From one person to nine to five

Chapter 783: Mountain and River Fan (1)

Lin Fei stood on the edge of the cliff, his figure as straight as a pine tree, his blue shirt fluttering in the wind, the corners of his clothes fluttering like butterflies. He had a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows like distant green mountains, and a pair of deep and bright star-like eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

His nose was high and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a hint of a smile.

Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, with a few strands of hair gently brushing against her forehead, adding a touch of unrestrained and unruly style.

He held a paper fan in his hand. The fan ribs were made of sandalwood, which was delicate and smooth. On the fan was painted a freehand landscape painting. With the ink smudges, mountains, rivers and clouds came to life on the paper, like a clear spring flowing, creating a distant artistic conception.

Lin Fei gently waved the paper fan, the fan surface shone softly in the sunlight, and the breeze blew by, bringing a faint scent of ink.

At this moment, a figure slowly approached from a distance. He was wearing a golden battle robe with intricate patterns embroidered on it, shining with golden light and looking majestic.

He had a resolute face, and between his brows there was an aura of majesty without even being angry. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings like an eagle.

This person was Xu Fu. He held a golden spear in his hand. The spear was shining with a cold light and was extremely sharp, as if it could cut through the sky.

Ancient runes are carved on the long spear, exuding a mysterious aura, and each rune seems to contain powerful power.

Xu Fu's steps were steady, and every step seemed to be stepping on the pulse of the earth. As he approached, a powerful momentum surged like a tide, forming a sharp contrast with Lin Fei's unrestrained and calm demeanor.

When Lin Fei saw Xu Fu approaching, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He moved his body and attacked Xu Fu like an arrow.

He shook his wrist and the paper fan flapped violently. In an instant, a strong gust of wind gushed out from the fan, with a whistling sound, and rolled towards Xu Fu like a raging wave.

This strong wind was no ordinary wind, it contained Lin Fei's profound inner strength. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees all bent down, and even the hard rocks were blown slightly, as if it was going to destroy all obstacles.

Seeing this, Xu Fu curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. He held the golden spear in his hand, stood firmly in place, and advanced instead of retreating.

As the strong wind approached, he shouted loudly, and all his energy burst out instantly. His golden battle robe fluttered, and a powerful aura protected him firmly.

With a long spear in his hand, he swung it violently. A bright golden light shot out from the tip of the spear, rushing straight into the sky and instantly colliding with the strong wind.

There was a loud "bang" and the strong wind was torn apart by the golden light, turning into countless small whirlwinds and scattered away, while the golden light continued to attack Lin Fei like a unstoppable force.

Lin Fei's eyes flashed, he calmly waved the paper fan again, this time it was a gentle whirlwind.

This whirlwind seemed gentle, but it actually held a secret. It spun rapidly in the air, forming a huge vortex that sucked all of Xu Fu's golden light into it. The vortex kept tightening, and the golden light struggled and tumbled in it, but could never break free.

Lin Fei took the opportunity to speed up, and like a ghost, he circled behind Xu Fu and slapped him hard on the back with his paper fan. Xu Fu was such a person, how could he be easily fooled?

Just when the paper fan was about to hit him, he turned around abruptly, swept the long spear across, and slashed towards Lin Fei's paper fan with the force of breaking through the air.

Lin Fei only felt a powerful force coming at him. He lowered his wrist and skillfully tilted the paper fan. The long spear passed by the fan, making a harsh friction sound.

However, Xu Fu's offensive did not stop. He took advantage of the situation and shook his long spear, which turned into countless golden lights and poured down on Lin Fei like a rainstorm.

Lin Fei retreated violently, and the paper fan flapped rapidly, forming wind walls that blocked the golden light one by one. The wind wall collided with the golden light, making continuous explosions, rubble flying, and dust flying.

With the cover of the wind wall, Lin Fei quickly adjusted his breath. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he unfolded the paper fan again. This time, he exerted his internal strength to the extreme, and the strong wind he fanned out rose into the sky like a tornado and went straight towards Xu Fu.

Seeing Lin Fei's fierce attack, Xu Fu did not dare to be careless. He raised his spear high, muttered something, and the runes on his golden robe suddenly lit up. Rays of golden light shot out from the runes and gathered on the spear. With his angry shout, the spear slashed towards Lin Fei's tornado with unparalleled power.

This attack contained all of Xu Fu's strength. The golden spear collided with the tornado, causing a deafening roar. Strong winds spread and golden light shot up into the sky. The figures of the two men were looming in the dust.

The battle became more and more intense, Lin Fei and Xu Fu fought back and forth, each showing their magical powers. Lin Fei's paper fan was like a smart spirit, dancing in the air, and the wind it fanned out was sometimes like a knife, sometimes like a sword, and sometimes like a net, tightly entangling Xu Fu.

