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Chapter 363: Battle Against Yan Beihan [10,000 Words] (Part 2)
Chapter 363: Battle Against Yan Beihan [10,000 Words] (Part 2)
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At this point, he fixed his gaze on the blade, laughed heartily, and proudly declared, "This sword, Nether King, rules over the nine heavens!"
Below, Chen Yin, Feng Xing, Feng Yue, and others spat in unison.
They had thought that Fang Che's act was almost over and the fight was about to begin, but who would have thought that at this moment, he would bring another wave of excitement. Hearing the crisp cheers from the surrounding beauties, the young masters of the Only Righteous Sect were feeling particularly uncomfortable.
In the arena.
Hearing the name Nether King unchanged, Swan North Cold let out a long whistle, her sword soaring into the sky, and in a flash, it reached its target.
A beam of sword light aimed straight for the throat.
Fang Che drew his sword and went head-on, intercepting the sword's edge.
With a clang, the sword and knife clashed, and Swan North Cold flipped her hand, slashing at Fang Che's head with lightning speed.
At the same time, her left hand emerged from the flowers and struck his chest and abdomen.
Fang Che didn't dodge or evade; at the moment their weapons crossed, he thrust his sword straight into the throat. He shifted his body and threw a punch towards Swan North Cold's enchanting face.
When it came to beauties, Fang Che never held back. He was accustomed to striking them, like how he often beat Ye Meng, leaving her with a bruised and swollen face.
If this punch landed on Swan North Cold's face, even a person of the Imperial rank would suffer disfigurement.
Swan North Cold retreated, her sword returned, and she slashed at the tip of the knife, while her palm met his in a powerful clash.
A muffled hum, and both figures retreated. Fang Che's hair fluttered, and Swan North Cold's collar gained a new tear.
They were just a hair's breadth away from death!
The initial exchange had been a mere instant, and both had already exchanged blows.
One had almost lost his head, and the other had almost been choked.
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xi Yang were both sweating.
They had just entered the arena, and the two were still glaring at each other, preparing to chat or exchange some banter. But before they could open their mouths, a near-fatal incident had almost occurred in the arena, and it involved two people.
They had almost died together.
If such an accident happened in the arena where these two top experts were referees, both felt that even smashing their heads on the spot wouldn't alleviate the extreme shame.
They quickly regained their spirits.
The two displayed the demeanor of top experts, standing with their hands behind their backs, eyes fixed on the battle in the arena.
They couldn't look at each other; watching the fight was the priority.
Bi Yunyan, Mei Han, and others observed Duan Xi Yang and Xue Fuxiao, feeling admiration in their hearts.
These two were the top experts and the former top experts, and they could remain calm in the face of danger.
If they had been in their shoes during the dangerous clash of blades, they would have been scared out of their wits. But these two acted as if nothing had happened, clearly confident in their ability to intervene if there was any real danger...
A sense of reverence arose.
Impressive!
Admirable!
But they didn't expect that these two, who seemed so calm and composed, were now drenched in cold sweat.
One was the beloved of Yan Bei Han, the Vice Supreme Patriarch, and the other was the treasure of both the Vice Supreme Patriarch and Dong Fang Sansan.
But neither could afford to die.
If one of them died, it would cause a huge upheaval!
And the most crucial point was... Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xi Yang were both of the belief that 'I know everything.'
Xue Fuxiao knew all of Fang Che's identities.
And Duan Xi Yang also knew that Fang Che was the Night Demon.
This was a bit... awkward.
The sword's radiance shone upon the world, and the sword aura soared into the sky.
In the arena, the two had become a tangled mess, indistinguishable from each other. To outsiders, they appeared as two balls of light rotating in the middle.
Fang Che felt immense pressure. He had never expected that Swan North Cold had improved so much, not only in cultivation but also in her combat awareness, crisis perception, sensing of killing intent, flexibility, sharpness, and the use of malevolent energy...
This girl was improving in every aspect.
How did she do it? I can do it because I have the combat experience of thousands of life-and-death battles in my previous life, and in this life, I've been constantly fighting almost every day.
Moreover, I've had many fortuitous encounters, and yet this girl, who has suppressed her cultivation to the peak of the King rank, is still on par with me!
This is truly remarkable.
One can't help but marvel at her family background and resources.
In fact, Fang Che had made a mistake: his so-called previous life experience, in the eyes of true experts, was at most equivalent to a fart.
His highest cultivation level in his previous life was only the Imperial rank.
Swan North Cold had faced countless experts at headquarters, each with combat experience far surpassing her previous life. With her exceptional comprehension, her progress was naturally rapid.
Thus, Swan's advancement was well-deserved.
However, Fang Che's mind still harbored a subtle sense of superiority, thinking, "I've lived two lifetimes, and I'm awesome."
