C309 Red Blood Red Eyes Qian Banruo!(2)

"Just dodging, the real outcome is still undecided. Let's wait and see!"

Though some were disgruntled, they had to admit that Woo Zhengyang had something special about him. Those who had witnessed several Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Associations knew the dangers Woo Zhengyang had just faced.

Even last year's eight prodigies couldn't remain so calm and composed when confronted with Qian Banruo's unpredictable swordplay.

From the start, Woo Zhengyang merely dodged and then stood still, effortlessly avoiding Qian Banruo's strike. Yet, this battle was the most captivating for the audience. Woo Zhengyang demonstrated that he was stronger than others when facing Qian Banruo's unique sword technique.

However, no one expected that this brilliance would soon be overshadowed by Woo Zhengyang himself. Or rather, because similar events kept unfolding, they lost their novelty...

For a full half-hour, Woo Zhengyang and Qian Banruo were locked in this dance. Qian Banruo would strike, and Woo Zhengyang would evade. Qian Banruo's sword was unpredictable—sometimes swift and fierce, sometimes seemingly playful yet hiding great danger, sometimes straightforward, and other times all-encompassing, leaving people unable to see through it.

Meanwhile, Woo Zhengyang moved under Qian Banruo's sword, sometimes quickly, sometimes leisurely, and sometimes not at all. But no matter what, Qian Banruo's sword never touched Woo Zhengyang.

At first, everyone was amazed by Qian Banruo's intricate swordplay and held their breath as Woo Zhengyang faced danger. But as time went on, the spectators grew impatient.

"Can't Qian Banruo handle Woo Zhengyang? If not, just give up or make a run for it already! And Woo Zhengyang, if all you can do is dodge, then attack when you can, or retreat if you must!"

In the half-hour that passed, Moh Lunhui had already taken down three more opponents, while these two seemed to be playing around. Frustration seeped from the crowd, but Qian Banruo and Woo Zhengyang, deep in their duel in the Heavenly Martial Realm, remained oblivious.

Woo Zhengyang wasn't playing games with Qian Banruo. Through their exchanges, he was surprised to find that each of Qian Banruo's attacks carried a unique essence. In her swordplay, Woo Zhengyang sensed ferocity, anger, disdain, and even felt the tragic, the desolate, and the warmth akin to a gentle spring breeze.

What might be perilous for others was, for Woo Zhengyang, a chance to refine his own spirit. So, he continued to dodge, immersing himself in the essence of Qian Banruo's swordsmanship, allowing his own mindset to elevate with each encounter.

In the span of half an hour, Woo Zhengyang, through Qian Banruo's swordplay, experienced the bittersweet nature of life's comings and goings. The unique sensation was beyond words. Qian Banruo, possessing a high level of composure, was aware of Woo Zhengyang's deliberate actions but showed no impatience. She even refrained from holding back, displaying her sword techniques one by one.

Woo Zhengyang seized this excellent opportunity, indifferent to the silent complaints of the onlookers. Even if he had been aware of their grumblings, he wouldn't have cared. However, the spectators had an advantage over him and Qian Banruo: an unrestricted view.

By now, the crowd had stopped their complaints, realizing that the entangled Woo Zhengyang and Qian Banruo were nearing the end of their duel. Two figures, a man and a woman, were gradually approaching their battle circle.

Lau Piaopiao, the top disciple of the Floating Cloud Sect, and Simon Unhapp, the leading figure of the Chaotic Blade Sect!

Lau Piaopiao, dressed in flowing white, seemed like a celestial being walking among the clouds. In previous years, the area where Lau Piaopiao stood would attract the most attention, not only due to her formidable strength but also her captivating beauty. However, this year, the emergence of Moh Lunhui and Woo Zhengyang had shifted the focus. In a world where strength reigns supreme, the rise of these two formidable warriors was simply too compelling to ignore.

Ximen was displeased, clad in a blue battle robe, gripping a long sword that shimmered with a greenish hue, his expression stern.

Though the two worked together, they kept some distance between them, occasionally glancing at the jade plates in their hands. On their plates, two red dots were constantly entangled ahead.

As they drew closer, they finally identified the two red dots as Woo Zhengyang and Qian Banruo. Qian Banruo appeared calm and composed, striking out with his sword repeatedly. Meanwhile, Woo Zhengyang was dodging, sometimes smiling knowingly, other times looking worried, and even showing signs of sorrow.

After exchanging a glance, Ximen and Lau Piaopiao quickened their pace, heading toward the battle between Qian Banruo and Woo Zhengyang.

Originally, it was a clash between a super genius and the four great talents, but the ongoing skirmish between the two had dulled the crowd's interest. Now, with the arrival of two more of the four lesser talents, how would the battle unfold? Whom would Lau Piaopiao and Ximen target?

The spectators were now intrigued!