After that earth-shattering blow, Lin Fei and Xu Fu each took a few steps back. Both of them were breathing slightly, but their eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on each other.

Lin Fei's blue shirt had been torn into several pieces by the strong wind, but his eyes became more determined, and the paper fan in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was accumulating strength for the next attack.

Xu Fu's golden battle robe was also stained with a few strands of dust, and the golden light on his long spear was slightly dimmed, but there was no fear on his resolute face, but instead a spirit of courage that grew stronger as the battle went on.

Lin Fei took the lead in launching another attack. His body flashed and turned into a green shadow, rushing towards Xu Fu.

The paper fan in his hand waved in a wonderful trajectory, and each wave brought up a spiral of wind. These winds gathered and rotated in the air, forming a huge wind vortex.

The air pressure in the center of the wind vortex was extremely low, as if it was going to suck all objects in. The edge was as sharp as a knife, and it swept towards Xu Fu with the power to tear everything apart.

When Xu Fu saw this, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew that this wind vortex was no ordinary move. If he was caught in it, he would be doomed.

He tightly grasped the spear in both hands, and his internal strength reached its peak. The runes on the golden robe lit up again, and golden lights entwined around the spear like a dragon.

Xu Fu shouted loudly, and thrust his long spear forward suddenly. Golden light shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the center of the wind vortex.

The golden light collided with the wind vortex, making a deafening roar, and the wind spread in all directions, and the golden light dissipated like fireworks.

However, Lin Fei's attack did not stop there. Taking advantage of the moment when Xu Fu attacked with all his strength, he suddenly turned his body in the air, and the paper fan hit Xu Fu's waist from the side at a strange angle.

This slap seemed understated, but it contained Lin Fei's exquisite control of internal strength. Although the fan was thin, its edge was extremely sharp when it was flapped at high speed, enough to cut a person in half.

Xu Fu reacted very quickly. Feeling the danger at his waist, he immediately drew back his spear and defended himself. He swept the long spear across with great force, blocking Lin Fei's paper fan.

With a crisp "click" sound, the paper fan was hit by the long spear, and the fan bones were slightly bent, but not broken. Lin Fei used the force of this blow to flip his body in the air, cleverly avoiding Xu Fu's long spear, and at the same time floated back several feet to distance himself from Xu Fu.

Xu Fu steadied himself and looked at Lin Fei, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had not expected Lin Fei to be so agile and to have such exquisite control over his internal strength. This fight made him look at Lin Fei with new eyes.

But he had no intention of retreating, instead, he became more determined to fight. He pointed his long spear at the ground, the golden tip of the spear flashing with cold light, as if telling of his determination.

Lin Fei had no intention of stopping. He waved the paper fan again, and this time it produced a series of tiny whirlwinds.

These whirlwinds may seem insignificant, but they are like countless invisible sharp arrows, attacking Xu Fu's vital parts with precise force.

Each whirlwind contained Lin Fei's unique internal force fluctuations. Once hit, it would cause damage to the meridians and loss of control of the internal force.

Seeing this, Xu Fu did not dare to be careless. He wielded his long spear tightly, forming a golden light curtain to protect his whole body.

However, these whirlwinds were extremely cunning. As soon as they lightly touched the golden light curtain, they immediately changed direction, drilled in through the gaps in the light curtain, and headed straight for Xu Fu's face.

Xu Fu was horrified. He hurriedly put away his spear and returned to defend, but he saw Lin Fei's paper fan flapping again. An even stronger gust of wind surged out from the fan, rolling back all the whirlwinds and at the same time violently hitting Xu Fu's light curtain.

The strong wind collided with the light curtain, making endless explosions. The golden light curtain kept flickering under the impact of the strong wind, and it seemed that it would break at any time.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth and continuously injected his internal energy into the long spear, trying hard to maintain the integrity of the light curtain.

However, Lin Fei's attack became more and more fierce. His paper fan seemed to have life, dancing rapidly in the air, and the strong winds it fanned out came wave after wave, each wave was stronger and more fierce than the previous one.

Under this violent attack, cracks finally appeared in Xu Fu's light curtain, the golden light began to dim, and the runes on the long spear gradually lost their luster. Xu Fu knew that he could not continue to passively take the beating like this, otherwise he would surely lose.

He shouted suddenly, and all his internal strength burst out. The runes on the golden robe lit up again, and golden light poured into the long spear like a torrent. The golden light on the long spear suddenly became brighter, as if to dispel all the darkness around it.

