Chapter Sixty: Dragon Whirlwind Sword

  Battle intent soars, swords drawn from scabbards.

  Yang Tian slowly took out the heavy sword behind him and gently placed it on the ground.

  Yi Bai drew out a long sword from behind his back, its body silver-white, with cold gleams flashing.

  The people around them backed away, giving the two men space. Han Feng shouted loudly: "Lu Fan, junior brother, don't give him any face. Just hit his face, a pretty boy is most afraid of being slapped in the face."

  Yi Bai's face turned gloomy, and he gave Han Feng a stern glance.

  Han Fenggen really didn't see it and continued shouting.

  Yang Tian slowly released his aura at this time.

  A dense and thick aura burst forth like a flame, causing the students of Qianren Institute to exclaim in shock.

  "His punch is so strange. Like a flame."

  "Hmph, I'm afraid it's not from orthodox cultivation."

  "Why does his aura look a bit like the Yuan Qi of an Alchemist?"

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  These old students who had never seen a freshman like Lu Fan before whispered among themselves about his incredible strength.

  Yi Bai sneered, no matter what kind of aura it was, the cultivation boundary was the foundation. Looking closely at the condensation degree of his aura, it was only a mere three layers of inner aura.

  Such cultivation poses no threat to him at all. Even the possibility of him using a second sword is unlikely.

  Yi Bai suddenly released his own powerful aura.

  Overwhelmingly powerful, as if it were a real entity, with an absolutely solid foundation of ninefold refinement.

  Han Feng slightly furrowed his brow, this Yi Bai, it had been a long time since they last met, and yet his cultivation had actually risen by another rank.

  Neigang Ninth Layer, this cultivation level is only one step away from being able to apply as a mentor at the Martial Arts Academy. Can Lu Fan Sheng be defeated? Han Feng had ten thousand doubts in his heart.

  "Make your move. Otherwise, you won't have a chance later."

  Yi Bai said coldly.

  It's not that he looked down on his opponent, but facing someone who was six realms lower in cultivation than himself, Yi Bai really couldn't bring himself to attack first. That would simply be a loss of face for a master like him.

  Lu Fan smiled slightly. Since the other side let him make the first move, then he would make the first move.

  He picked up his heavy sword and took several strides forward, coming to a stop in front of Yi Bai.

  A flick of the wrist is a sword!

  Ordinary and straightforward, a single strike with a square and upright posture. The aura on his body didn't fluctuate at all.

  Yi Bai saw this one move lift sword and block, the contempt in his heart had already reached its peak.

  A martial artist with three internal cycles, no matter what, should have some formidable techniques. The opponent actually used such a simple slash, is it due to their poor ability?

  Could it be that this year's new students at the Martial Arts Academy are all as incompetent as you?

  Clang!

  A crisp sound, and in the next moment, Yi Bai's face suddenly turned solemn.

  What tremendous power!

  Lu Fan's single strike chopped down directly, sending Yi Bai crashing into the ground an inch deep, his foot sinking deeply into the mud. Yi Bai almost couldn't hold onto the long sword in his hand.

  How is it possible that a martial artist with three layers of internal refinement could be surpassed in strength by him.

  Lu Fan's expressionless face swung out another sword, still a single slash.

  This time, Yi Bai didn't foolishly try to block it head-on. He turned around and stabbed out with his sword, his entire body's aura suddenly wrapping around the sword.

  But his sword had just come out halfway when it was swept away by Lu Fan's heavy sword.

  Halfway through, he changed his move and instantly dismantled his opponent's attack. Lu Fan swung out another sword at a moderate pace.

  Yi Bai's face suddenly flushed with a surge of red, and Lu Fan's sword just happened to hit his empty slot. He seemed to have stabbed the air with all his might, and the feeling of not being able to land a blow almost made him unable to stand steady.

  Lu Fan struck again with his sword, and Yi Bai chose to dodge by flashing his body.

  Her figure was like a willow catkin drifting open, bringing up a trail of vague shadows.

  But in the next moment, he saw that Lu Fan's sword was still attacking him, only the original chopping had turned into a horizontal sweep of the sword body.

  A loud thud, the heavy sword slammed into Yì Bái's body like a giant door panel.

  A surge of power that wasn't very strong but particularly dense rushed directly into his body.

  Then, it suddenly exploded.

  Yi Bai's entire body shook violently and he was slapped flying three zhang by the heavy sword.

  In mid-air, he forcibly twisted his body, and the long sword inserted into the soil. Yi Bai knelt on one knee, with fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

  The people around were stunned, and this situation was completely different from what they had imagined.

  Han Feng said in a low voice, "Second brother, third brother, I'm not mistaken, am I? Lu Fan is actually suppressing Yi Bai and winning. His moves seem so simple, but why do I get a... a feeling that's hard to put into words."

  Second Master nodded and said, "Yes. His moves are just chopping and sweeping, but they give people a sense of being unable to dodge, and at the same time, a feeling of powerful oppression that cannot be released. Have you noticed? Every time Yi Baiyou makes a move, Lu Fan Shidi can instantly change his move. The move is extremely smooth, as if he had always meant to do it that way. Strange, could this be what Lu Fan Shidi has practiced?"

  Han Feng suddenly laughed and said: "Forget it. When we get back, let's ask Lu Fan Shidi again. Lu Fan Shidi, don't hit the chest, hit the face, hit the face!"

  Han Feng shouted again, and Lu Fan turned his head and smiled slightly at Han Feng.

  The other disciples of Qianjun Hall stared straight at Yibai Shixiong, they were very suspicious, whether Yibai Shixiong had been seriously injured before he came. Why did he look so unscathed?

