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Feng Shan Jueyun roared and swung his giant sword, colliding it with Wu Qiu's Wolf's Edge. A loud clang rang out, and a burst of air dispersed; surprisingly, they were evenly matched.

Wu Qiu was taken aback, as was Feng Shan Jueyun. Then, the two of them took a few steps back with force, steadied themselves, lowered their bodies, and charged forward, colliding with each other once again.

With a loud boom, the earth cracked open, but the two remained evenly matched. Wu Qiu was completely dumbfounded, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Keep in mind that although she wasn't particularly strong, she was still level 20. Wolf's End, on the other hand, was transformed from Wind Boy and was also using power.

In other words, this attack not only possessed Wu Qiu's level 20 strength but also Feng Zai's level 25 strength. Furthermore, Feng Zai is an elemental being, which means his strength is far superior to that of humans.

Even so, they still managed to fight Fengshan Jueyun to a draw, with neither side having the upper hand.

"Could it be..."

Wu Qiu thought of Noelle. Noelle's power was terrifyingly strong, completely exceeding what one should expect for someone of her level, as evidenced by her ability to repel the Stormterror.

Thinking about it this way, compared to Noelle, Fengshan Jueyun's strength isn't that great. Although he's also outstanding in terms of strength, there's still a big gap between him and Noelle. After all, if it were Noelle at level 28, Wu Qiu would probably be long gone by now. Trying to fight Noelle head-on with her strength would be just asking for trouble.

Feng Shan Jueyun was also stunned. He had been incredibly strong since childhood, and almost no one he encountered could be stronger than him.

Keep in mind that his greatsword already weighed 300 jin (approximately 150 kg), but in his hands it was like an ordinary short stick. He believed that unless the difference in strength was enormous, no one could surpass him.

But now there is someone who is about the same age as him and whose strength is equal to his. This is the first time.

If Wu Qiu knew what Feng Shan Jue Yun was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud. Three hundred jin is indeed not light for an ordinary level 20 person. They can lift it, but that's about it. It's almost impossible to use it flexibly, let alone like a short stick.

But compared to Noelle, whom Wu Qiu had seen, this was nothing. He knew that the Ice Giant King's attack weighed tens of thousands of pounds, but Noelle blocked it. Moreover, after obtaining the Snow Burial Star Silver, Noelle's strength had increased significantly. Three hundred pounds and three thousand pounds were practically the same in Noelle's hands.

Just as Wu Qiu was lost in thought, Feng Shan Jueyun laughed and said, "Not bad, but in terms of strength, you are still far behind."

He then increased his strength. I felt the pressure instantly, but I was also unwilling to give up, so I joined Wuxiang Fengzai in increasing our strength to resist.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate. Just when neither of us could gain the upper hand, a cunning glint appeared in my normally fierce eyes, followed by a chuckle.

The next second, three small holes suddenly opened on the back of the wolf's tail in my hand, and then gusts of wind shot out, propelling it forward like a jet engine.

"You! You! You cheated!!!"

Fengshan Jueyun almost knelt down, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at Wu Qiu's cheat-like performance.

"Hahahaha! Woohoo! My weapon is high-tech, you disagree..."

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wu Qiu was stunned. Then he withdrew his power and was sent flying by Feng Shan Jueyun in the next second.

"Holy crap!" Wu Qiu rolled twice on the ground before regaining his balance. Wolf's End, on the other hand, spun twice in the air before plunging into the ground.

Wu Xiang Feng Zai exerted a great deal of effort to finally pull his head out of the ground. Flying into the air, he glared at Wu Qiu and yelled, "Are you fucking crazy?! Why did you hold back?"

"I held back... When did I exert any force? No, didn't we just exchange another sword strike? And then we were locked in a stalemate for so long? But wasn't I just wondering how strong Noelle was?"

Wu Qiu was completely dumbfounded, and then he realized something: "Oh no, oh no, oh no, one consciousness splits into two, one half is absent-minded and the other half is fighting, this problem has relapsed."

Chapter 150: The Need for Focus

What are you muttering about?

Fengshan Jueyun pointed at Wu Qiu, and without waiting for Wu Qiu's reply, he rushed forward.

I dodged to the side and retaliated with a backhand strike. Feng Shan Jueyun retreated, but quickly stepped forward and delivered a horizontal slash.

I launched myself into the air and jumped to dodge, followed by Wu Qiu exclaiming "Holy crap, here we go again!" I barely managed to figure out what was happening in mid-air and quickly regained my balance so that I didn't land directly on the ground.

Feng Shan Jueyun quickened his attack, using the greatsword as a one-handed sleigh, increasing his speed. Wu Qiu, on the other hand, was puzzled.

