Final battle, Gu Yue Fang Zheng against Gu Yue Fang Yuan!
"Oh, this is interesting."
"To think that in the end, it would actually be a duel between brothers."
"Fang Zheng…" Seeing this, the smile at the corners of the clan head's mouth restrained slightly. "The greatest shadow in your heart is your older brother, Fang Yuan. Defeat him! You have red iron primeval essence, as well as the Jade Skin Gu. With both offense and defense, your advantage is huge. Shatter this layer of shadow, and you will usher in true rebirth!"
Finally, the decisive battle had arrived.
The two brothers stood on the same arena, looking at each other from a distance.
The setting sun was like blood…
The dusk light seemed to drape a layer of luxurious carpet over the arena.
Extremely similar faces.
The younger brother's will to fight burned, while the older brother's gaze was profound.
"Big brother…" Fang Zheng clenched both fists tightly, staring intently at Fang Yuan, his tone firm. "Just concede! I am already at Rank Two, my red iron primeval essence is as much as over eighty percent, while your green copper primeval essence is merely forty-four percent. You have no chance."
Fang Yuan looked at this younger brother of his indifferently. "You certainly know my primeval essence very clearly. But you'd better stop spouting this nonsense. If victory and defeat could be determined solely by the amount of primeval essence, then what would be the point of fighting?"
Fang Zheng froze for a moment, and immediately, with a pop, the fire of fighting spirit in his eyes blazed furiously.
In truth, deep down in his heart, he also didn't want Fang Yuan to concede. But Fang Yuan was his older brother after all, so emotionally and rationally, he ought to say such a sentence.
If he didn't say it, it would appear a bit too heartless.
"Since you insist on this, big brother, then I have no choice but to strike!" Before his voice even faded, Fang Zheng charged toward Fang Yuan.
"This move again!" Below the stage, Mo Bei gnashed his teeth as he watched this scene. He made up his mind that after going back, he would definitely drill himself ruthlessly, and in the future, return the humiliation of today tenfold to Fang Zheng!
"Fang Yuan is done for, he doesn't have my Dragon Pill Cricket Gu." Chi Cheng crossed his arms and sneered, taking pleasure in another's misfortune.
Fang Zheng sprinted over, instantly closing the distance with Fang Yuan. In his hand, a cluster of moonlight lit up.
Fang Yuan's expression was like iron, without the slightest change. He watched Fang Zheng rapidly approach, standing still without moving; only in his right palm, water-like blue moonlight equally rippled forth slowly.
Suddenly!
Fang Yuan stomped his foot fiercely, taking several strides in succession. Unexpectedly, instead of retreating, he advanced, stepping forward aggressively to counter-charge Fang Zheng.
"This!" Fang Zheng did not anticipate Fang Yuan's charge. He couldn't help but panic in his heart and hastily fired off a moonblade.
Fang Yuan sprinted over, twisted his body, and the moonblade brushed right past him.
His face was indifferent—no roaring, no ferocity—but within the silence, an absolutely cold and resolute aura brewed.
Subconsciously, Fang Zheng retreated again and again. His limit distance was six meters, but now Fang Yuan was less than five meters away from him. Now it was his turn to try and widen the distance.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
As Fang Zheng retreated, he continuously flipped his right palm, firing off moonblades ceaselessly in an attempt to force Fang Yuan back.
Fang Yuan's steps linked together continuously, incredibly compact. His movements were extremely agile, violently swaying, and each time he dodged the incoming moonblades by a hair's breadth.
"This Fang Yuan has even more guts!" Yao Hong exclaimed.
"Fighting like this is simply disregarding one's own life or death." Qing Shu also lost his voice.
"Another battle maniac!" Mo Yan gritted her teeth, glancing at Chi Shan not far away.
Chi Shan still remained expressionless, only his eyes flickering uncertainly.
The noise in the crowd died down, everyone uniformly staring fixedly at the battle on the arena.
Moonblades brushed past Fang Yuan, periodically illuminating a smear of blue radiance on his face. His completely indifferent expression remained completely unchanged all along. In every thrilling yet unhurried dodge, his combat talent was fully fully displayed!
Outside the arena, the clan head and elders all revealed solemn expressions.
Chi Cheng and Mo Bei opened their mouths wide, watching in astonishment as Fang Yuan unimaginably dodged moonblade after moonblade.
How exactly was he doing it? A massive question mark coiled in the hearts of countless students.
Hmph, how could Fang Yuan, who possessed five hundred years of combat experience, be rivaled by Fang Zheng, who had only been taught by a Rank Four Gu Master for a year?
In Fang Yuan's eyes, Fang Zheng was as shallow as a clear stream. No matter how the stream flowed, where it flowed toward, or what kind of twists and turns it took among steep rocks, he could see straight to the bottom at a glance.
Every attack of a moonblade did not occur abruptly; it required a process. Fang Zheng had to flip his palm and wrist, and this was the absolute best omen.
