Chapter 44: Overpowering the Heroes (Middle)

  "This kid actually defeated Zhou Hongfei!" After the fifth round of competition ended, Wang Lingtian returned to the spectator's stand and heard the surrounding cultivators discussing, his brow furrowed instantly.

  "I've told you, he's very powerful." Wang Lingqing sat beside him and said softly, while also carefully glancing at Fang Li in the distance. Since being defeated by Fang Li with one sword at Xinglin Wine House, Wang Lingqing had become much more subdued, and his whole person had quieted down.

  Wang Ling Tian glanced at his sister and furrowed his brow even tighter, "Your mental state hasn't been great these past two days, is everything okay?"

  "What's wrong with my mental state? I'm just... anyway, Second Brother, you don't have to care about me, I'm fine." Wang Lingqing shook her head and didn't want to say more.

  Seeing her like this, Wang Lingtian didn't bother to care about her, but suddenly thought of something in his heart and couldn't help asking: "Last time you and Fang Li had a sword fight at the wine tower, did that kid really display his sword intent?"

  Wang Ling Tian was originally skeptical, but seeing Fang Li defeat one opponent after another, even Zhou Hongfei lost to him, he couldn't help but waver in his heart.

  This time, however, Wang Ling was hesitant and only replied after thinking for half a day: "I'm not too sure either. At the time, I was just making an educated guess. Later on, I thought about it some more and realized that it's actually quite unlikely. The concept of 'sword intent' is extremely terrifying - if he really did grasp it, I fear that he could instantly kill any cultivator below the Foundation Establishment stage with a single sword strike. Just thinking about it feels unrealistic."

  "This is also true." Wang Lingtian responded, and after saying this sentence, he stopped talking and started to meditate with his eyes closed. Just now, he had won the battle against Fang Feng, but the consumption was great. If he didn't adjust his breath quickly, it might affect the next trial.

  The place where the Fang family gathered, Fang Feng's face was gloomy as he listened to his clansmen excitedly discussing Fang Li. He felt particularly displeased in his heart. Having lost to Wang Ling Tian, it was already unbearable that his clansmen didn't show any sympathy, yet they were still laughing and chatting, which made him feel like they were mocking him. How could he not be angry?

  "Shut up! Isn't defeating Zhou Hongfei enough? What's there to be happy about? Didn't Zhou Hongfei also lose at my hands?" Fang Feng endured until the limit, suddenly roaring loudly.

  The famous but tactless young master of the Fang family didn't notice his expression and continued to explain enthusiastically: "Fang Li not only defeated Zhou Hongfei, but also killed him with one sword, giving our Fang family a lot of face."

  Fang Feng's face turned completely black after hearing that. With a loud crash, he suddenly punched the big tree beside him, and the tree fell down with a loud noise, scaring the people around. At the same time, he gave a cold glance at Fang Li, who was meditating in the distance, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

  After a rest of about a quarter of an hour, the bell rang again and the sixth round began.

  "Match 1: Wei Yurong vs Wang Lingqing; Match 2: Fang Feng vs Fang Li..."

  As the voice of the presiding elder grew loud, Wang Lingtian and others all stood up, Fang Li was no exception, opened his eyes, said nothing, and walked directly to the second arena.

  "I didn't expect that this round's opponent would be you, Fang Li's younger brother. Your consecutive victories have really opened my eyes, and even defeating Zhou Hongfei with one sword. Now that we're facing each other, don't hold back at all."

  Fang Feng took three steps forward, his eyes fixed on Fang Li. He forced a smile and said, "I'm not one for many words, but I have to say, I'm excited to be facing you." His usual calm demeanor was replaced by an unusual enthusiasm, even the frustration from being defeated by Wang Ling Tian in the previous match seemed to have vanished.

  Fang Li furrowed his brow, he could hear that Fang Feng's words carried a different emotion, but he didn't think much of it. After all, Fang Li just treated him as an ordinary clansman. To avoid being rude, Fang Li casually responded: "Don't worry, brother, I won't hold back, that's the basic respect for one's opponent, I understand that."

  "That's good." Fang Feng smiled ambiguously, but his eyes revealed a hint of disdain. He immediately quickened his pace and stepped onto the stage one step ahead.

  Although Fang Li did not actively provoke Fang Feng, in the fifth round of trials, Fang Feng lost and he won, which was enough. What other reason do you need? Anyway, at this time, Fang Feng is very unhappy with Fang Li. Now that they are facing each other, Fang Feng has been holding back his strength, wanting to defeat him and let the clan people see who is more worthy of praise.