Xu Fu gripped the long spear tightly in both hands, gathering all his strength at one point. He leaped forward suddenly, and the long spear slashed towards Lin Fei's paper fan with unparalleled force.

This attack contained all of Xu Fu's strength. The golden spear collided with the strong wind, causing a thunderous sound that shook the earth. The strong wind spread in all directions, and golden light shot up into the sky. The figures of the two men were looming in the dust.

Lin Fei felt the power of Xu Fu's attack, and his heart was also trembling. He knew that this battle would not be easy to decide the winner, and he had to go all out to gain the upper hand in this battle.

He held the paper fan tightly in his hand, and his internal strength reached its peak, ready to meet Xu Fu's next attack.

At the moment when the wind was blowing wildly, Lin Fei twisted his body like a snake and cleverly avoided Xu Fu's slash that could split mountains and rocks.

He took advantage of the wind and landed lightly on a protruding rock. He pushed his feet slightly and shot towards Xu Fu like an arrow.

The paper fan drew a graceful arc in the air, with the fan facing downward, carrying a strong downward whirlwind, and went straight to Xu Fu's head.

This downward whirlwind was like an invisible giant hand, trying to pin Xu Fu to the ground, making him unable to move. Seeing Lin Fei coming fiercely, Xu Fu's eyes flashed, and he did not retreat but advanced, holding his long spear horizontally, and rushed towards Lin Fei's paper fan with an unyielding force.

The golden spear collided with the paper fan, making a crisp sound, and golden light and wind were scattered everywhere. The two men were shocked and took several steps back at the same time.

Lin Fei felt his wrist go numb and the paper fan almost slipped out of his hand. Xu Fu's palm was also hurt by the shock and the long spear trembled slightly in his hand.

However, neither of them stopped at all and launched attacks again almost at the same time.

Lin Fei's figure flashed and turned into several afterimages, attacking Xu Fu from all directions at the same time.

Each afterimage held a paper fan, and the winds they fanned out came in different directions, some stabbing like knives, some sweeping like a net, and some lashing like a whip, surrounding Xu Fu as if to tear him into pieces.

Xu Fu showed no fear in the face of this overwhelming attack. He shouted loudly, and his aura burst out. His golden robe fluttered, and the long spear in his hand danced into a golden net of light.

He stabbed, chopped, swept, or poked, breaking Lin Fei's afterimages one by one. Every time the golden spear and the paper fan intersected, dazzling sparks were emitted, and the violent wind and golden light collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar.

In this fierce battle, Lin Fei suddenly found an opportunity. He noticed that when Xu Fu was resisting the afterimage attack, his right foot moved a little slowly, as if there was an injury there.

A hint of cunning flashed in Lin Fei's eyes, and he immediately gave up other attacks. All the afterimages gathered together in an instant, turning into a green shadow and heading straight for Xu Fu's right foot.

The paper fan came at Xu Fu's right ankle at a tricky angle, bringing with it a strong side whirlwind.

This slash contained all of Lin Fei's strength. Although the fan was thin, its edge was extremely sharp when it was swung at high speed, enough to cut off a person's ankle. Xu Fu was shocked when he saw Lin Fei suddenly change his tactics. He quickly put away his spear and returned to defend, but it was too late.

The side whirlwind of the paper fan had already swept past his right ankle. Although it did not hit him directly, it left a bloody mark, and the blood instantly dyed his golden battle robe red. Xu Fu felt a sharp pain in his right foot, and his body swayed slightly, almost losing his balance.

Seeing this, Lin Fei was overjoyed, knowing that this was the key to victory. He did not give Xu Fu a chance to breathe, and waved the paper fan again, and a stronger gust of wind gushed out from the fan and went straight to Xu Fu's right foot.

This strong wind contained Lin Fei's unique internal force fluctuations. Once it hit Xu Fu's wound, it would damage his meridians, cause his internal force to get out of control, and make him lose his combat ability.

Xu Fu felt the power of Lin Fei's attack and was horrified.

He knew that he was already at a disadvantage. If he didn't turn the situation around quickly, he would surely lose. He clenched his teeth and burst out his inner strength. The runes on his golden battle robe lit up again, and golden light poured into the spear like a torrent. The golden light on the spear instantly became stronger, as if to dispel all the darkness around it.

Xu Fu gripped the long spear tightly in both hands, gathering all his strength at one point. He leaped forward suddenly, and the long spear slashed towards Lin Fei's paper fan with unparalleled force.

This attack contained all of Xu Fu's strength. The golden spear collided with the strong wind, causing a thunderous sound that shook the earth. The strong wind spread in all directions, and golden light shot up into the sky. The figures of the two men were looming in the dust.

(End of this chapter)