Unaware of the ancient monsters who had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, each with an age surpassing his two lifetimes by several hundred or even a thousand times.
The bloody storms and high-stakes life-and-death situations they had experienced far exceeded what he had gone through in his previous life.
Swan was surprised to find that Fang Che's combat prowess was so formidable. She had initially thought it would be an easy victory, but now it seemed impossible.
Moreover, this bastard was extremely cunning, aiming each attack at her face. If she wasn't careful, disfigurement was imminent, and she couldn't help but feel enraged. Fighting with a girl, how could he fight like this?
Even if they were enemies, this was a friendly sparring match... What a dishonorable person!
Filled with anger, Swan spun her body, and a sword cyclone formed with a whirring sound, enveloping her entire body in sword light, transforming her into a unified entity.
Suddenly, she soared into the sky, shooting straight towards Fang Che!
Fang Che dared not be careless. He pressed his blade downwards, pointing the tip of his sword at the ground, and his body spun in a spiral, layers of dark, shiny ghostly eyes flashing as they rose from beneath him like a surging tide, instantly forming a tower-like structure above his head!
Seven layers!
The ghostly eyes flickered, emitting a deep blue light, and the sword aura surged and retracted, exuding a chilling intent.
Whoosh!
Both parties acted simultaneously, and it was unclear whether the sword light collided with the sword tower or the sword light struck the sword pillar first.
Regardless, they entangled each other.
It was like dry wood meeting raging fire, fiercely intertwining.
Or perhaps like heavenly thunder and earthly fire, mutually attracting and violently merging.
The sound of the impact was so dense that it made one's ears numb.
Boom!
The two of them gasped and separated.
Then, they rushed towards each other again, spiraling and intertwining, their sword and knife auras flashing as they constantly clashed, sending out sparks like fireflies.
Swan was determined to defeat Fang Che with her techniques.
Overpowering someone with brute force was not the way of a true hero.
She wanted to subdue him fairly and squarely!
She wanted him to remember her combat prowess whenever he saw her!
So, her sword techniques became faster and faster, eventually transforming into a green whirlwind.
Fang Che, however, was not one to back down easily.
If you're fast, I'll be faster. I'll show you my skills head-on.
Just because you're talented, have a good family background, and abundant resources, so what?
I can endure just as well!
Let's see who can last longer!
And so, his knife became faster and faster.
Although their battle was only at the King Level, the combat prowess they displayed was already at the Emperor Level. Their incredible speed even made Chen Yin, Feng Yue, and many others feel a tingling sensation in their wrists.
In the blink of an eye, their blades had clashed hundreds of times.
This frequency was too fast.
Among the spectators, the defeated Cold Moon Cliff stood with an ugly face, his eyes bulging like green beans, now resembling broad beans.
Cold Moon Cliff muttered to himself, "This damn... This speed, this frequency, if used for craftsmanship, it would be cooked instantly..."
"Clang clang clang..."
The sound of the collisions wasn't loud, but it persisted.
Both parties were pushing their speed to higher levels.
Puff puff puff...
It was unclear who kicked first, but their four long legs started kicking each other.
As they entangled above, their bodies also intertwined below, forming a single whirlwind as they rose into the air.
The sword and knife auras showed no signs of weakening.
Finally...
Boom!
Two striking sounds rang out simultaneously.
Fang Che's foot landed precisely on Swan's chest, while Swan's foot kicked Fang Che's lower abdomen.
Their blades clashed for the last time.
Slap!
Then, both of them flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
Clap!
Then, their bodies flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
Clap!
Then, their bodies flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
Clap!
Then, their bodies flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
Clap!
Then, their bodies flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
Clap!
Then, their bodies flew backward.
Swan's cultivation was much higher than Fang Che's, and she wore a protective treasure robe. She flew backward for three zhang before stopping, immediately rebounding with lightning speed, her sword tip pointing directly at Fang Che's throat.
Fang Che, on the other hand, dared not wear any protective gear. This kick to his lower abdomen, although prepared for, was still painful, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
This kick was truly vicious, almost severing Fang Che's intestines; he clutched his abdomen, enduring the pain.
The two of them had essentially fought to a draw.
In reality, Fang Che was indeed a King Rank, and it was a fact that he couldn't withstand the kick she delivered.
To be honest, she had taken advantage of her superior cultivation to bully him.
With her usual pride and arrogance, there was no way she would let this slide.
She spoke calmly, "Actually, it should be considered an even match. I'm at the Emperor Rank, and your kick couldn't move me. According to your progress, if you reach the Emperor Rank and become my equal..."
Biting her red lips, she was reluctant to admit weakness, but she still said, "I might not be your match."
But she immediately added, "This time, I won't be negligent when I return, so... your chances of defeating me are slim."
