At this moment, the surroundings became unusually quiet. Lance felt the sky in front of him blurring and the walls of the small building fading, leaving only the window and the pair of eyes in the window.
His pupils dilated, breathing became difficult, and his heartbeat increased. As if he was hallucinating, Lance saw red steam coming out from behind the blond young man. Strands of it looked like ribbons, continuously flowing out from his shoulders, neck, head, and even the pores on his face. Finally, it gathered above the window and formed a vortex, spinning faster and faster, and faster and faster...
"Hey, Lance, what's going on?"
Suddenly, A Luo's voice came from the front. It was like a wake-up call, which immediately brought Lance back to reality.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes quickly and shook his head. The feeling of suffocation and oppression gradually dissipated. The skin on his back was covered with cold sweat, and he felt a chill at the moment.
Lance looked up again, only to find that the open window had been closed, as if what had just happened was indeed an illusion. He loosened his hand that had been tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, and the white bandage on it was wet with sweat.
I turned around and looked around. I was the last one left. Seven or eight meters ahead, a group of people were looking at me.
"What's wrong, Lance?" Lance's teacher, a bald old man, walked over quickly and said, "You look very bad. Did you not get enough rest during the whole train ride? Or did something go wrong during your training?"
Lance shook his head and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand. Then he took a gloomy step and followed the others.
A mocking tone could be heard faintly from the crowd: "The fight is about to begin, why are you pretending to be injured or sick? Are you thinking that if you lose, you can find an excuse to save face afterwards?"
"You were acting so strong just now, but now, haha..."
"… "
Lance's aura became even colder, but he did not refute. Instead, he glanced at the people who spoke, and finally fixed his eyes on Justin, the leader of the Evil Eye Fist.
It was definitely not an illusion. He had only felt that familiar feeling of oppression from the leader of the Soul-Destroying Sword Sect. In other words, the blond young man who had stared at him a few seconds ago was a fighter, a powerful fighter.
I didn't expect that the Evil Eye Fist actually had such a master.
As expected, any famous and well-established secret school should not be underestimated. Perhaps there are some hidden cards in the school.
Originally, the Windsha County Evil Eye Fist was ranked in the lower middle among the East Nine Sects. The Soul-Destroying Sword Dao where Lance was located was ranked third among the East Nine Sects, and the strength comparison clearly had an advantage.
He had a sense of superiority when he came to the Evil Eye Fist, but now Lance was on guard. The Evil Eye Fist was probably not just two fighters as they said, but three, and the third one was very young. They hid so deeply, they were trying to stir up trouble in the Nine Sects' ranking. Soul-destroying Swordsmanship also needed to be on guard!
Lance glanced at Justin's back, looking at his smiling face as he talked to someone. The more he looked, the more he felt that there was a hint of sinisterness hidden under his smile, like a hypocritical old fox.
The group continued along the road and turned a corner. Lance suddenly whispered to his teacher, "Teacher, I just saw a martial arts master at the third-floor window of the three-story building. I wonder if this is the hidden card that the Evil Eye Fist has been cultivating." He glanced at the people in front of him.
"Fighter? Are you sure?" the bald old man replied.
"There's no doubt about that oppressive aura," Lance said.
"Did you see his appearance?"
"Yes, she has blond hair and looks very young. Her facial features are as delicate as porcelain, and she doesn't look very old."
Lance gave a quick and simple description.
"Looks like a beautiful boy, blond hair, young..." The bald old man thought for a moment and concluded directly: "Then he must be a new fighter! And he is quite young! Although some special secret martial arts can keep a youthful appearance after practicing, they are very rare. There are only a few fighters who have practiced them, and their appearance characteristics do not match what you said at all."
Since the establishment of the East Nine Gates, the East Nine Gates have consciously begun to collect information on all fighters in the Hongli Federation. Especially young fighters, whether they are really young or look young, they are easily valued and paid attention to. Because youth is the biggest asset of the secret martial arts, no one can predict what a young fighter can achieve in the future.
"I guess my guess was right. The Evil Eye Fist is secretly training a new fighter." Lance looked at his teacher.
"This is very important information." The bald old man patted his apprentice on the shoulder, then glanced at Justin's back in front of him, and glanced at the Star Ring Fist members next to him.
Although the East Nine Sect is a nominal entity, it is actually quite loose and has its own internal competition. If the Evil Eye Fist really has three fighters and continues to develop in the future, it may threaten the status of Soul-Destroying Sword and Star Ring Fist in the East Nine Sect. After all, it is rare for a secret martial arts school in the entire Red Li Federation to have three fighters. This explanation shows its importance.
