After hearing Du Ruoyun's acceptance of the challenge, Jiang Zhongzhi returned to his hut in disappointment. Kong Xiangren was secretly surprised, as he had originally expected that Du Ruoyun would not dare to accept the challenge.
However, since a fight was about to begin, Kong Xiangren was naturally not afraid. He lightly waved his feather fan, and his true energy began to circulate around the two of them. The battle was about to break out. The people who had been leaning in front to watch the excitement retreated back to their own huts, and even Kong Du, the host, tactfully stepped aside.
As soon as the field was cleared, Du Ruoyun swung his sword in the air, and a sword energy that cut through the soil rushed straight towards Kong Xiangren, but he just waved his feather fan and shot out a stream of true energy, blocking Du Ruoyun's sword energy outside his body. The two streams of true energy collided in the air, and actually made a metallic clanging sound like the collision of swords.
Du Ruoyun naturally did not expect to hit the target with one strike. After the first sword energy was shot out, she followed the sword energy and flew to Kong Xiangren's side. The long sword condensed with true energy pierced directly into Kong Xiangren's throat.
Kong Xiangren took half a step back and waved his feather fan to block Du Ruoyun's sword.
The feather fan is a fragile object, but in Kong Xiangren's hand it is as hard as black iron, enough to compete with Du Ruoyun's sword.
Du Ruoyun's movements were light and powerful. A long sword flew up and down, attacking Kong Xiangren from multiple angles. Kong Xiangren, on the contrary, moved heavily and with small amplitude, and his feet barely left the spot.
Everyone present were experts from various sects, and they could all see that Du Ruoyun's attack was too hasty, thus revealing many flaws.
Kong Xiangren was naturally very clear about this. He used defense as offense and waited for the enemy to tire themselves out. He was waiting for Du Ruoyun to show a flaw so that he could counterattack. However, who knew that Du Ruoyun had so many flaws, which made him doubtful.
However, seeing that Du Ruoyun's attack was becoming more and more fierce, he obviously thought that he would not fight back, so he gave up on defending altogether.
Kong Xiangren secretly laughed at his arrogance and decided to teach the young man a lesson.
Kong Xiangren seized the opportunity, moved his body slightly, and the feather fan in his hand, carrying surging true energy, attacked Du Ruoyun's left shoulder.
This attack was a must-attack for the enemy. Kong Xiangren thought Du Ruoyun would definitely put away her sword to block it, but Du Ruoyun seemed unaware of it. Not only did she not defend herself, but she took advantage of the situation to attack, and her long sword suddenly stabbed towards Kong Xiangren's throat.
Kong Xiangren was shocked. He never expected that Du Ruoyun would use such a self-destructive attack. He immediately tried his best to dodge and barely escaped. However, Du Ruoyun's sword still cut his neck and some blood flowed out.
But in comparison, this minor injury was nothing. Du Ruoyun's right shoulder was hit hard by Kong Xiangren, and her whole body was knocked more than ten feet away.
"Well done!" Pei Xuan immediately admired in his heart, proud of his own tactical arrangements.
With him as her wet nurse, Du Ruoyun could use the tactic of mutual destruction. Even if she was injured, Pei Xuan could rescue her quickly. As long as the opponent was pierced by the sword and even a drop of blood was drawn, he would become Pei Xuan's plaything.
At this moment, he was quickly recovering Du Ruoyun's injuries while sending out simulated blood-sucking mosquitoes to harvest the blood from Kong Xiangren's neck.
Kong Xiangren was completely unaware of the abnormality on his neck and only thought that he had won the duel. However, Du Ruoyun did not fall to the ground after being knocked away. Instead, she turned around in the air and landed perfectly. Then, without any hesitation, she jumped up and turned around to stab Kong Xiangren with a sword.
Kong Xiangren was dumbfounded and couldn't understand why Du Ruoyun didn't look injured at all after being hit so hard by him. Instead, her attack was even stronger than before.
On the contrary, he himself always felt a subtle sluggishness in his movements, as if his body was no longer under his control.
In a duel between masters, even the slightest disadvantage is enough to affect the outcome of the battle.
In a short while, Du Ruoyun beat Kong Xiangren so badly that he had no power to fight back, and even the feather fan in his hand was split into two pieces by Du Ruoyun.
Kong Xiangren refused to admit defeat and was still trying to gain some distance to reorganize the battle. Du Ruoyun, on the other hand, raised her sword and chased Kong Xiangren with streams of sword energy. Even the shed where Tianyan Academy was located was completely demolished by Du Ruoyun's sword energy. Kong Jiyi was so scared that he fled to other sects with his wife Meng Jingyi and daughter Kong Li for refuge.
At this moment, a low and magnetic voice came from the Jingxin Temple on the mountain: "The winner has been decided, why bother?" The voice was like ripe grapes, sweet and full of charm, leaving people with endless aftertaste. Every syllable seemed to contain the precipitation of years, and every note seemed so deep and charming.
Hearing this calm and elegant voice, Du Ruoyun and Kong Xiangren naturally stopped fighting and looked up the mountain with everyone else. They saw a thin figure walking out of the temple gate. It was a nun wearing a black cassock, simple and decent. The plain monk robe set off her tall and upright figure, making her look particularly dignified.
Her steps were light and steady, and each step seemed so calm and unhurried, as if each step was in step with the rhythm of her soul.
Although her face is marked by the years, it still retains an otherworldly beauty, and her eyes reveal deep wisdom and tranquility.
She has the tender skin of a fifteen-year-old girl, the plump figure of a twenty-five-year-old young woman, and the charm and style of a forty-year-old mature woman, making it impossible to tell her real age.
She stood in front of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, and seemed even more eye-catching than the legendary beauty.
"Ancestor!"
"Mother Buddha!" As the Bright Light Mother Buddha appeared, everyone present bowed to her spontaneously.
Even Pei Xuan stood up from his chair and followed the crowd in bowing to the immortal nun on the mountain.
"Donor Du, you won the competition. You defeated Tianyan Academy." The voice of Mingguang Buddha Mother was like a classic old song, melodious yet modern, and full of appeal. "However, we have not yet defeated Chanyin Temple. I haven't accepted any disciples for more than a hundred years. I just accepted the last disciple, but I have to send him to justice. I really can't bear it. Donor Du, let me represent Chanyin Temple and compete with you again." As soon as these words were spoken, surprised discussions were heard again in the venue. You must know that Mingguang Buddha Mother has been famous for more than a hundred years, and everyone who saw her take action was killed.
Everyone says that her cultivation is unfathomable, but no one can tell how high it is.
At this moment, everyone, including Kong Xiangren who had just fought fiercely with Du Ruoyun, looked at Du Ruoyun, hoping that she would step forward to accept the challenge so that everyone could broaden their horizons and see the style of the number one master in the East Continent.