I Only Know How to Unleash Ultimate Moves

Fang Yong felt the brunt of Jiang Man's attacks most acutely. "All your spells are your strongest moves. Reasonably speaking, you shouldn't be able to keep this up for long. How have you lasted this long?" To this, Jiang Man could only answer with more spells. Two incense sticks of time had passed, and Fang Yong's condition was no longer what it was at the start. Yet Jiang Man showed no sign of weakening in the slightest. Not only that, he used Azure Smoke Prelude exceptionally well. Even whenever a flaw was caught, he could evade swiftly. This was a manifestation of having a solid mental realm. Gritting his teeth, Fang Yong felt that if he wanted to beat the person before him, he needed to put some distance between them. That way, his consumption would decrease. Thinking this, he quickly pulled back. Minimizing direct clashes. Only... Under the assault of the Six Harmonies Palm and the Collapsing Torrent Technique, Fang Yong inadvertently stepped out of the formation. He had not even realized it. Seeing this, Jiang Man halted his attack. "Well fought." Fang Yong was somewhat infuriated, wanting to say that this didn't count. Yet he could not bring himself to say it. After a brief hesitation, he asked, "Aren't you worried about exhaustion?" Jiang Man looked at him and said, "I can't help it. I only know how to unleash ultimate moves." Fang Yong: "..." Off to the side, Chang Qiwen could relate deeply. He, too, had been defeated like this. Though his defeat had been far uglier than Fang Yong's. Zhao Leming felt astonished; he had never expected such an outcome. Jiang Man's spiritual qi was thicker and purer than he had anticipated, and what was more, his coordination between spells was consummate. The only things he lacked were experience and finesse. "Jiang Man advances," Zhao Leming announced. In truth, the rules were simple: in the first round, winning just one match was enough to advance. In the second round, winning two matches guaranteed advancement. "Next match, take your positions," Zhao Leming's voice rang out once more. Luo Xuan and Chang Qiwen walked into the formation. Fu Yidan looked at the two and said, "Jiang Man was rather unexpected. I originally thought he would lose his first match." "I thought so as well, but I didn't expect him to be so enduring," Zhao Leming said, surprised. "His Visualization Method is at a good layer; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use Azure Smoke Prelude so fluidly," Fu Yidan said. Zhao Leming did not speak. He had also sensed that his Visualization Method was at a decent layer. Then, did he learn the superior-grade Visualization Method? Yet... Over these past days, he had heard a secretive piece of news. The Qi and Blood Method and Visualization Method that the sect had been testing could not be learned. Soon, however, he put it out of his mind. Whether Jiang Man could or couldn't had nothing to do with him. There was no need to drag himself into an unknown whirlpool. He quickly pulled his thoughts back and looked toward the formation. "There shouldn't be any surprises with these two, right?" Fu Yidan nodded. "Chang Qiwen is no match for Luo Xuan... wait, what pill did he swallow?" "A Blood Demon Pill, paired with the Cheng family's Blood Battle Method," Zhao Leming said. Fu Yidan frowned. "For a bit of spirit source, he's throwing away his future path." At this moment, Luo Xuan saw it as well. Especially when she saw the veins bulging across Chang Qiwen's face. "Pardon me!" Chang Qiwen roared, stepping forward. Boom! He appeared before Luo Xuan in a flash and blasted out a punch, crashing forward with raw physical might. Rumble! Luo Xuan retreated as she channeled her spell, striking with the Six Harmonies Palm. Then nine dragons soared forth together. Yet Chang Qiwen's body began to swell, the power of qi and blood surging. Boom! Boom! He charged headlong without hesitation, shattering the attacks punch after punch. Golden dragons shattered; palm prints collapsed. Luo Xuan frowned. She had been careless. She had thought this would be an easy battle and hadn't taken any pills. Who could have expected that Chang Qiwen would swallow a pill at the final moment? It left her without adequate preparation. Next, she channeled the Empty Force Palm. Her palm technique stirred the surrounding air, far stronger than Fang Yong's. This was the ninth layer of Empty Force Palm. Yet Chang Qiwen did not hesitate in the least, breaking it with sheer strength. Even with wounds across his body, he