full of changes.

Fang Zhou's lips curled into a smile, and his hands began to form hand seals.

"Ah, I'm really looking forward to it."

The moment Fang Zhou finished speaking, Jiang Qinghui unleashed a sword strike.

"Break through to sainthood!"

The moment that sword light appeared, it was as if all the light in the world vanished, leaving only that extremely sharp sword light.

This sword light far exceeded the limits of the Profound Core stage; even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would perish under its power.

Ordinary cultivators facing this sword strike would likely only be able to dodge, but that's the mindset of the weak.

Fang Zhou's smile grew even more blatant. He completed the hand seal and pushed forward.

"tomorrow."

A fireball appeared in his hand. If it weren't for the protective shield, the ordinary disciples outside would have been burned to ashes upon seeing the fireball.

As expected, the fireball instantly engulfed the sword light and then dissipated under Fang Zhou's control.

Jiang Qinghui, thanks to her cultivation level and Fang Zhou's control, was not harmed.

At this moment, she looked at Fang Zhou with a complicated expression.

"The most dazzling tomorrow in the world, Junior Brother Fang, you truly live up to your name."

Fang Zhou's smile froze slightly.

"Senior Sister Jiang, you flatter me. That was just a casual joke."

Jiang Qinghui sheathed her sword, smiled slightly, and did not reply. After the protective barrier dissipated, she turned and jumped off the arena.

There was no time to mourn Jiang Qinghui's defeat; immediately appearing on the battlefield was...