Lord of the Desert

Chapter 563 The Champion of a Generation

Huo Wei felt as if he were in a downpour, and his breathing was not fast enough.

He dodged the first heavy punch from the left, but before he knew it, his right arm was grabbed by the second one from the right. He used his true energy to break free and only managed to pull himself away by a foot. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Sand Giant's shoulders and arms unleash heavy cannons that stretched into sharp, soft spears.

Huo Wei's eyes widened, and he sidestepped in mid-air, barely managing to dodge the blades on either side, but his cheeks felt warm.

is blood.

But it's not over yet.

The soft spear, driven into the ground, locked its power, propelling the sand giant closer before delivering a high-speed horizontal elbow strike to its chest...

The sound of bones cracking was like thunder.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Huo Wei exploded into a snowdrift more than ten meters away like a cannonball, then held his breath and rolled sideways.

The original locations, whether snow walls or ground, were crushed to pieces by the sand giants that leaped up and slammed down.

The situation has completely changed.

Huo Wei rarely attacked, relying on his flying ability to either defend or retreat; Hong Fan pursued relentlessly, but could not immediately devise any decisive offensive.

Both players possess exceptional true energy recovery abilities and extraordinary physical attributes. If they were to continue fighting in their current style, it might take another half a day to determine the winner.

Hong Fan wanted to establish his authority through this battle and was unwilling to prolong the conflict.

"Senior, aren't you tired of running? Let's settle this with one last move."

He transformed his armor into wings, and after making his statement, he soared vertically, carving a path through the snow.

As dusk approached, the setting sun was difficult to discern in the wind and snow, with only a dim, fading light filtering through the endless, deep snow and spreading thinly and evenly.

Everyone had heard of the name Hengtian Chixing, but no one had ever actually seen it.

The sand wing had already soared into the sky, and Huo Wei did not pursue it.

Hong Fan's speed, which was clearly not at its limit, far exceeded his.

A moment later, everyone looked up and saw tiny red spots appearing in the lead-gray clouds, which then quickly expanded into bean-sized red halos.

In another instant, a bright golden-red meteor burst forth from the heavens, raging wildly and piercing straight down.

Huo Wei's palms were sweaty.

Before the thunder even approached, the wind was already howling.

With the help of gravity, Hong Fan's speed approached 900 kilometers per hour, even higher than Peng Guan from the Celestial Realm.

Huo Wei was not confident he could withstand the attack and felt that Hong Fan had gone mad.

But he knew very well that he had to accept.

To hide is to lose.

"come!"

Huo Wei roared and squandered all his remaining true essence, condensing it into a protective layer on his body.

A golden rainbow streaked across the sky, silencing everyone's breath.

At that moment, a loud shout rang in everyone's ears.

"enough!"

Thick clouds suddenly formed in the atmosphere burned away by the blazing star, entangling Hong Fan like a physical entity and slowing him down to his maximum speed.

It was Kou Fei who made the move, and it could only be Kou Fei.

Given Hong Fan's efforts just now, if Huo Wei were to actually fall for the attack, one of the two would surely be killed or injured.

For this reason, Kou Fei has fully appreciated the determination and strength of this contemporary prodigy.

Of course, no one present knew of the Dragon Soul Fruit's existence; if they were to actually run into it, Huo Wei would be the one to die. Mu Xue was completely banished by the Celestial Being.

Hong Fan landed enveloped in boundless true energy, surveying the spectators on the steps, seeing awe and fear in their eyes.

Apart from Kou Fei, none of the self-proclaimed extraordinary people present had ever seen the Martial Saint's demeanor before he attained enlightenment.

Now, they feel they know.

Not only Kou Yong, Xu Zhiyan, Song Qiwu, and Wang Xiaodan, but even Xiang Lingjue, Sun Hanyue, and Zheng Qian, all seemed as dim as bubbles after being illuminated by that crimson starlight.

"Since this battle has no result, let's settle for peace."

Hong Fan dispersed the sand and spoke calmly, his face showing not a trace of the arrogance he had displayed before the battle.

He exchanged a glance with Huo Wei, who removed his sword, nodded, and remained silent.

In martial arts, those who have mastered the art come first; Hong Fan is no longer a junior at this moment.

"You'll be twenty-four in nine months, right?"

Kou Feiding gave Hong Fan a steady look.

"If you break through to the Yuan Magnetic Realm before that, you will be the strongest among the top talents in the past hundred years."

After he finished speaking, he led the way back to the palace.

Upon taking their seats a second time, Suo Chengzhou could clearly sense a qualitative change in everyone's attitude towards Hong Fan.

Even Kou Fei and Peng Guan.

Looking across the entire land, there are estimated to be only around five thousand innate masters, each of whom already holds considerable influence in their respective regions.

Among these five thousand people, there might not be even one person in each generation who can rival the power of the magnetic force.

While ordinary people might not know this, the generals of the Northern Garrison were well aware that Yuan Ci was restricted by divine punishment from participating in battles and slaughtering at will, but Xian Tian was free from this worry.

A Xiantian with combat power reaching the Yuan Magnet level is far more valuable than an ordinary Yuan Magnet!

"Lord Kou, I wish to open a trade route at Juehou Mountain. I hope the Weizhong government will grant me permission to issue more travel permits."

Hong Fan reported.

"In addition, considering the future development of logistics, I hope that Sanwei and major merchants in the northern border region can send people to be stationed in Fengsui City."

Do you know about that Gu Diao?

Kou Fei countered with a question.

"I'll take care of it."

Hong Fan returned immediately.

Everyone instinctively wanted to laugh upon hearing this, but remembering his recent victory over Yuan Ci, they had to forcefully suppress their laughter.

"You're going to solve this? Ha, what a fine leader of the Kyushu."

Kou Fei gave a half-smile.

"I cannot grant your request today. Please deliver the Gu Diao's head to Whiterun first."

"With everything settled and the Spring Festival approaching, everyone should return home early."

After the battle, he had some new ideas and adjourned the meeting.

After that, no one knows what Kou Fei and Hong Fan talked about during the fifteen minutes they spent alone together.

The group from Fengsui City did not linger there that day and returned overnight.

P.S.: I was halfway through writing the battle with Huo Wei last night, but I thought it would be a shame to leave the plot unfinished, so I only posted it this afternoon after finishing and revising it.

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