  Yi Bai wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself that this kid was indeed very weak in internal energy, but had astonishing physical strength. Moreover, that sword move earlier was somewhat sinister-looking; it seemed he couldn't afford to underestimate him after all.

  With a flick of his wrist, Yi Bai took out the second sword from behind him. The long sword was fiery red and seemed to have a faint flow of blood light.

  With both hands grasping the sword, Yi Bai assumed a strange pose.

  "Shooting Star Slash!"

  Fierce and turbulent, Yi Bai's sword merged into one, charging towards Lu Fan.

  Two long swords were like two streams of light, and in the blink of an eye they arrived before him.

  Lu Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, then he began to slowly swing his heavy sword.

  Horizontal block, lateral chop, turn around and slash.

  Sword held vertically, thrust upwards, heavy sword spinning.

  Lu Fan's movements were not fast. Compared to Yi Bai, who had turned into two streams of light, his movements could be said to be slow to the point of being unbearable to watch. It was as if he would be chopped into pieces by the two streams of light at any moment.

  But strangely, the sound of clashing swords came one after another.

  Lu Fan should be fine.

  Some sharp-eyed students saw that Lu Fan's every move was just enough to block Yi Bai's attack, and even made a terrible counterattack, forcing Yi Bai to change his moves.

  Chu Tian, Chu Hang, and Han Feng were all stunned.

  They could see that this was exactly what Lu Fan did every morning when he was bored. The action of holding a book and practicing sword moves?

  This set of actions can be used like this, it's simply unimaginable.

  Suddenly, Han Feng said: "I remember, Lu Fan's next move in this set of actions is..."

  Chu Xing and Chu Tian were obviously people with good memories. The two spoke out at the same time: "Could it be, the killing move."

  The three of them exchanged a glance, their faces all filled with shock.

  After dozens of crisp sounds in a row, Lu Fan was fine, but Yi Bai gradually revealed his true self. This is the manifestation of Leng Jian's inability to hold on.

  Lu Fan's movements were not fast, and his aura consumption was even less pitiful.

  The surrounding heavenly power was still constantly replenishing him. With his own absorption ability, combined with the help of the Ice Heart Meteorite and the Family Ring, his aura recovery speed was even surpassing that of ordinary outer aura realm warriors. He actually hoped that the opponent would continue to engage in a war of attrition with him.

  It seems that Yi Bai is somewhat unable to hold on, suddenly, the two sword lights of Yi Bai stopped. He turned his hand and drew another long sword from behind, directly throwing it at Lu Fan.

  A sword flash came, Lu Fan calmly and unhurriedly raised his sword to block it.

  He is now increasingly fond of this blunt heavy sword, the huge sword body is like a shield that combines attack and defense, making him not afraid of such attacks at all.

  Yi Bai's long sword clashed with the heavy sword without a blade, only sparking a few sparks before falling to the ground.

  But in the next moment, Lu Fan felt something was off and slightly furrowed his brow.

  The moment this sword fell to the ground, the powerful aura attached to it instantly sank into the earth.

  Boom! Three sharp spikes burst out from the ground, almost piercing Lu Fan's foot.

  Lu Fan swung his sword and cut off the sharp earth spikes that had burst out of the ground, which were at least one zhang high. At this moment, Yi Bai suddenly appeared above his head.

  His last long sword was also drawn out and held in his mouth.

  "Absolute Slaughter Sword Formation!"

  Four long swords simultaneously shone with a brilliant light, and Lu Fan could feel the heavenly and earthly powers around him changing in an instant.

  This feeling was extremely similar to when he used the power of heaven and earth to condense objects.

  Unexpectedly, Yi Bai's four long swords turned out to be the masterpiece of a Refining Qi Master. The four swords as one, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth in a killing move.

  Three massive crescent-shaped lights descended from the sky, with the power of heaven and earth binding his entire body, truly a fatal stance.

  But at this moment, Lu Fan smiled.

  This bit of heavenly power also wants to restrain him, what a joke.

  Lu Fan's heavy sword suddenly stabbed straight into the sky.

  "Ha ha, as expected, it's this move."

  Chu Xing and Chu Tian couldn't help but burst out laughing at this scene.

  A fierce aura burst out from Lu Fan's sword and shot directly into the center of the three half-moon glows, which was also the intersection point of the three swords.

  This point is the strongest point of attack, but in Lu Fan's eyes, it was indeed the point of collapse that destroyed everything.

  A majestic aura rises like a dragon, heavy sword spinning, as if a whirlwind.

  This move, Lufan used the basic sword method of rotating sword, which is also what he discovered after studying for so long, the strongest attacking posture.

  Boom!

  A fierce gust of wind swept out in all directions, and at the midpoint where the two were fighting, a wave of energy burst forth, instantly toppling all the trees around them.

  Some of the weaker students were blown about by the wind and couldn't open their eyes.

  After a long time, everything returned to calmness.

  Two figures stood facing each other in the midst of dust and smoke.

  The wind blows by, taking away the dust and smoke.

  Lu Fan calmly retrieved his heavy sword. Yi Bai's face was filled with astonishment, her eyelids twitching as she stared at Lu Fan and asked: "What is this move called?"

  Lu Fan thought for a moment and slowly said: "Heavy Sword Style, Rotating Dragon Sword."

  Yi Bai murmured: "Rotating Dragon Sword, good name, I've remembered it."

  After finishing speaking, a stream of fresh blood seeped out from Yi Bai's chest, and his entire body fell forward onto the ground.

  All the disciples of Qianjun Temple were silent as cicadas in winter, standing still throughout the hall.

  Lu Fan was just about to turn back when his body's aura suddenly flickered several times.

  This is an omen of the storm breaking through.

  Lu Fan hastily sat down on the ground and began frantically absorbing the power of heaven and earth.