Chapter 77 Easy Victory

  Fierce as fire, momentum like wind.

  Lu Fan and Yu Hua's momentum rose simultaneously, both of them making their moves at the same time.

  Yu Hua suddenly infused all his aura into the giant axe, and in an instant, the axe expanded five times its original size, striking down at Lu Fan with a terrifying force.

  Huge axe chops!

  To bring out the momentum of the Yin Yang Institute, Yu Hua used the martial arts of the Yin Yang Institute as soon as he came up, striving to defeat his opponent with one move.

  A massive axe fell with overwhelming force, covering all the space that Lu Fan could dodge.

  Lu Fan smiled slightly, he didn't intend to dodge at all.

  Yu Hua wanted to defeat him with one move, and Lu Fan was no exception.

  With a mighty swing of the heavy sword in his hand, the powerful force slammed onto the giant axe. The aura within Lu Fan's body instantly transformed into aura through the yin-yang formation.

  A power several times stronger than Yu Hua's was released, and the heavy sword directly broke through Yu Hua's giant axe illusion.

  Yu Hua looked at Lu Fan in disbelief as his sword broke through his move, the large sword carrying a powerful force striking him.

  With a loud crash, Yu Hua was slapped into the ground, his whole body trembling violently.

  Lu Fan took advantage of the momentum and struck again with his sword, but at this moment, Yu Hua suddenly leaped up like a carp and swung his axe down once more.

  The axe had not yet chopped onto Lu Fan's body when Lu Fan suddenly punched him in the abdomen with his left fist.

  Bōzan-ken!

  Power surged out, and Yu Hua was punched flying by a single fist.

  In mid-air, a strong figure twisted and fell to the ground, with his feet deeply embedded in the earth.

  This sudden burst of attacks made all the students gasp in shock. However, Ling Han and Yan Ran's faces looked extremely unsightly.

  Several students who bought Yu Hua Sheng Li shouted loudly.

  "How is it possible, Yu Hua of the Yin Yang Institute can't even suppress a junior from the Yuan Institute in terms of power."

  "Yu Hua, didn't you eat today?"

  "Yu Hua, bring out your trump card! Where is the powerful martial skill of the Yin Yang Institute?"

  。。。。。。

  Yu Hua's eyelids twitched violently, and it was only then that he realized he had kicked an iron plate.

  Lu Fan smiled slightly, just now he only used a very small part of his aura, very little, very little.

  If Yu Hua used 70% of his strength, then Lu Fan didn't even use a tenth of it.

  Twenty times the conversion, it's no joke.

  Lu Fan smiled slightly and beckoned to Yu Hua with his finger.

  Such a provocative gesture made Yu Hua's eyes widen in anger, with flames almost bursting out of his pupils.

  The axe was placed in front of his chest, and Yu Hua's whole body was filled with energy once again.

  First move of opening the mountain!

  Yu Hua took a big step forward and swung an axe at Lu Fan, the blade emitting a burst of energy that shot straight towards him.

  Lu Fan simply raised his heavy sword and chopped down, the axe blade's energy was fierce, but his body didn't even sway once.

  Yu Hua accelerated and rushed over, his arm transformed into a phantom, eighteen consecutive axe chops fell.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  A string of explosions shot up into the sky, sending dust flying everywhere, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

  Leng Han smiled slightly and said, "Although Yu Hua's cultivation is ordinary, this axe technique is actually not bad. Your junior brother probably can't hold on. I think the outcome has already been decided."

  Han Feng's face was calm and peaceful. Normally, he would get excited when fighting, but at this moment, he seemed extremely calm.

  "Sneering with a smile: 'With your eyesight, you can still tell who's winning or losing, how ridiculous.'"

  Leng Han was blocked by Han Feng's biting teeth, and he secretly thought in his heart, "You little kid, just wait until next time, you won't be smiling then."

  The people around were eagerly waiting with bated breath, while a crowd of people were still helping to disperse the dust.

  Here, at least 90% of people hope that Lu Fan loses because they all bet on Yu Hua winning.

  Ling Yao was also a bit nervous, not because of Lu Fan's defeat, but because of her own dozen or so gold coins. No one knew that Ling Yao's family was not wealthy, and these dozen or so gold coins were her living expenses for the year.

  The dust and smoke dispersed, revealing the situation inside.

  Yu Hua was panting constantly, and the axe in his hand had been chopped out with a fine crack.

  A heavy sword stood upright there, blocking Lu Fan's way.

  "Did Yu Hua win?"

  Someone spoke up and asked.

  The next moment, the heavy sword was lightly raised, revealing Lu Fan's safe and sound figure.

  With a smile on his face, Lu Fan felt that his basic swordsmanship was becoming more and more perfect. This attack also wanted to break through his defense, it's simply ridiculous.

  Yu Hua burst into a loud shout and struck again with his axe.

  A huge axe light formed a crescent shape, but had not yet formed a killing intent. Lu Fan's heavy sword was like a ghostly shadow, and with one sword, it pointed at the handle of his axe.

  This is Yu Hua's weakest move. After fighting for so long, Lu Fan still can't grasp Yu Hua's rhythm, and his basic sword skills are useless.

  Unlike Chu Xing's calculated approach, Lu Fan's basic swordsmanship relied more on feeling and instinct.

  He had already made various moves, counterattacks, and routines into instincts. Without thinking too much, after getting familiar with Yu Hua's movements, at the moment he saw Yu Hua swing his axe, Lu Fan instinctively pointed his sword upwards.

  The timing and strength were perfect, flawless.

  One sword, directly broke through Yu Hua's powerful defense. At this moment, Lu Fan still didn't use his full strength, and Yu Hua wasn't worthy of him using twenty times his usual power, let alone his divine soul or aura. At this moment, the power used by Lu Fan was still very small, but the effect was extremely astonishing.

  A simple sword strike sent Yu Hua flying.

  A powerful force suddenly caused Yu Hua to spit out a mouthful of blood, staining his collar red.

  Lu Fan kicked Yu Hua's face again with one foot.

  Lu Fan kicked Yu Hua flying with little effort.

  The action is elegant, calm and composed, just like seeing a stone on the side of the road and gently kicking it away.

  Yu Hua was kicked flying and fell from a height of three zhangs, then thudded to the ground with a loud noise, an axe falling beside him.

  He didn't faint, but he couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled.

  Yu Hua's fall was like a stone that hit the hearts of other students, making their faces change color slightly.

  Lu Fan's victory was so easy, it was beyond everyone's expectation.

  They looked as if they had swallowed a nest of mice, their faces twisted and unable to speak.

  Han Feng burst out laughing and said: "Lu Fan, junior brother, well done."

  Turning his head, Han Feng said to Leng Han: "I told you, with your eyesight, you can't even see anything."

  Leng Han gritted his teeth and didn't speak, his anger causing his whole body to tremble. Looking at Han Feng, Leng Han gritted his teeth and said: "You fight me in a battle, dare you or not."

  Han Feng laughed and said: "I don't dare, I really don't dare. Haha, I won, why do I still want to gamble with you? Winning and taking the bet is what I like to do. Now, you damn ***, idiot, bring your face closer and let me kick it. Don't worry, I won't use too much force, at most I'll just kick you into a facial paralysis. There won't be any danger to your life."

  Leng Han really wanted to cut the bastard down with one sword, but he couldn't do that. Losing and cutting people would be a scandal that would get him kicked out of the Yin Yang Institute directly.

  Han Feng hooked his finger at Leng Han with a smile all over his face.