As the discussions around him increased, Song Qingshu became more and more pleased with himself.
Everyone around him was praising him, a disciple of a famous sect. This Fahai in front of him was just an abandoned disciple of the sect, so how could he compare to him?
"Fahai, bring out all your strength and have a good fight with me!”
To his surprise, Fahai shook his head nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about Song Qingshu at all.
"You do it."
This nonchalant attitude completely infuriated Song Qingshu.
Ever since he was young, he had never been seen so clearly by anyone.
Song Qingshu's expression turned cold." Fine, you asked for it!”
Immediately after, a three-foot-long blade tore through the air, cutting through the sound of the wind. The sword aura was majestic and flowed for a long time!
"Wudang Swordsmanship!"
Someone exclaimed.
The Wudang Swordsmanship was a technique passed down by the Wudang Sect and was created by the old immortal, Zhang Sanfeng.
Every Wudang disciple knew this sword technique.
But looking at Song Qingshu's sword aura, it was continuous, shocking, and extraordinary.
He could see that he had already practiced this basic Wudang sword technique to the point of perfection.
Even if it was just a basic sword technique, it could still unleash tremendous power.
"So sharp!"
Someone exclaimed.
"With just this sword technique, Song Qingshu will be able to secure the eleventh place on the Connate Rankings.”
He wondered how Fahai would deal with it.
Everyone looked at Fahai.
However, he was surprised to find out.
Faced with Song Qingshu's shocking sword aura, which was clearly extraordinary and powerful, Fahai did not dodge at all, allowing it to land on his body!
Instantly, everyone was shocked.
Was Fahai crazy?
Take this sword head-on?
Song Qingshu was a Half-Zongshi, and he was even using a sword technique passed down from a famous sect.
At the very least, he was heavily injured.
But Fahai didn't dodge?
However, just as everyone was shocked, Fahai suddenly shouted.
"A kasaya!"
Then, everyone saw a golden light flash on Fahai's body.
As the golden light shook, Song Qingshu was directly knocked back!
" What's this?!"
Immediately, some of the martial artists could not help but exclaim in shock.
Song Qingshu couldn't even pierce through it with one strike?
This kasaya definitely had an extraordinary background!
"Heavenly Silkworm Robe?"
Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but blurt out.
The Heavenly Silkworm Robe was made from the silk of the Heavenly Silkworm. It was extremely light, extremely tough, and impenetrable!
This kasaya obviously had such characteristics.
That was why Lu Xiaofeng said that.
But from the looks of it, this kasaya was clearly not the heavenly silkworm robe.
"It seems like there's something strange about this kasaya."
Lu Xiaofeng muttered to himself as he pondered.
Song Qingshu was knocked back, his arms numb. He looked at Fahai's kasaya in surprise.
There was something strange about this kasaya!
It was not damaged at all after being struck by his sword. It seemed that its origin was not small.
However, did he think that he would win with just this kasaya?
Song Qingshu said disdainfully.
"Fahai, a kasaya alone can't protect you!”
"Soft Palm!"
Then, Song Qingshu's figure flashed out and attacked again!
This time, he struck out with both palms. It looked light and soft, but in fact, it could turn rocks into powder!
The Soft Palm emphasized on the softness of internal strength and hitting a bull across a mountain!
It seemed to have no power, but in fact, when this palm landed on the opponent's body, it would completely explode!
This was his father's ultimate technique, which emphasized on using softness to overcome hardness. He could beat a bull without breaking his defense!
It was designed to counter this kind of impenetrable defense.
However, when this palm landed on Fahai's body, the palm's momentum exploded with a bang, and the force swept out.
However, it still failed to break through the kasaya's defense!
The golden light flashed once again, and the palm's momentum instantly disappeared.
" How is this possible?!"
This time, even Song Qingshu couldn't help but mutter absentmindedly.
He lowered his head and looked at his palm.
This Soft Palm was best at avoiding defense and attacking the opponent.
How could Fahai not be harmed at all?
Just as Song Qingshu was muttering absentmindedly, Fahai finally spoke.
"Have you had enough fun?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
Fahai smiled faintly." You can't even break my defense."”
"What qualifications do you have to compete with me?”
Then, he raised his monk staff and swung it down!
Immediately, there was a sound of air being torn apart. A powerful force swept out from both sides, and the air waves were like dragons!
The surrounding martial artists were thrown off their feet and almost fell to the ground!
This battle seemed to have the sound of wind and thunder. It was extremely powerful and incomparably fierce!
Seeing this, Song Qingshu hurriedly raised his sword to block!
However, with a clang!
When the sound of metal clashing rang out, Song Qingshu realized that he had been wrong, ridiculously wrong!
His arms shook violently and instantly went numb.
He looked at Fahai in horror. What kind of power was this?
How could it be so terrifying!
In an instant, he circulated all his cultivation and the aura of a half-step grandmaster erupted, wanting to resist!
But in the end, he was still sent flying by a staff!
He fell heavily to the ground!
His Qi and blood stagnated, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!
It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries!
The crowd was in an uproar!
Song Qingshu was defeated?
And he was defeated so easily?
"Impossible, impossible! I'm Song Qingshu, I'm Song Qingshu!”
Song Qingshu muttered absentmindedly," The gap between us can't be that big!”
Suddenly, he raised his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He attacked again, and his long sword stabbed at him at an extremely tricky angle!
"Stubborn and ignorant!"
Fahai snorted coldly." Mighty Heavenly Dragon!”
Boom!
A huge tremor!
A majestic aura descended along with this palm!
The surrounding Jianghu people felt their minds go blank, and their faces were filled with shock.
This was…the power of a Connate Realm expert!
At this moment, a voice that was wrapped in vigorous internal strength sounded.
"Who dares to hurt my son?"
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