Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue walked up to Liu Chengfei with a sneer and taunted, "The genius of the Liu family is always such a waste in front of me!" Not bothering to pay attention to Liu Chengfei's cannibalistic eyes, Han Fengxue turned around and walked towards the people from the Technician College. He could kill Liu Chengfei now, but he didn't want to move him so early. He would return to Fengcheng soon to destroy the Liu family with his own hands and let Liu Chengfei see it with his own eyes. At that time, it would be the end of Liu Chengfei.

"Now, can you hand over the token?" Han Fengxue looked at the five people from the Technician College indifferently, without any emotion in his voice.

The five people exchanged glances for a moment, and three of them took out a token and handed it to Han Fengxue.

"I gave you one chance, now I want six!" Han Fengxue said calmly.

The five people cooperated very well and handed over three more tokens. Whoever has the harder fist is the one who is right. Not handing over the token is just asking for trouble.

Han Fengxue nodded with satisfaction, weighed the seven tokens in his hand, and left five for the five people from the Technician Academy, while Liu Chengfei naturally had no share. He was injured and could not threaten the five people from the Technician Academy. Whether the five people from the Technician Academy could keep the tokens depended on their strength.

He handed one to each of Leng Wuya and the others, and there were three more tokens. Han Fengxue knew that the extra tokens were very useful. They could be used to trade with others for money or skills, or to do favors. That was why no one would complain about having too many tokens.

At this time, the number of people on the top of the mountain gradually increased, and it became more and more dense. When the five people from the Swordsman Academy saw Liu Chengfei being injured by Han Fengxue, they pointed their spearheads at the five people from the Technician Academy. There, there were the five tokens that their own team needed.

At this time, in other places on the top of the mountain, battles of varying sizes also broke out one after another. Han Fengxue had to admire the wonderful idea of ​​the first round of competition. The seemingly smokeless competition was more cruel than the general battlefield. This was only on the surface. In the dark when going down the mountain, there might be many secret plots.

Han Fengxue glanced at the entire top of the mountain. At a glance, he saw a lot of familiar faces, including the three masters from the three major academies who participated in the Ao Yue banquet, Hu Meng, Qiu Feng, and Ximen Shuang, as well as the old acquaintance Leng Qiuyan, and another figure that was particularly eye-catching, a girl wearing the uniform of the Technician Academy. She looked a bit like the beautiful girl Hua Yan from the Imperial Capital Auction House. She didn't have the charming and enchanting beauty of Hua Yan, but she had a more pure and elegant beauty. Standing together with Leng Qiuyan, the two beauties were particularly easy to attract attention.

At the moment of confrontation, there were still people climbing up to the top of the snow mountain, and in some directions, three people almost simultaneously went down the mountain quietly. In their shining eyes, there was a trace of disdain and arrogance, as if they did not want to be with these people.

As his eyes moved, Han Fengxue saw two people wearing Yaohui Academy uniforms also climbing up. They were the so-called two geniuses when Han Fengxue first entered the academy, Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui. At this time, they also had the cultivation of the Seven Stars Technique Sect, which was considered very good, but unfortunately they were still far behind Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue smiled slightly, and had some calculations in his mind. If Nie Yun and Nalan did not get the token, he would give them one each. He participated in this competition entirely for the rise of Yaohui College, just as a gift to Mr. He before graduation. The more people entered the second round, the more face Yaohui College would naturally have. Unlike the other three colleges, the other three colleges, in addition to external struggles, also have a competitive relationship with each other in the same college. It would be best if he could squeeze in. He would never help others unconditionally. It would be good to avoid internal strife.

Of course, Han Fengxue would not give it to them immediately. It would be better if they could seize the token by their own means.

Nie Yun and Nalan walked together, carefully observing the situation around them. They also knew that their strength was too weak, and they did not want to directly grab the token. There were masters from the four colleges here, so it was not their turn. They could only wait for an opportunity to move.

"Get out!" A cold shout sounded, speaking to Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui. The one who spoke was a man in his thirties. On his face, a deep sword mark was particularly eye-catching, and his eyes were fierce and fierce.

