From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

After hearing Xia Fu Lan's words, Fang Ren smiled.

Indeed, he did not anticipate the strength that Xia Fu Lan's previous sword strike would bring from the Heavenly Dao Body Refiniment Technique.

If that strike from Xia Fu Lan had landed on him... well, he would still have managed to block it, but it would have taken quite an effort.

"From what Princess Fulan has said, it seems that conceding is not allowed in this duel," Fang Ren said without even looking at her.

Upon hearing his words, Xia Fu Lan's determination surged even more. She said, "Young Master Fang can consider conceding if he wishes, but just now, without any power to defend myself, I took Young Master Fang's full-powered strike and suffered greatly. Young Master Fang must also take one full-powered hit from me before leaving the field.

Besides, if I remember correctly, the rule about not skipping class was one that you brought up first."

Fang Ren felt even more comfortable. This was precisely what he wanted from Xia Fu Lan—he feared that she might concede midway and run, leaving him at a loss.

"Since Princess Fulan is similarly inclined, why don't we modify the rules further?" Fang Ren proposed: "In this duel, as long as one party is still conscious, it won't be allowed to end, how about that?"

The crowd burst into an uproar upon hearing this. Were these two aiming for a fight to the death?

"It seems that Princess Fulan revealing his crush on Princess Bai Xi and her lack of interest in him has really made Young Master Fang feel like he lost face," someone commented.

"I heard that last night Young Master Fang wanted to share a room with Princess Bai Xi and was outright rejected by her. Coupled with so many people here now, poking at his sore spot, anyone would feel humiliated."

"Yet, what Princess Fulan said was the truth. Princess Bai Xi likes Brother Song, and that's common knowledge. A melon forced off its vine is never sweet, it can only quench your thirst, but once you're full, you still long for something sweet."

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"But is this the time to act impulsively? Princess Fulan is serious here! Young Master Fang's swordsmanship is indeed shocking, but the gap in their realms has widened to nearly three levels, a difference that not even skill can bridge!"

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Xia Fu Lan paused slightly as she listened to Fang Ren's words. Was this guy scared out of his wits, daring to change the rules like this?

Her power was now nearly at the peak of the Yingyue Realm, almost three minor realms above his! If the fight continued, Fang Ren wouldn't even know how he died.

But this suited her just fine; she had yet to vent the frustration she had previously bottled up!

"Fine! Fang Ren! Since you're asking for it, don't blame me!"

After speaking, Xia Fu Lan turned to address the chairman: "However, we are from the same clan, not mortal enemies. An accidental death during this bout wouldn't be ideal, so I ask the chairman to take extra care."

The chairman nodded in agreement: "Princess Fulan is absolutely right. We are all of the same human race, and with such a great enemy from the Void upon us, it would be tragic for us to slaughter our own kin."

"Princess Fulan is really sensible. Even when pushed to the brink of rage time and again, she still maintains her rationality," the crowd nodded and agreed.

Fang Ren was indifferent. Sensible? No harm to life? Why hadn't Xia Fu Lan shown such sensibility towards Mu Huanqing before?

These were all just pleasantries. Who knew what kind of schemes Xia Fu Lan would plot to bring him down after this duel?

And that word "sensible," thrown around so carelessly in front of him, Fang Ren, was just laughable. He was about to pick a fight with the Central Area—what did he care for being sensible!

Listening to the crowd, Xia Fu Lan smirked coldly in her heart. Sensible? To her, that was just a joke. After this duel, let's see if Fang Ren can still have an easy time of it in the days to come!

"Shall we begin, Young Master Fang?"

Xia Fu Lan's face bore a sneer with a menacing look in her eyes. Although she couldn't take Fang Ren's life here, she had to leave him crippled!

"That sword strike just now, do it again," Fang Ren said lightly, glancing at the ground three meters away that had been blasted to ashes.

"Your arm, I'll take it!"

Xia Fu Lan's sword blade flipped, and with just a light flick of her wrist, an invisible sword qi sliced through the air, cutting across the ground and heading straight for Fang Ren's arm.

"Supreme Sword Intent!"

Fang Ren stood still, and suddenly, a transparent Sword Intent only a meter long burst forth from his body. The appearance of this Sword Intent was not particularly shocking; rather, it was silent and advanced very slowly.

But if one were to observe carefully at this moment, they would certainly find that this Sword Intent was like a vacuum, invisible to Divine Sense—though visible to the naked eye!

It was like something that existed only in the line of sight, with no physical substance.

Seeing this, Xia Fu Lan sneered in her heart. Fang Ren didn't even attempt to dodge; the technique he used hadn't fully condensed. It seemed he was truly scared witless by her.

In her eyes, Fang Ren's arm was already as good as severed. This time she did not intend to give Fang Ren any chance to catch his breath. Honestly, she was somewhat cautious about the Sword Dao talent Fang Ren had shown earlier. She feared that if she relented again, an accident might occur just like before.

"Phosphorescent Nine Swords!"

Buzz—

Even before the blade could hit Fang Ren, her sword began to gather light again. As her wrist flipped, nine waves of light whirled out, slicing towards Fang Ren's surroundings and cutting off all his retreat routes.

More importantly, she deliberately slashed horizontally with one sword, ensuring that no matter how Fang Ren attempted to run in a short time, both of his legs would be severed by her strike.

As a sword qi narrowly missed his face and nine light waves blocked his path, Fang Ren remained immobile, instead choosing to close his eyes at that very moment!

Buzz—

Suddenly, the slowly advancing Sword Intent in front of him emitted an extremely piercing buzz. This sound, as if carrying an abnormally huge energy, had an extraordinarily terrifying penetrating power.

The first sword qi Xia Fu Lan had struck with, under the intense vibrating buzz, was twisted and, within an instant, destroyed into brilliance by the buzzing sound, racing towards the other nine radiant sword qi emissions from Xia Fu Lan!

Swoosh-swoosh-swoosh—Bang-bang-bang—

The points of light collided continuously with the nine sword qi, sparking constantly. In just a moment, the shapes of the nine sword qi began to destabilize, and their edges already showed signs of fracture!

Buzz—

The nine nearly shattered sword qi swept across the sky, about to slice into Fang Ren's legs.

The Sword Intent in front of Fang Ren suddenly fell, blocking in front of his lower legs. The nine sword qi kept hitting the Sword Intent but made no sound at all.

As the nine sword qi rapidly passed over his legs, there appeared a gap right at their center—a gap over a meter wide!

Following their flight path over Fang Ren, they collided with the rear protective shields in the blink of an eye, creating a thunderous roar.

Fang Ren's lower legs remained undamaged.

Next to his legs, the meter-long Supreme Sword Intent remained intact, still as sluggish as before, seemingly without any power at all.

However, in just that instant, everyone in the special seating area saw very clearly that, just as the nine sword qi were about to hit Fang Ren, that Supreme Sword Intent collided with each edge of the sword qi accurately.

But at the moment of impact, the parts of the nine sword qi that came into contact with the Supreme Sword Intent were all erased by it from space, as if there had always been a gap at the center of the nine sword qi, a meter wide.