The bald old man coughed twice and walked towards the direction of the Star Ring Fist in a very stealthy manner. After a quiet discussion, A Luo looked towards Lance frequently with a serious expression.
A few minutes later, everyone arrived in front of the fighting arena in the manor. Only then did the bald old man come back.
He leaned over to Lance and whispered.
"Lance, later we..."
Everyone entered the fighting arena, which was a specially built indoor fighting venue. White pillars supported the empty space. The fighting area was square, almost half the size of a football field. It was surrounded by a circle of black guardrails.
The leader of the Evil Eye Fist, Justin, boasted: "This is the fighting arena that my Evil Eye Fist just built half a year ago. We invited a professional designer to design it in a simple and elegant style. A lot of resources and cash were spent on this fighting arena."
The bald old man scanned the entire place and felt that the overall structure was somewhat familiar. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Master Justin, the style of this fighting arena seems a bit like the large-scale kendo fighting arena that my Soul-Destroying Sword Dao built in Nanmian City. Oh, I just think it's a bit similar, maybe it's because beautiful buildings are different and have the same style, don't mind it too much..."
Justin suddenly laughed out loud: "It's the kendo fighting field of your Soul-Destroying Sword Doctrine. This has been seen. You are not wrong. Since two years ago, I visited the branch of Soul-Destroying Sword Doctrine in Nanmian City. I felt that your kendo field was very grand and practical, so I took part of its style, and added it with the boxing field I saw when I visited the headquarters of Star Ring Fist before, and the sports boxing gym built by Cloud Fist Dog in the urban area of Donghai County. I built such a fighting field by combining the three. I am an outsider, I just took out the parts I liked and rubbed them together to build something that looks like nothing. I hope you Soul-Destroying Sword Doctrine people will not laugh at me..."
Justin smiled brightly and frankly admitted that the Evil Eye Fist fighting field imitated the fighting fields of the other three secret martial arts schools. In the eyes of others, there was no embarrassment of being exposed, but rather a kind of unconventional and refreshing style.
In the eyes of the Soul-Destroying Sword and Star Ring Fist, Justin and the Evil Eye Fist have already made no secret of their ambitions. The style of the newly built fighting arena is taken from the top three schools among the East Nine Sects, so there is no need to elaborate on what they want to do.
Those who understand will understand.
Doing this when you don't have the strength is admiration for the strong, and doing this when you have the strength hiding in the dark is ambition.
Lance and A Luo looked at each other, and seemed to have reached a consensus in an instant. The look he gave Justin became more and more serious. This trip to Windsor County was not in vain. He unexpectedly learned about a rival who was hidden deep inside the Nine Gates. He would act according to the plan he just mentioned.
After Justin finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the strange looks of Lance and the others, feeling a little puzzled. He thought that maybe it was not very pleasant for the style and structure of their own fighting arena to be imitated.
He coughed twice and then spoke to everyone.
"Everyone, please."
Among the crowd of secret martial arts sects in Windsha County, Xu Te, the leader of Panming Martial Arts Sect, immediately stood up and stared at Lance.
But Lance didn't seem to care much. He just walked straight towards the fighting arena, with the long sword under his windbreaker swaying slightly.
"Hmph." Xuter snorted coldly and walked up.
Suddenly, there were only two people facing each other in the middle of the wide fighting arena. Next to the black guardrail, there were more than a dozen people watching the fight.
"Brother will definitely win this time. At the very least it will end in a draw." A beautiful girl with silver hair said as she looked at the fighting arena. She also had a rapier on her slender waist.
"I think the chances of winning should be high. Brother has been challenging all the way, getting stronger and stronger, and making rapid progress. It is said that after challenging the president of the Secret Sword Society of the Thorn Pavilion a few days ago, Brother has made another small step forward. He is closer to the realm of the mysterious and powerful fighter..."
A young man with his arms folded across his chest chatted in a low voice.
“Look carefully…” the bald old man looked over there from a distance.
The atmosphere on the field was somewhat frozen.
"Boy, although you are known as one of the three stars in the East and have reached the level of a great boxer, I'm afraid you are not yet ready to defeat me. Let me first teach you a lesson on behalf of the secret martial arts world of Windsha County..." Xuster stared at Lance opposite him.
"You talk too much nonsense." Lance untied the bandage on the sword.
"Okay!" A trace of anger flashed across Xiu Te's face, and his hands crossed instantly and reached into the inner pockets on both sides of his clothes. A shadow flashed by, and his palms were placed at his sides again. There was a pair of boxing gloves on them, all black, made of leather, with blunt cone-shaped nails on the back, which reflected light slightly.