Nie Yun and Nalan's faces turned cold. They were just quietly standing aside, but they had never offended anyone. The man in front of them was obviously looking for trouble.

The man with the sword mark was wearing the uniform of the Swordsman Academy. His bloodthirsty fierceness was clearly revealed in his eyes. The long sword in his hand was placed casually. Looking at his age, you can tell that he is a senior student. None of the "old men" in this academy are good people. After all, they are too weak to stay in the academy for a long time. Moreover, judging from the viciousness in this man's eyes, he is definitely not the kind of madman who only cares about cultivation, but a training madman who often rolls on the edge of death.

"When will the garbage trained by that old bastard He Xiao be qualified to compete with our three major academies for tokens." The man with the sword mark licked his lips, with a hint of obvious contempt in his eyes. What was somewhat surprising was that he actually knew the name of Dean He. You know, in Yaohui Academy, few people knew the two words He Xiao.

"I'll count to three. If you don't get out of here, I'll send you down myself." Seeing that the two men didn't move, the man with the sword scar sneered again. From his appearance, he didn't want Nie Yun and Nalan to go down, but he was deliberately angering them. The deep meaning of this made people imagine.

The man with the sword scar raised his voice very high, and many people could hear the situation here. Some people who were not in confrontation turned their eyes to this side and watched the development of the situation here with great interest, especially some people from the Swordsman Academy. They knew why the man with the sword scar wanted to provoke Yaohui Academy, and they were even more interested in watching this.

Just as the man with the sword scar expected, Nie Yun and Nalan's faces were covered with a layer of frost, which looked even paler in this icy and snowy place. They also knew what the two words "He Xiao" represented, representing Yaohui Academy and the honor of the academy.

The atmosphere on both sides was tense, and the man with the sword scar began to count.

"One, two"

Just when he was about to count to three, a calm but cold voice came: "I'll count to three. If you don't leave, you'll stay forever!"

Han Fengxue walked towards the man with sword marks with soft steps. The cold air on his face condensed into a layer of frost, and the murderous spirit in his heart continued to rise.

The man with sword marks heard the cold voice and looked in the direction of Han Fengxue. Seeing that his eyes were on him, a sinister smile flashed in his eyes, and his tongue rolled out. He sneered at Han Fengxue and said, "No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time."

"One!"

Han Fengxue ignored him and started counting directly, which made the man with sword marks stunned again. He wondered if the students of the four major colleges were so crazy in the years when he was away.

Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui retreated when they saw Han Fengxue coming. They knew the relationship between Han Fengxue and the dean. The man with the sword mark insulted the dean, so Han Fengxue would not let him go. As for whether Han Fengxue was strong enough, it was not even within their consideration. The dean's words were still engraved in their minds.

"Two!"

After the second count, the man with the sword mark tightened his hand holding the sword. Although he was confident in himself, he did not underestimate the enemy. Over the years, there were many people who were stronger than him but died in his hands because they despised him. Moreover, judging from Han Fengxue's extraordinary temperament, he was definitely not a mediocre person.

"Three!"

As soon as Han Fengxue said the three words, a bright sword light lit up, and the sharp sword light cut off the airflow, and the man's sword energy went straight to Han Fengxue's face.

The sword light enveloped Han Fengxue's whole body, and any direction of dodging was completely blocked. No matter which direction he fled from, he would be immediately divided by the sword light.

Han Fengxue showed a smile of success on his lips. The man with the sword mark tried to provoke Nie Yun. When they attacked, Han Fengxue was also deliberately provoke him. But while sneering, Han Fengxue was also somewhat surprised at the opponent's strength. Such a powerful sword must have been trained after countless battles.

Controlling the elements in the air to isolate the sword light, while blocking the advance of the long sword, the breath of fire and gold rose at the same time, and the light spots condensed rapidly, forming a sharp illusory long sword in an instant. Since dodging is not possible, then, use force.

The real sword body and the illusory long sword touched each other, and a light sound of metal and iron intersecting was heard. The milky white and fiery red light spots spread out, and the long sword of the man with the sword mark was also bounced away. Without the slightest pause, Han Fengxue's wave step was activated instantly, and the silver-white holy light gun appeared in his hand.

