Chapter 70 Testing Confrontation
Shangguan Jiannan muttered to himself, already having something in mind.
At the edge of the hall, there were crowds of people, including inner disciples in purple robes and many servants. They were either standing or talking, whispering to each other.
The appearance of Shangguan Jiannan was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly causing ripples.
Many eyes were cast on him, some curious, some questioning, some mocking.
"Is this Shangguan Jiannan?"
"Humph, it's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
"I'm afraid I'm going to fail this time."
All kinds of discussions came one after another, filling my ears.
There was a lot of discussion among the inner disciples in purple robes, while the low-level servants could only watch from afar, keeping silent as they knew that their low status made it difficult for them to get involved in such occasions.
Shangguan Jiannan, holding a long sword, walked steadily and calmly, and the crowd seemed to be split in two by an invisible force, making way for him.
Until he stopped in front of the inner gate fighting field, his expression turned solemn, his eyes were like torches, and he locked onto the vermilion gate that was about to open, silently saying in his heart: "The challenge will come eventually."
With a loud bang, the door opened and several figures filed out. The most conspicuous one among them was a sturdy man in a purple robe, carrying a nine-ring broadsword on his back. He was over ten feet tall and had an imposing aura, as unshakable as a mountain.
Hu Bugui appeared, his eyes fixed on Shangguan Jiannan, and a hint of amusement appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There are many people who think they are extraordinary every day."
After saying this, he swung his sword, a strong wind whistled, and his purple robe fluttered in the wind. The provocation was evident in his words.
"Come on, I'll teach you a lesson."
Hu Bugui had also heard of the name Shangguan Jiannan. Although he was a rookie who had only been in the inner sect for half a month, he had already aroused his desire to teach him a lesson.
After all, he had gone through a lot of hardships, combining the skills of sword, leg and body to qualify for this challenge. You can imagine how difficult it is.
Suddenly, Shangguan Jiannan sank his wrist, and the fine steel sword and its sheath sank into the ground, three inches deep, as solid as a mountain.
Then, the sword chanted and the sword flashed like lightning. The moment it was unsheathed, its sharpness was revealed.
"In that case, I will give it a try!" After saying that, he exerted force with his feet, dust flew up, his body suddenly rose up, and the fine steel sword cut through the air, pointing directly at Hu Bugui.
The will to fight has been determined. All words are empty. Only the word "fight" remains.
Seeing this, Hu Bugui's sword trembled slightly, making a low resonance, and his body moved instantly, turning into an afterimage and heading straight for Shangguan Jiannan.
When two strong teams meet, a fierce contest is about to take place.
The long sword in Crazy Hu's hand seemed to contain the violent power between heaven and earth. Its aura flowed through his fingertips, changing in an instant, causing the void to tremble and erupt with a deafening roar.
The warriors around were frightened by the sudden momentum and retreated involuntarily, with expressions of disbelief and astonishment on their faces.
Crazy Hu's figure shuttled back and forth like a ghost, and every step he took was at a speed that was too fast to keep up with. He quickly approached Shangguan Jiannan, and the latter's face became more solemn than ever before.
Shangguan Jiannan tightly grasped the fine steel sword, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, as if ready to greet the coming storm at any time.
With a slight sound, Shangguan Jiannan rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and the two of them intertwined in an instant, as if two lightning bolts collided in the air.
Amidst a loud bang, dust and strong wind intertwined into a chaos, which spread violently in all directions with the two people as the center, and the sound of wind and thunder echoed in the air.
The fine steel sword and the long knife clashed fiercely, sparks flew, and every collision seemed to be the collapse of the sky and the earth.
However, just when everyone thought that the winner was about to be decided, the two of them quickly separated like tacit dancers, each drawing a graceful arc in the air and landing steadily.
A strange light flashed in Hu Fengzi's eyes, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: "This kid has such amazing power!" The previous brief confrontation made him deeply feel the terrifying power contained in Shangguan Jiannan's body, which was more powerful than he had ever seen before.
Shangguan Jiannan's face also turned slightly red. He took several steps back until he inserted the fine steel sword deeply into the ground, and then he was able to stabilize his body.
He was also shocked in his heart. Although he was known for his strength, he could not help but admire Crazy Hu's superb martial arts.
If it weren't for his extraordinary strength, he would have been defeated long ago.
The two men were panting at the same time, and when their eyes met, their fighting spirit became even more intense.
The surrounding warriors were also deeply attracted by this thrilling scene. They exclaimed in amazement and retreated more cautiously, fearing that they would be injured by the aftermath of the battle.
Crazy Hu's legs stomped heavily on the ground, making a dull sound, as if even the earth was shaking.
He knew very well that the next battle would be more difficult, but he was also looking forward to another confrontation with Shangguan Jiannan.
Because in this battle, he is not only competing with his opponent, but also challenging his own inner limits.
After a brief confrontation, both sides had a rough idea of each other's strengths and weaknesses.