  "Fang Li, be careful, I'm not Zhou Hongfei that fool, your True Qi Teng Grass won't tie me up. If your True Qi Teng Grass dares to approach me, these iron fists of mine will definitely scatter them." Fang Feng smiled, his words full of provocation.

  Fang Li's expression remained calm and unchanged, saying calmly: "Don't worry, I'm ready. Brother, just come at me. However, I've heard that brother is best at using brute force to break cleverness, while I'm not talented, but I'm best at using cleverness to break force. It's hard to say who will win this match in the end."

  Fang Feng's words made Fang Li slightly angry.

  "I have to admit, I underestimated you before, but wanting to win against me is absolutely impossible. I've been training outside for two years and have fought over a hundred battles with heroes from other cities. My combat experience is not something you can match." These two years of training were the thing that Fang Feng was most proud of.

  Fang Li sneered at this, the nature of the trial was to hone one's skills, no matter how many rounds were held, the increase in combat experience would be limited. The only thing that could truly temper combat experience was a life-or-death duel.

  "Let's get started." The elderly umpire on the side couldn't help but urge impatiently.

  Whoosh! With the referee's voice falling, Fang Feng was the first to move, his feet pushing off like a cannonball shooting towards Fang Li.

  "Hold the moon!" Fang Feng's fists were tightly clenched, his body slanted, and he charged at Fang Li's chest with a powerful momentum, like a fierce tiger.

  "Overwhelming strength, insufficient agility." Fang Li muttered to himself as he activated the Winding Grass Restriction Array, and two strands of spiritual energy grass instantly shot out from beneath his feet, lifting him high into the air.

  Whoa! Fang Feng charged forward with a fierce punch, but found himself hitting nothing. He was suddenly startled.

  Fang Li somersaulted in mid-air, his Xuan Tie sword already out of its scabbard, stabbing straight down towards the back of Fang Feng's neck.

  Although Fang Feng couldn't see Fang Li's attack at this time, relying on years of combat experience, he guessed that Fang Li would absolutely not miss this opportunity to counterattack, and immediately forced himself to turn his body around, with both fists thrusting upwards.

  Bang! The Xuan Tie sword and Fang Feng's iron fist collided, producing a loud noise, then the two quickly pulled away from each other.

  "You're so strong!" Fang Feng's face turned pale, and huge sweat drops appeared on his forehead. Just now he had fought bare-handed against the Xuan Tie sword, and had already suffered a serious injury. Especially those iron fists, which were now split open, revealing white bones in many places. This was still due to the effect of Fang Li finally holding back his sword momentum; otherwise, relying on the sharpness of the Xuan Tie sword, those fists might have been completely crippled.

  Fang Li didn't say a word, he just calmly looked at him. Just now when they clashed, he also received a strong backlash, especially in his chest, and he still felt a bit suffocated.

  "Are you still hitting?" After several heavy breaths, Fang Li finally caught his breath.

  Fang Feng's face revealed a bitter expression, and his arrogance was gone. He knew that if Fang Li hadn't held back earlier, he would have already lost. However, there was still one thing he didn't understand, so he couldn't help but ask: "Why do you also have such rich combat experience? Your grasp of timing when making a move is even more accurate than mine."

  He furrowed his brow, originally not wanting to answer, but seeing the look of loss on his face, he still opened his mouth and said: "Because of the trials of life and death!"

  This sentence has already said enough, whether he can understand it or not depends on himself.

  Fang Feng's facial expression changed several times, sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Finally, he suddenly bowed to Fang Li and said, "I understand." His expression was very respectful.

  "If you really like to use your fists, why don't you wear boxing gloves? Otherwise, I want to defeat you, it's not that simple." Fang Li reminded kindly.

  "After getting used to it, I always feel uncomfortable wearing boxing gloves and can't bring out the essence of my fist method." Fang Feng shook his head.

  "Habits are meant to be changed, especially bad ones." Fang Li said calmly, he couldn't understand why Fang Feng would give such an explanation. It's just a habit, what kind of excuse is that?

  Fang Feng was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned red, and he nodded at Fang Li before jumping off the stage without stopping.

  "It's Fang Li Sheng who wins!" The old referee said with a calm face.

  Fang Li shrugged and walked down from the stage without saying more.

  As he passed by the watchtower, Fang Li heard many exclamations of surprise, but his mood had never changed. Although they had won six games in a row, this was just the beginning...