didn't so much as furrow his brow. As blood drained from his body, the Blood Battle Method grew increasingly powerful. Yet Luo Xuan remained unfazed; coordinating her footwork with the Empty Force Palm, she could still stall him. Though she would take minor injuries, it was still manageable. However... Bang! Suddenly, her footwork was broken, and even her Empty Force Palm faltered. Her flaw had been discovered! How could this be? No one knew her flaws, unless someone frequently sparred with her. Cheng Yu? She immediately had an inkling. The Cheng family's Blood Battle Method, the Blood Demon Pill, and her flaws. The answer was obvious. Boom! Without time to think, Chang Qiwen broke through the empty force and threw a punch straight at Luo Xuan. Whoosh! Luo Xuan struck with a palm, and with a boom, shifted palm to claw, gripping his wrist. She intended to press the attack. Yet he seized her wrist with a backhand grip as well. Then he leapt into the air. And kicked forward. Collapsing Torrent Technique. Luo Xuan was startled, instantly turning into a wisp of azure smoke. She appeared behind Chang Qiwen. Yet the moment she appeared, Chang Qiwen's attack had already shifted direction. Boom! A kick shot out, landing square on Luo Xuan's abdomen. Spurt! Luo Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood. She hadn't expected him to pinpoint her location. Yet golden light flashed across her body. Even as she was knocked back, she seized his ankle and yanked him along with the momentum. Then, Three Powers Force empowered the Six Harmonies Palm, striking out immediately. Crack! Six palms merged into one, slamming into Chang Qiwen's chest. It caved in directly. Then Luo Xuan struck again. Nine dragons surged out together, descending one after another. Boom! Boom! Even though Chang Qiwen tried to counterattack, he could not stop them. With a bang, Chang Qiwen was slammed heavily into the ground. He struggled to get up and continue attacking. But Luo Xuan's Empty Force Palm surged. Lifting him up, both palms struck his abdomen. Spurt! Blood gushed out as Chang Qiwen was blasted out of the formation. Only then did Luo Xuan cover her mouth and cough up another mouthful of blood. That kick just now had been too heavy. She still couldn't understand how Chang Qiwen had known her location. "Because of habit," Fu Yidan said slowly. "Everyone has set habits when executing spells; they instinctively gravitate toward a certain direction." Hearing this, Luo Xuan finally understood. It was still Cheng Yu. "Luo Xuan advances," Zhao Leming announced. Then he looked at the unconscious Chang Qiwen and said, "He will likely be unable to fight any further." He then turned to Cheng Yu and said, "Cheng Yu advances. Proceed with the drawing." As for Chang Qiwen, he was carried away for treatment. The Yunqian Division covered medical care; fighters could go all out. As long as one's foundation was not ruined, practically anything could be healed. However... When one would recover was hard to say. It usually took several months. Yet the competition was held entirely on that single day. Thus, Chang Qiwen went for treatment, while Luo Xuan refused treatment. Leaving meant elimination. The others were surprised as well. The little fatty found it hard to believe: "Chang Qiwen actually severely wounded Luo Xuan. That's absurd." "If I go show concern for Miss Luo now, is there any chance I could become her personal guard?" Song Qing asked. The little fatty looked at him in disbelief, then said, "Probably no chance. Your ranking is too low." Song Qing sighed. "True enough. It should be Jiang Man. Back then, Jiang Man gave me a chance, yet I failed to seize it. "I met my benefactor, but alas, I couldn't change my destiny." Hearing this, the little fatty looked curious. After all, this involved Luo Xuan, the renowned young lady of the Sixth Courtyard. "Tell me about it," the little fatty urged. "The past is too painful to look back upon," Song Qing said, shaking his head. "Tell me, come on." The little fatty offered a piece of meat. Seeing this, Song Qing said reluctantly, "Then I suppose I can force myself to look back a little." By now, the lots had been drawn. Jiang Man versus Luo Xuan. Fang Yong versus Cheng Yu. Fang Yong and Cheng Yu took the stage first. The moment they stepped up, Cheng Yu smiled and whispered, "In a certain village, I met someone surnamed Fang. He claimed to be the housekeeper of the Fang residence. "Yet how could a village have a Fang residence?" Hearing those words, Fang Yong's pupils constricted.