"Holy crap! It's a short clip, I'm totally confused. Why should I block it? Wouldn't it have been better to just kick him in the groin? Ugh! Why is he trying to catch a blade barehanded? I'm such a jerk."

"Stop flashing, or I'll crack!" Wu Qiu was in agony, on the verge of tears. He felt like he wasn't himself anymore, constantly doing things that were clearly his own will, yet weren't.

"Um, is Akiko alright?"

Ying and Paimon, who were watching from the other side, were completely dumbfounded. They were watching as Wu Qiu's expression was very strange, as if he was disgusted with them.

It's that "Oh dear, this child is hopeless" expression. Except this expression isn't for others, it's for oneself.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"

Finally, Wu Qiu shouted to stop Fengshan Jueyun. Fengshan Jueyun was quite polite and actually stopped.

"What, are you surrendering?" Fengshan Jueyun said with a smile. Wuxiang Fengzai also chimed in, "Are you sick in the head? Have you lost your mind?"

But Wu Qiu ignored them completely and slapped himself across the face.

That was a loud crack! It was so loud that everyone who heard it shuddered. Feng Shan Jueyun was stunned, looking at Wu Qiu and saying, "You're ruthless, you're truly ruthless."

Ying and Paimon also shuddered, looking at Wu Qiu with question marks on their faces.

"Xiao Qiuzi, Xiao Qiuzi? Xiao Qiuzi? Are you alright? It's okay if you can't beat them, just don't do anything stupid."

Ying called out a few times, but Wu Qiu didn't respond. She couldn't help but worry, "Could his brain have been damaged?"

Just as I was about to step forward, I noticed that Wu Qiu had turned her head away, her face was swollen, and tears were streaming from her eyes.

"It's okay, Sister Ying, don't worry. I just used too much force and it hurts. I need to rest for a while."

Wu Qiu's voice was slurred. Ying's eyes twitched as well. "Hey, Qiu, are you sure you're alright? Maybe we shouldn't fight anymore."

Wu Qiu shook his head. "It's okay, Sister Ying, just watch and see how I beat him up."

As he spoke, Wu Qiu closed his eyes and began to murmur, "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins, eat grapes until you spit out the grape skins, Happy Sheep, Beautiful Sheep..."

Wu Qiu felt he needed to calm down. Just now, he realized that his condition had become more serious, which happened very suddenly.

Before, when I was spacing out, I might do something I wanted to do but didn't, as if my brain was splitting up. But now, whenever my vision is blurry or I'm not focused, my consciousness splits into two.

So, Wu Qiu concentrated intently. He couldn't maintain perfect concentration throughout, but he could direct his consciousness more towards his first instinct, rather than a second instinct that arbitrarily imposed upon him. Sounds convoluted, right? Didn't understand? Don't worry about it; I don't even know what I'm writing. Just think of it as a form of schizophrenia.

Wu Qiu didn't know what the consequences of doing this would be. This was his understanding.

His consciousness is like a bottle, and the water inside is sensation. No matter how much water is in a consciousness, it's still just sensation.

But now, Wu Qiu's bottle is split in the middle. They are still connected and it's still a bottle, but the water will feel different in different places.

It's like one half of the water was very stable while Wu Qiu was in a daze, but the other half, which was clearly in the same bottle and mixed together, was jumping around very violently. This caused Wu Qiu's consciousness and brain to receive two different sensations at the same time, and to do completely different, fantastical things.

Wu Qiu was afraid when he thought about these things, because he was in a daze. Although he had two different feelings, one was still in control of his body.

But what if Wu Qiu, without being distracted, did this one day start fighting with himself? His left and right sides acting independently. Like pinching each other, walking in opposite directions, me using a fork while you use chopsticks, me using paper while you use your hands, and so on…

So Wu Qiu's solution was to place the cup at an angle, making one side feel stronger and the other side feel weaker, thus making Wu Qiu more focused.

"Hey! Stop playing tricks! Just show us what you've got."

Seeing that Wu Qiu was rambling on and on, Fengshan Jueyun spoke up impatiently.

After a while, seeing that Wu Qiu did not make a move, Feng Shan Jueyun suddenly rushed forward, gripped his sword with both hands, and slashed down straight down.

Seeing that Wu Qiu was about to be hacked to death, Ying was about to make her move. But at that last cough, Wu Qiu dodged to the side and opened his eyes.

In that instant, Ying felt a very dangerous and uneasy feeling. This feeling was very strange. She didn't know where it came from, but it made Ying pause involuntarily.

Feng Shan Jueyun was also taken aback, but there was no time for him to be stunned. Wu Qiu dodged his attack while simultaneously retaliating with a sword strike.