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xi Yang were both surprised, clearly not expecting Yan Beihan to say such words.
They couldn't help but feel that this girl's temperament was refreshingly lovable.
Yan Beihan said, "Your knife is fast, and it's not a thin, quick blade, but a thick-backed one. If you switched to a sword, it would likely be even faster."
Fang Che nodded, "Thank you for your guidance."
Yan Beihan replied indifferently, "Don't mention it. You and I are, after all, enemies. If we meet again, I'll still have to kill you."
"The feeling is mutual."
Fang Che laughed and said boldly, "Then let's wish that you and I won't meet again anytime soon."
Yan Beihan smiled for no apparent reason, and her body rose like dark clouds. She hovered in the air, and with a flash, she was already back at the spectator stand.
Bi Yunyan caught her and smiled lightly, "How was it?"
"Very impressive."
Yan Beihan's face turned solemn, "My sword is already considered fast among us, but his knife is clearly not a quick one, yet its speed is on par with mine. His previous championship wasn't won through tricks or deceitful means; this person has the strength of a champion."
She thought deeply and said slowly, "If this person continues to grow, he will undoubtedly become a formidable enemy of our sect."
Bi Yunyan spoke indifferently, "I'm actually quite interested in this person."
"Interested?"
Yan Beihan furrowed her brows.
Bi Yunyan said, "He fits the image of the kind of man I imagine."
Yan Beihan's face turned into a black line as she warned, "Yunyan, this is no joke. Although we hold high positions, if we make a mistake in this matter, we won't be forgiven. Being expelled from the sect is no laughing matter. Once that happens, there's nowhere in the world to hide."
"Among us, there have been such men and women who lost their heads over love. Haven't you heard about their fates?"
Bi Yunyan smiled, "I was just saying. Why are you so tense? We're separated by tens of thousands of miles, and even if there's a chance, it's not that easy."
But Yan Beihan didn't relax. She said, "I admit that this Fang Che is indeed good-looking, and his character, demeanor, and cultivation progress are all impressive. But you two are from different worlds, and you must keep a clear head."
She wasn't worried about others, but she couldn't help but worry about Bi Yunyan.
Because Bi Yunyan had always been of a calm temperament and had the habit of being carefree like a wild crane.
If she truly developed feelings for someone from the Guardian Continent, being expelled from the sect wouldn't bother Bi Yunyan much.
Moreover, she didn't care about her reputation in the martial world. If she wanted to start a new life in some small valley, Bi Yunyan was fully capable of doing so.
Therefore, Yan Beihan felt that she had to keep an eye on Bi Yunyan.
If this girl made a mistake, there would be no turning back.
Bi Yunyan whispered, "Do you want me to block for you while you rub your leg? That kick just now, did it flatten you?"
Yan Beihan's face turned crimson, and she glared at her, "Shut up!"
She couldn't help but feel like rubbing her leg, as the kick, protected by the treasure armor, didn't cause injury, but it did flatten her momentarily.
But in front of so many people, even if someone blocked her, it wouldn't be appropriate.
...
Finally, the entire event came to an end.
Fang Che returned with great rewards.
He now wore the cotton jade around his neck, and the Dan Yun Shen Dan and Tian Wang Dan pills were in his embrace. He carried two knives and two swords on his back, looking like a villager returning from chopping firewood, emphasizing his extravagance.
However, he couldn't take the ten thousand Divine Crystals with him and could only wait to claim them when he returned to headquarters.
Although it was a small amount, ten thousand crystals were still quite impressive, and they weren't light.
"Dongfang, until we meet again!"
Yan Nan laughed heartily, "Today was quite enjoyable. Dongfang, did you achieve your goal?"
Dongfang Sansan smiled, "Yan Vice-Sect Leader, did you achieve yours?"
The two of them laughed simultaneously, as if they both knew what the other was laughing about.
"Let's go!"
With a shout, Yan Nan led the upper echelon of the Only Righteous Sect onto the flying ship.
Many of the younger members of the Only Righteous Sect couldn't help but turn back and look at the place where Fang Che was surrounded as they were about to enter the cabin.
They looked at Fang Che with envy and hostility, knowing that he had brought glory to the continent.
Everyone wanted to achieve such glory, but they didn't have the chance. Today, this Fang Che had indeed shown off.
They vowed to defeat him in the future!
As for Wu Shuang and the others who participated in the battle, they had already been beaten and kicked numerous times on the way back, and each of them looked dejected, keeping their heads down and not daring to resist.
Bi Yunyan stood at the cabin door, looking back, she gazed at Fang Che with a hint of reluctance.
But Yan Beihan pushed her inside, "Don't look. Didn't you see him hugging that Night Demon? What are you thinking? Do you want to eat someone else's leftovers?"
(End of Chapter)
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