Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The duel between Xiao Fengjian and Ma Xiaosong became the focus of everyone's attention.

Xiao Fengjian, a strong man at the sixth level of foundation building, is famous for his lightning-fast swordsmanship.

Although Ma Xiaosong was only at the fourth level of foundation building, he took out a beast fork made of whole metal, showing a unique fighting style.

Following the order, the two immediately entered a fighting state.

The long sword in Xiao Fengjian's hand was like a bolt of lightning. The sword moves were fast and violent. Each sword carried the power of thunder, cutting through the air and making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Every attack he made was quick and precise, trying to find Ma Xiaosong's flaws.

Ma Xiaosong seemed more calm. Although the beast fork in his hand looked heavy, it seemed extremely flexible under his control.

Although his movements are not as fast as Xiao Fengjian, they are still accurate, and every attack contains huge power.

Whenever the beast fork collides with the long sword, there will be a deafening metal collision sound, causing waves of air.

The audience was attracted by this fierce competition and stared intently at the two players on the ring.

Xiao Fengjian's swordsmanship is extremely sharp, and every attack seems to push Ma Xiaosong into a desperate situation. However, Ma Xiaosong can always cleverly dodge at the critical moment and counterattack Xiao Fengjian's flaws at the same time.

As the game progressed, Xiao Fengjian's offensive became more and more fierce. He seemed to want to overwhelm Ma Xiaosong with continuous attacks.

However, Ma Xiaosong seemed to be well prepared. He calmly defused the opponent's attacks with a calm attitude, and occasionally counterattacked. Every blow made Xiao Fengjian feel tremendous pressure.

Lin Fan and Su Tianyu watched from the sidelines, their eyes shining with seriousness.

Lin Fan admired Ma Xiaosong's fighting style. He could feel Ma Xiaosong's calmness and overall view, which was a very rare fighting wisdom.

As time went by, the competition gradually became fierce.

Xiao Fengjian's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and his figure almost turned into a sword light, shuttling across the ring.

Although Ma Xiaosong does not have an advantage in speed, his defense is tight and every counterattack is full of threats.

In the Qingyun Sect Square, the martial arts trial was in full swing.

Su Tianyu's eyes were fixed on the ring, observing every detail with concentration.

For him, a combat trial of this level is not only a wonderful showdown, but also a valuable learning opportunity.

He knew that he could learn many valuable experiences and skills from the battles of these masters.

At the same time, in a mountainside pavilion within the Qingyun Sect, several elders were watching every move on the ring.

The elder guarding the mountain said slowly: "The cultivation levels of these outer disciples are very good, and they are basically above the level of foundation building."

There was a hint of appreciation in his words, which also reflected his expectations for these young disciples.

Elder Xuan Bing said with a slight disdain: "Lin Fan is only at the peak of Qi refining. He must be able to persist until now just because he has a powerful weapon!"

There was a hint of contempt in his words, as if he had doubts about Lin Fan's strength.

Elder Jie Yin expressed his curiosity about Lin Fan: "At the peak of Qi refining, can you see how many levels of Qi refining he has?"

His question directly hit Elder Xuan Bing’s observation.

Elder Jie Yin has noticed something strange about Lin Fan, that is, when observing other people's cultivation, he can usually see which level he is in.

As for Lin Fan, he could only see a rough level.

Back on the ring, the competition between Xiao Fengjian and Ma Xiaosong has entered a fever pitch.

Xiao Fengjian's swordsmanship was like a violent storm, and each of his swords seemed to tear the air apart.

The tip of his sword carried a sharp sword energy and kept pushing towards Ma Xiaosong.

However, Ma Xiaosong was not intimidated by such an offensive. He held the beast fork steadily, and every swing was full of steady power.

Ma Xiaosong's beast fork drew arcs in the air, and each swing was accompanied by a burst of metal vibration.

Although his movements are not as quick as Xiao Fengjian's, he is always able to skillfully block or counterattack when the tip of Xiao Fengjian's sword approaches.

Every attack he made made Xiao Fengjian feel a huge threat.

As the battle progressed, both men's breathing became more and more rapid, and sweat fell from their foreheads.

The audience was deeply attracted by this exciting competition, and the tense atmosphere made people hold their breath.

Every time the sword tip collided with the beast's fork, it caused a burst of exclamations from the audience.

In the arena at the Qingyun Sect Square, the competition between Xiao Fengjian and Ma Xiaosong was heating up.

The audience's eyes were locked on every move of the two contestants, and the air was filled with tension and anticipation.

At a critical moment in the game, Ma Xiaosong suddenly stumbled and looked as if he was about to fall.

At this moment, Xiao Fengjian's eyes flashed with excitement.

He thought the opportunity had come, and immediately thrust his sword straight at Ma Xiaosong.

The tip of the sword carried a sharp sound of wind, and it was so fast that it seemed like it could hit the target in the blink of an eye.

The audience's hearts were in their throats, and the tense atmosphere reached its peak.

Xiao Fengjian's attack seemed flawless, and he was confident that this sword was enough to determine the outcome.

However, at this critical moment, a scene happened that surprised everyone.

Ma Xiaosong suddenly raised his beast fork, quickly adjusted his posture, and turned around to stab Xiao Fengjian.

The change in this moment was as fast as a rabbit breaking away, completely beyond Xiao Fengjian's expectation.

Xiao Fengjian was caught off guard, and his chest just met Ma Xiaosong's beast fork.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone in the ring held their breath.

A trace of panic flashed in Xiao Fengjian's eyes. He realized that he had been careless, and opened his door wide, facing Ma Xiaosong's fatal blow.

In the ring, the air froze, and the crowd of onlookers let out a cry of surprise.

A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the originally calm monks. This sudden reversal surprised every monk watching the battle.

Xiao Fengjian, a young man who was once well-known in the monk world, was filled with unwillingness and confusion when faced with the situation in front of him.

He originally thought that his swordsmanship had reached its peak, but today's battle completely overturned his confidence.

Just when everyone thought he was bound to die, a jaw-dropping scene happened.

Ma Xiaosong, a seemingly inconspicuous opponent, forced Xiao Fengjian into a desperate situation with incredible calmness and skill.

The beast fork in his hand seemed to be alive, drawing precise trajectories in the air.

Stab Xiao Fengjian straight in the chest!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze and the whole place was silent.

Xiao Fengjian closed his eyes, waiting for the final blow.

Ma Xiaosong used his strength and wisdom to win.