The clouds over Kyoto's Great Wilderness Castle were still dim and low, and even at the hottest hour of the midday sun, only a faint round of silver could be faintly seen at the edge, as if it had come to night.

The wind and rain are coming, and the wind and thunder are ringing in the distance.

And at this moment, Qin Fan is standing in the ring under this dark cloud, his mood is like this cloudy weather, standing in the ring with an expressionless face, and his opponent is the person called "Cangwu".

He was slender, and the most conspicuous thing was his handsome and dashing face and temperament, but there was something more conspicuous than his handsome and dashing appearance and temperament, which was the sword he carried. So much so that his countenance was pale under this long sword.

Qin Fan glanced at the long sword called "Cangwu", it was really long, a few points longer than Cangwu's slender figure, and it almost reached the ground diagonally from his back.

However, there is no sense of disobedience, perhaps it is the handsome face that plays a role. For some reason, Qin Fan suddenly remembered that Jun Lai in the clouds, he was also so handsome.

There was only one ring left on Qinglong Street, and Cangwu smiled at him, but the contempt in his eyes was still clearly visible. Everyone knows that he has relied more on luck to get here than on strength, and Cangwu himself is a proud person, which everyone can feel.

The game at this moment is the finals, and many onlookers are several times larger than in the past, and everyone is interested in watching this game with a huge disparity in strength, and the discussion is not whether the top champion can make Qin Fan, a lucky boy, the top winner. It's whether Qin Fan will be defeated in one move or in one breath.

There are countless new faces interspersed in the crowd, most of them are outsiders, and they are also staring at the ring tightly. It seems to be a little different today, but no one can say what the difference is, An Le Wang and Chen Jingyan frowned and listened to the discussions of the people around them, although they didn't like it, they didn't have a good seizure, he didn't focus on the high-profile ring, but stared at the faces of outsiders under these rings very concerned.

At this time, an old man dressed in a Taoist robe with a childish face suddenly walked up to the stage, nodded slightly to the two people in the ring, and then raised his voice: "I am the current national teacher, and I am the referee of this finals." Qin Fan from Ningzhou should be the champion if he wins, and Cangwu Shengli will replace me as the current national teacher. If you fail, you don't need to say more, wait until the big exam in a few years!" With that, he nodded back to his seat and signaled that he could begin.

Qin Fan looked at the audience, as if he hadn't found the person he was looking for, and then took his gaze back. Looking at the handsome and tall Cangwu opposite, he was silent, feeling Qin Fan's gaze, Cangwu smiled slightly, looking very humble, but the arrogance and contempt in his eyes were still clear.

Only this time, he didn't avoid it again, but looked directly at Cangwu's gaze, without fear, for him, those contempts were not seen, he just stared at the opponent and then clenched the residual knife in his hand, at this moment the residual knife was wrapped in a circle of white cloth, and a cold aura that seemed to be there was still stirring in Qin Fan's hand, as if holding a piece of ice.

"In her absence, she must never think that I can win! In her heart, I am no match for Yun Zhongjun. He clenched the knife and bit his lip, no one knew the bitterness and pain in his heart at this moment.

A flash of surprise flashed in Cang Wu's eyes on the other side, obviously seeing that Qin Fan was absent-minded, and then the surprise in his eyes turned into annoyance, and his humble temperament also became cold, and a cold aura surrounded his body.

Cang Wu straightened up, his eyes staring at Qin Fan tightly, as if he wanted to see him through. As long as he wins this battle, the teacher's plans and expectations can be realized, and the ideas of those demons will be stillborn. In this way, he can realize his dreams and the expectations of his teacher, and with a "wave of waves", the almost long sword was easily pulled out by him.

"Cangwu, the person outside the square, please advise!" Cangwu bowed slightly, Qin Fan was stunned, but he did not immediately return the salute, but looked around the ring again, but there was still no figure of that person.

There was an uproar in the audience, and Cangwu's face changed greatly, and he was cold. He has always been arrogant, he has never seen such a person who dares to be rude to him, An Le Wang and Chen Jingyan in the audience glanced at each other, and also noticed that something was wrong, but the faces in the audience were smiling, looking like they were watching a good show.

"Let's do it!" Somewhat decadent and disappointed, Qin Fan slowly turned his head and said directly. There is no politeness, and the words are blunt and infuriating.

"When" the ancient bell rang, the battle began.

The long Cangwu sword pointed directly at Qin Fan, looking at the big and excessive long sword Qin Fan was not afraid, but vaguely expected something in his heart, and as soon as the white cloth in his hand was loosened, a broken long knife was revealed.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, but Qin Fan suddenly didn't see it, and tightened the residual knife in his hand, as if flesh and blood were connected, mixed with a cold breath, and suddenly surged.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the long sword in Cangwu's hand had already slashed straight down with the momentum of Mount Tai, and the remnants of the knife met each other. With a loud bang, the entire ring let out an overwhelming muffled sound, and there were countless gaps under Qin Fan's feet, which was caused by that huge pressure.