The surging spear cut through the air, like a white electric light, stabbing at the sword-marked man at a high speed. The sword-marked man was not at all confused, and did not retreat. The light surged again, and the long sword formed a residual image when it swayed. The sharp sword light overflowed towards Han Fengxue.

Ignoring the sword light, the earth and gold dual elements have arranged an invisible defense circle on his body, and the sword light that scattered over could not break through his defense.

The direction and angle of the agile spear were always unpredictable, and combined with the wave-like steps under his feet, it was even more weird and abnormal. He wandered around the sword-marked man, and once he got the chance, he shot like thunder.

The man with the sword mark was completely on the defensive. He had a thousand-hardened sword skills, but he couldn't catch up with Han Fengxue in terms of body movements. The opponent's spear skills were no less than his own, which made him helpless. However, as the shining golden light danced, the man with the sword mark was surrounded by sword light. In his current state, it was a delusion for Han Fengxue to defeat him.

In fact, as long as Han Fengxue used his innate skills, it would not be difficult to kill the opponent, but the problem was that he already knew his shortcomings. Over-reliance on abnormal innate skills would only make him dependent. He had secretly decided that he would never use his innate skills easily unless it was a critical moment.

The strong breath of the two elements of fire and gold covered the tip of the spear. Han Fengxue suddenly shouted, and the long spear rotated like a flying star and shot at the man with the sword mark.

A sneer appeared in the eyes of the man with the sword mark. Han Fengxue's long spear was facing his chest, which was the place where he had the most stringent defense. Even if the power of Han Fengxue's spear tip increased a lot, it was simply unable to break through the sword light.

But how could Han Fengxue not see what he was thinking? How could he do something completely meaningless?

"Explode!" With a loud shout, the ground under the sword-marked man, which he had not seen, suddenly exploded, and snowflakes flew everywhere. His feet stepped on the air, and the body of the sword-marked man suddenly fell down. The sudden change made his face change, and the long sword danced quickly in confusion. At this moment, the silver spear broke through the layers of sword light, and the tip of the spear was no longer pointing at the chest of the sword-marked man, but at his throat.

After the slight sound, time condensed, and a drop of blood dripped onto the ground along the tip of the spear that pierced his throat. The sword-marked man stared with his eyes, his eye sockets slightly protruding, his eyes were scattered, and there was no breath of a living person anymore. He became the first victim of the ranking battle of the four major colleges in Blade Snow Mountain.

Many eyes looked over here, smacking their lips, feeling a little unbelievable, a mid-level master of the Sword Sect died on the top of the snowy mountain, and the eyes looking at Han Fengxue also carried a hint of fear. Although this round of competition is bound to be bloody, it is rare to see someone like Han Fengxue who can kill the opponent in front of everyone. Generally, they will only do it secretly on the way down the mountain.

Some people from the Swordsman Academy even had their eyes rolling out, and their breathing became heavier, as if they had seen something very scary and incredible. From time to time, more than 20 people formed a circle and surrounded Han Fengxue. And from the vague aura they released, it can be judged that these people are not easy to deal with.

Han Fengxue was a little surprised. Although he killed the man with sword marks, it would certainly make the people of the Swordsman Academy feel embarrassed and even anger some people, but he didn't expect that it would cause such a situation. However, after a moment of surprise, he regained his calm expression. If these people really took action, he would take them all.

Among the people surrounding Han Fengxue, Ximen Shuang was also among them, and the others were vaguely led by him. Ximen Shuang stepped forward and pointed at the man with sword marks and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Han Fengxue didn't know why the other party asked this, and shook his head: "No matter who he is, he should pay the price for saying something he shouldn't say."

Ximen Shuang snorted coldly and said, "You are right. If you say something you shouldn't say, you have to pay the price, but if you do something you shouldn't do, you also have to pay the price. Besides, whether it is right or not is just a matter of strength, and the person you killed is called Feng Ye, the son of the dean of the Swordsman Academy."