This sword strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless, a clear departure from the previous, obviously chaotic swing. Feng Shan Jueyun sensed the danger and narrowly dodged the attack with a quick step back.

Even so, his waist was still slashed open. Looking at the torn clothes, Fengshan Jueyun was first surprised, then looked up and said, "Finally serious? This is the real you."

Wu Qiu remained silent, his eyes calmly fixed on Feng Shan Jueyun. For some reason, Feng Shan Jueyun felt a chill run down his spine.

Shaking his head, Feng Shan Jueyun dismissed those unrealistic ideas. He raised his greatsword and charged forward once more.

This time, the battle was completely different; every strike generated a gust of wind. Unlike the playful fight before, this was a comprehensive battle not only of strength but also of combat experience and skill.

The two fought from the ground to the cliff, and then back down to the ground, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle. However, this stalemate soon ended, as Fengshan Jueyun ceased his attack after a collision that separated them.

He felt that Wu Qiu had completely changed; he was silent, his moves were ruthless, and he fought like a seasoned master.

But he wouldn't admit defeat. He gripped the greatsword tightly with both hands, and white steam began to rise from Fengshan Jueyun's body. His muscles bulged out as if he were about to explode.

"Watch out, I'll let you taste my strongest move."

"Meditation Qi. Tiger Step!"

Chapter 151: Abnormal

With a roar, a white, ethereal, and enormous tiger leaped out, charging towards Wu Qiu like a real white tiger.

This is not an elemental combat skill. In reality, Peak Mountain Cloud does not have the Eye of God, at least not on the surface.

His strike was a pure evolution of power, the culmination of countless sparring sessions. Such a move, let alone Wu Qiu, even Ying in her current state, couldn't execute.

This isn't something that can be achieved simply by having great strength. Noelle is strong enough, but asking her to unleash such an attack is almost impossible, because Noelle hasn't experienced the kind of sublimation that comes from repeated sword swings.

Without the Eye of God, he delivered a strike similar to the Eye of God, which is somewhat similar to Yura's, but even more difficult.

However, Wu Qiu remained completely unfazed by these events, his expression unchanged. With a single gesture, the Formless Wind Spirit materialized into a sharp shield under his consciousness.

He thrust the shield tip into the ground and shoved himself forward. Then, a tiger's roar was heard, and Wu Qiu was pushed backward, leaving two scratches and a deep trench in the ground.

That was caused by his feet and the shield. Not only that, Wu Qiu was pushed and slammed into the stone wall behind him, causing the entire stone wall to tremble.

When the white tiger disappeared, Wu Qiu was almost embedded in the wall, with only his shield sticking out.

He removed his shield, but a large foot came flying straight at him, striking his face. Wu Qiu's expression froze, showing no emotion whatsoever.

The shield in his hand vanished, transforming into a gauntlet that appeared on Wu Qiu's wrist. Then, with a loud thud, Wu Qiu's hand firmly gripped Feng Shan Jueyun's ankle.

"Ok!"

Fengshan Jueyun was taken aback, but then he grinned, spun around to break free from Wu Qiu's grasp, bent down, raised his hand, spread his legs, and slashed straight down with his sword.

boom!

With another sound, Wu Qiu pulled his other hand out from inside the wall, also putting on a gauntlet. Finally, he thrust both hands forward and grabbed the greatsword.

A stream of air spread out in a ring, and sparks flew as the longsword and fist rubbed together, yet neither was gaining the upper hand. This is where the power of a good weapon truly shines.

With a sharp crack, Wu Qiu tightened his grip, and a fissure appeared on the greatsword. Finally, under Wu Qiu's indifferent gaze, the entire sword shattered.

Lifting his foot, before Fengshan Jueyun could react, Wu Qiu delivered a powerful kick that sent him flying a considerable distance. Having done this, Wu Qiu casually walked through the stone wall, inching closer to Fengshan Jueyun.

Fengshan Jueyun staggered to his feet, looked at Wu Qiu, and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, saying, "You bastard, with that expression, don't you have any feelings?"

This is how Fengshan Jueyun feels right now. Wu Qiu gives him such a strange feeling, he doesn't seem like a human being at all. This guy was clearly a loser at the beginning, how did he suddenly become like this? Even if he's faking it, he can't be this convincing.

Wu Qiu ignored him. Feng Shan Jueyun didn't say much either, but got into a fighting stance, his muscles bulging, and his fist rushed forward with a white gust of wind.

A punch was thrown, creating a gust of air, but Wu Qiu easily dodged it by sidestepping. Clearly, Feng Shan Jueyun had experienced many battles.

Missing his first strike, he raised his leg and aimed a powerful knee strike at Wu Qiu's waist. However, something completely unexpected happened.