The street had long since fallen silent and became extremely quiet, and everyone was staring closely at the two people in the ring, as if the onlookers did not expect Qin Fan to catch such a terrifying sword.

The strength is great, of course Qin Fan can catch this sword, and he also has a terrifying speed that ordinary people can't reach, he set up a long sword and retreated violently, at this moment, Qin Fan had blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was hideous, and he actually looked a little terrifying.

Thunder was rolling in the distance, and Qin Fan was no longer on the defensive to dodge, at this moment his knife was as fearless as his heart, cold and cold.

He raised his knife over the top and then rushed towards the cangwu, so fast and powerful that cracks and cracks spread around his feet with each step, and the muffled sound of "click" was everywhere, and countless small pieces of wood chips flew everywhere.

A flash of surprise flashed in Cang Wu's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, the long sword in his hand provoked a collision with Qin Fan's remnant knife in midair. A tooth-sore "sonorous" loud bang exploded, which seemed even more terrifying than the thunder in the distance.

The tremendous pressure collided together, and a terrifying energy fluctuation that was invisible to the naked eye seemed to ripple in the sky over the entire ring, and the earth seemed to shake.

The moment Cang Wu and Qin Fan collided with each other, they bounced away in an instant, and their bodies shook violently, and their eyes were shocked.

Although Qin Fan's speed and strength are very human, his opponent is also very human, and his strength and speed are also amazing. Qin Fan's pressure is getting bigger and bigger, relying on his strong strength and terrifying speed, his actions are like lightning, and every time he stops, he will drop a knife, and the other party does not see any decline, and he can always resist just right.

Qin Fanqiang, that person seems to be even stronger.

At this moment, the onlookers were already stunned, the speed and strength of the battle between the two seemed to surpass ordinary people, and the faces of the onlookers in the big opening and closing room all changed greatly, and the big test had never seen such a fierce battle like today, and the scene was even more magnificent and amazing.

Between the two of them, everywhere they went, the originally hard as iron and stone in the ring also turned into confetti and flew around, and the sound was like a thunderbolt on the ground, which was deafening. In just a moment, the huge ring was affected by the battle between the two and demolished.

The crowd in the audience couldn't help but retreat again, looking at Qin Fan's eyes in addition to being full of shock, there seemed to be a trace of confusion. No one could have imagined that this overly lucky "dark horse" would be so strong.

There were also some people who looked at Qin Fan, their eyes were full of curiosity and heat, and there seemed to be something else, but they were by no means shocked, as if they had expected it to be like this. Among them, there was the Taoist priest who was sitting high in the referee's seat.

There was silence in the arena, the two of them parted at the touch of a button, and there was no other noise in the entire ring except for the deafening sound of fighting, only the sound of exhalation in the audience, which was the shock and sigh of the onlookers in the distance. The battle had exceeded everyone's expectations, and all they could see was the moment the two of them touched, and the sawdust flying everywhere.

People have long seen the dangers of Cangwu, and they often decide the winner with a sword. If you don't come out of the sword, you won. However, this battle seemed to be different from usual from the beginning, and from the very beginning, Cangwu pulled out the long Cangwu sword.

Could it be that he knew from the beginning that this lucky boy was also very amazing? How could this be?

Looking at the other party's solemn appearance, Qin Fan also complained in his heart, the power of the long sword was only greater than that of a large weapon such as a spear, and the strength and speed of the other party were far beyond his imagination, every time he fought, his whole body shook violently, if he hadn't taken those black pills, he was afraid that he would have vomited blood and retreated.

To this day, he had also figured out some things, that misty Fu Ling might have really fed him some magical elixir! Thinking of this, his face turned red, that night was so unreal, that now he still didn't have the courage to ask Fu Ling.

Seeing Qin Fan lose his mind, Cangwu's face was overjoyed. I was shocked that this unremarkable young man would have such strength, but now I think about it, I just rely on my body to be strong and faster, I don't know how to practice and move at all, and occasionally two times are also ordinary Jianghu moves that can be followed, but it is this ordinary Jianghu move that is on par with him, and his heart is full of anger but he can't break it, and now he is naturally merciless when he sees the flaws.

Cangwu stepped forward, and the long iron sword in his hand was raised high by him, and he actually stepped on the broken ring and swayed, straight to the sky. Then the sword rises and falls.

A large shadow spread from high in the sky and engulfed Qin Fan.

Holding his head high, even though the shadow was heavy, Qin Fan still straightened his body, a cold grip in his hand, but in his chest, an irritable and violent breath rose inexplicably, not vomiting or unhappy, the feeling of flesh and blood being connected was unprecedentedly hot, as if catering to the master's heart.

"Poof" under his feet, the plank shattered, and he actually took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air, just above the air, the sky roared.

The sound moves the four fields, and the sky and the earth change.

I don't know how many people have reflected this scene in their minds, the man dressed in black raised his knife in mid-air and roared, is it against the sky or against fate......