The margin of victory and defeat (fourth update completed, seeking recommendation votes)
Fang Lan held his sword to meet the punch, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes. A faint blue light flickered on the blade as he raised it and struck down.
"Fang Lan this girl, this sword is probably within the fifth rank, can't even withstand it." Fang Hao sighed and said.
Fang Tian on the side smiled bitterly: "Even if it were me, I wouldn't have the confidence to take it on."
The moment the fist and sword intersected, the fist suddenly tore apart, splitting into two halves. The originally formless fist now seemed like a physical entity, precisely split in half, and the two halves of the fist swept past Fang Lan's side.
Fang Lan's side was like a gentle breeze and fine rain, lifting the hem of her clothes, Fang Lan's feet moved quickly, one step, two steps, three steps, just three steps, but brought great pressure to Fang Qi.
This pressure was like the tip of a sword piercing through his body, although it was just an illusion brought about by the powerful aura, but this illusion was like a thorn in his eye and a needle in his flesh, constantly reminding Fang Qi.
If it were an opponent with a slightly weaker will, they would have surrendered under this pressure by now. But Fang Qi is not that person. The training he has received over the past two months, the hellish hardships he has endured, were all for this moment, to decide who is superior between him and Fang Lan.
Fang Qi let out a loud shout, his eyes suddenly widening, and his pupils actually turned golden in an instant. The scene around him also changed abruptly.
Before him was a massive blue flame, in which seemed to be dancing a beautiful figure, while far away were thousands of colorful flames.
This is Fang Qi's spiritual realm. When Fang Yun first learned about it, he was also extremely surprised. No one would have thought that a seemingly foolish disciple would actually have such an encounter.
The spiritual realm can be said to be an epiphany that is hard to come by, even Fang Yun, in his previous life, was able to comprehend the spiritual realm only after hundreds of years of cultivation, relying on his extraordinary cultivation. In this life, he hasn't even touched the edge of it.
Fang Yun specially formulated a training plan for Fang Qi, focusing on spiritual boundary training, allowing him to be more sensitive to energy and make corresponding attacks and defenses.
Fang Qi saw that in the air, there were countless faintly visible light spots, which were Fang Lan's aura.
Using Dou Qi to drive the energy in the air, creating a powerful aura, similar to Fang Yun's method, but Fang Yun's divine sense can mobilize even more massive heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.
If a comparison must be made, Fang Lan's power is like a bowl of water, while Fang Yun's power is like a pool of water. If Fang Yun were to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with all his might, it's likely that every spectator in the entire arena would spit out a mouthful of blood.
Of course, if Fang Yun forcibly mobilizes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he will also suffer a not small backlash, because he does not have enough cultivation to support such a vast divine thought.
It's like an ordinary person having a huge sum of money, but without the ability to protect it, and can only put it in the bank, occasionally taking out some small change to spend, with no other choice.
Although Fang Lan found that Fang Qi's breath had changed again at this moment, she didn't take it to heart and stabbed out a sword without hesitation.
"Get out of the way!"
To outsiders, Fang Lan's sword dance was beautiful and dreamy, but to the several masters of the Fang family, it was shocking and made them compare themselves in their hearts, wondering if they could withstand this sword.
Fang Qi took a big step forward, and with one punch, he struck Fang Lan. As the sword tip was about to hit him, Fang Qi's body slightly shifted, and the sword tore through his chest clothes, but his body didn't suffer any harm.
Fang Lan didn't expect that Fang Qi could dodge this sword, originally in that instant, she thought that Fang Qi would be seriously injured again, but unexpectedly Fang Qi actually used such precise body shape to avoid this almost inevitable sword.
"Impossible!" Fang Hao exclaimed. Even if he were in Fang Qi's shoes, he wouldn't have been able to avoid it so skillfully at that moment, but Fang Qi had somehow managed to do just that.
Fang Qi threw out a punch, even if it was the woman he had been pining for in front of him, but this punch he couldn't have a single moment of hesitation, and with 90% of his fighting spirit.
He had no more time, this punch was a crucial one, a decisive blow that would determine victory or defeat.
This punch is extremely powerful, but there's no fancy moves, it's still a move from the Tai Zu Long Fist: "Fist that settles the mountains and rivers!"
Fang Lan was shocked and lost color, at this moment she wanted to counterattack but it's too late, the only chance is to abandon her sword, while another palm protects her chest, a blue light bursts out, a lan flower blooms in front of her chest.
"It all comes down to this one move." Fang Yun murmured.
He has seen that Fang Qi's aura is almost exhausted, and this is his only chance.
However, Fang Lan's reaction was also extremely quick, able to judge Fang Qi's movement in an instant, abandoning her sword was her wisest choice. Many swordsmen thought that abandoning one's sword was the most shameful thing, but in Fang Yun's view, this was the most ignorant idea.
What is shameful is not abandoning one's sword, but abandoning one's own heart of the sword, rather than the sword in hand.
Fang Qi's fist, imbued with the Golden Light Dragon's roar, heavily smashed into Fang Lan's chest, but was completely blocked by Fang Lan's Orchid Heart. The Orchid Heart instantly shattered and disintegrated, transforming into countless fragmented flower petals that danced in the wind.
Fang Lan let out a light hum, her body flew out and heavily smashed onto the ground, this was the most miserable time she had since she came on stage.
However, in the eyes of Fang's disciples, Fang Lan was beautiful no matter what pose she took. On the other hand, Fang Qi had maintained his stance since he threw that punch, without a single movement.
Fang Lan struggled to prop up her body, with a thread of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, staring intently at Fang Qi, her face changing unpredictably.
Fang Yun pouted: "Fang Qi has lost..."
"Lost?" Fang Hao looked at Fang Yun in confusion. It seemed that Fang Lan had lost, so why did Old Five say that Fang Qi had lost?
Suddenly, Fang Qi's body trembled slightly and fell heavily to the ground.
That one punch was already his last all-out attack, and fighting against the fifth-stage Fang Lan, his Dou Qi consumption had been too great. If he couldn't end the fight quickly, then naturally he would only have defeat.
The scene was in an uproar, no one had ever thought it would end like this.
Fang Qi ultimately lost, but the shock he brought to them continued to reverberate in the hearts of Fang family disciples.
Fang Lan gazed at Fang Qi for a moment before suddenly speaking up: "I lost."
The Fang family members on the scene were stunned again, what's going on? The winner actually said they lost?
However, Fang Lan did not offer any explanation and instead picked up his long sword and silently left the dueling arena.
"This little girl is being arrogant again!" Fang Hao was anxious and immediately turned to Fang Yun, "I don't care about the fifth one, this round is won by Fang Lan, you can't deny it."
Fang Hao is now actually playing hooligan with his own son, for the past three months, he has been dreaming of Fang Yun's boxing skills day and night, but now it's within reach, yet was ruined by a single sentence from Fang Lan, how can he bear this.
Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Fang Hao: "I'll think about it..."