In Fang Yuan's eyes, every twitch of Fang Zheng's shoulder, every flip of his wrist, and every step of his feet provided him with a massive amount of information. Fang Yuan could instantly see through Fang Zheng's intentions behind every attack, retreat, or dodge, and he could even roughly guess what Fang Zheng was currently thinking in his head.
Right now, Fang Zheng's mind had already gone blank!
The shadow that Fang Yuan had cast over his heart for over ten years expanded sharply into darkness, dragging him right into an abyss.
His panicked emotions made him unable to think of the Jade Skin Gu. Fang Yuan's aggressive advance made him nervous, made him unable to catch his breath, and made him unable to think of anything else.
This was the gap in experience; this was the difference in foundation!
In Fang Yuan's mindset, his own foundation was even more important than the Spring Autumn Cicada; it was his greatest reliance.
He could choose not to rely on the clan head, not on elders, not on relatives, not on friends, not on Gu worms.
He had always relied only on himself!
In this world, only oneself was the most reliable!!
Things like companions and comrades-in-arms were just excuses used by the weak to cover up their incompetence and to expect others to save them.
Finally approaching Fang Zheng!
Bang.
Fang Yuan threw a concealed punch, hitting Fang Zheng squarely in the abdomen.
Fang Zheng instantly bowed his waist; the force of the fist almost made him throw up. He hurriedly protected his head with both arms, lowered his posture, and took a large step back. At this critical juncture, he displayed his solid basic skills.
"Where did he go?" Fang Zheng's eyeballs widened, darting rapidly, looking for Fang Yuan's figure through the gaps between his arms.
"Behind!" Just as this thought surfaced, Fang Zheng felt a violent blow strike his waist.
Instantly losing his center of gravity, he pitched forward and planted his head into the ground.
However, Fang Zheng had also undergone arduous training. Following the momentum, he did a somersault on the ground while simultaneously flipping his palm backwards, firing off a moonblade.
This maneuver was precisely the combat experience the clan head had imparted to him.
If it were an ordinary person following closely behind Fang Zheng, they probably wouldn't be able to react in time and would be hit by this moonblade. Even if they weren't hit, they would definitely be forced back.
But who was Fang Yuan? Even if Gu Yue Bo compared experience with him, it definitely wouldn't be enough to look at.
Fang Yuan walked at a leisurely pace, not directly pursuing. Instead, he made a circular detour and approached Fang Zheng. Stripped of any suspense, that moonblade only pierced through the empty air.
Fang Zheng, however, thought he had already widened the distance. He stood up, just about to regroup, but then he heard a whooshing sound.
"It's the wind of a fist!" In that split second, Fang Zheng only had time to form this thought.
Then, in the next moment, his ear was ruthlessly struck by Fang Yuan's fist.
Bang.
He immediately felt his vision go black. An intense bout of dizziness caused him to lose his balance head over heels, completely crashing to the ground.
He sprawled on the ground for a full two breaths of time before eventually recovering. As his vision gradually cleared, Fang Zheng saw Fang Yuan's two feet standing right in front of him.
He thoroughly understood just how ugly his situation was. He lay on the ground like a dog, while Fang Yuan stood high above, looking down on him.
"Dammit!" Ashamed and furious beyond compare, Fang Zheng tried to crawl up.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Fang Yuan raised his right foot and stomped down ruthlessly.
Bang.
Fang Zheng's head was viciously trampled by Fang Yuan, crashing against the arena like a stone ball, letting out a loud smack.
"Dammit!" Enraged, Fang Zheng wanted to climb up again.
Fang Yuan watched coldly and stepped down once more.
Bang.
Fang Zheng's head violently smashed against the arena. His scalp was broken, and blood flowed ceaselessly.
"Dammit! Dammit all!" Fang Zheng almost shattered a mouthful of steel teeth; the wrath in his chest nearly ignited his entire body. He raised his head again, attempting to stand up.
Bang.
Fang Yuan stomped down for a third time. This time, he stepped directly on his head and didn't lift his foot. Massive force pressed down, viciously squeezing Fang Zheng's cheek against the arena.
Fang Zheng's face was almost deformed. He continuously panted heavily, unable to struggle free. He felt as though a massive boulder was pressing down on his head; no matter how he struggled, the boulder wouldn't budge an inch.
"Right, how could I forget, I still have the Moonlight Gu!" Under desperate circumstances, a flash of inspiration hit Fang Zheng, and he abruptly thought of the Moonlight Gu.
The moonlight in his right palm immediately flared up.
But how could Fang Yuan possibly not notice?
With a soft swoosh, he shot out a moonblade, hitting Fang Zheng's right palm dead on.
Ah!
Fang Zheng immediately let out a miserable howl. The intense pain transmitted over made his body violently convulse as if electrocuted.
His palm was almost shot through by Fang Yuan, exposing thoroughly pale bones. The Moonlight Gu inside his palm also suffered a heavy blow, hovering on the verge of death!