"Zheng!"
The sword uttered a clear sound when it was unsheathed. A shadow of a windbreaker flashed in the air, and Lance was already approaching Shuster.
"Quick and decisive, I won't hold back!"
He narrowed his dark red eyes, and a silver sword light extended from his arm, turning into a halo in the afterimage.
clang!
The sword blade tore through the air and slashed past, colliding with the rapidly approaching boxing gloves. The steel nails on the surface of the boxing gloves just collided with the sharp blade, and suddenly a streak of golden red sparks burst out.
Lance turned his wrist, and the Swift Sword in his hand made a very fast sword flower, and then quickly launched an attack at three locations around Shuster. In just half a second, at least ten swords were launched.
Ding ding ding... a series of metal collision sounds rang out.
The air was full of sparks and a golden and red color.
"Stone disc ejection punch!"
Shuster leaped forward like a bird of prey, his fist drew a semicircle in the air, and hit Lance's chest fiercely. But Lance reacted quickly and drew his sword to block his chest. Clang!
A figure in the air flew up and back lightly.
"The test is over? Then I'm serious..."
Lance tapped his toes lightly on the ground, leaned forward, and stretched his whole body forward like a sharp sword. The wrist holding the Swift Sword turned slightly, and the tip of the sword bloomed a sword flower in the air.
"Ghost howl!"
His right hand suddenly became blurred, and a sword tore through the air. A sharp sound of air bursting suddenly came from the surroundings, like the sound of a glider flying through the sky, or like a human scream.
Xu Te felt a strong threat and was about to punch out. However, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he retreated more than ten meters with a muffled groan. He looked down and saw a sword mark at least 20 centimeters long on his chest, which was dripping with blood.
This sword was extremely fast, and Xuster felt a sense of danger even after being attacked, which showed the speed of the sword breaking through the air.
“Buzz!”
At the spot, the swift sword in Lance's hand began to tremble at a very high frequency, like a long ruler being pulled. The muscles in his entire right arm began to swell, transmitting a special power.
As soon as his heels stepped on the ground, Lance leaped up lightly, approaching Shuster at a speed that seemed slow but was actually very fast, while the swift sword in his hand reached out.
"The waning moon!"
A ray of silver moonlight splashed in the air, forming an arc similar to a sickle, with a hint of cruelty in its poignant beauty.
"Solid Stone Double Stage!"
Xuster roared and used his own secret martial arts killing move.
Shining!
The swift sword was caught by both hands, and a streak of golden sparks burst out when it chopped down. The muscles in Shute's arms bulged, struggling with Lance's sword. But in the end, he was unable to completely block it.
The sword flew out of his hand and stopped above Xuster's forehead.
Leaving behind a one centimeter long bloody sword mark.
"I won."
Lance put away his sword, his face still with a gloomy expression. He walked out of the fighting field without looking back, came to A Luo and said: "The next round is yours, or I will continue..."
"Let me do it." A Luo tightened the bandage, stretched his strong arms back, and a smile appeared on his face.
He took a step and said loudly.
"Everyone in the secret martial arts world of Wensha County, who is willing to spar with me? I never use weapons, and I am very measured in my attacks."
Half an hour later.
There were four or five such competitions in total.
The record of the secret martial arts world in Wensha County was a complete defeat.
There wasn't even a draw.
As A Luo and Lance continued to improve during their challenges, their momentum accumulated and their combat power was already extraordinary.
Beside the black railings, half of the masters and elders of the secret martial arts world in Wensha County were injured, and their demeanor and mood were somewhat low.
Justin was secretly pleased when he saw this scene, and then he walked up to Lance Aro who was taking a break and said, "As expected of the three stars in the East, today I can see that the reputation is really earned through hard work!"
"The old generation of the schools in Windsor County are no match for you two. Haha, some of the old guys I know are feeling very frustrated. You two, why don't you stay in my Evil Eye Fist for a few more days and communicate with the younger generation of my Evil Eye Fist. How about you give them a good spur on me?"
Justin mentioned this unintentionally while he was talking.
"Okay." Lance suddenly spoke. This is what you said.
A Luo next to him was more direct. He stared at Justin and said, "Master Justin, there is no need to be secretive. Why not ask the new fighter of your Evil Eye Fist to come out and have a discussion. I am a martial arts fanatic, and today I dare to challenge you..."
Seeing A Luo's fiery eyes, as well as the gazes of many warriors from the Soul-Destroying Sword and Star Ring Fist, Justin was confused, and it took him a long time to utter a sentence: "Ah?"
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