The two seemed to be caught up in their own thoughts, neither willing to back down.

Lou Xianyue's intentions were even deeper. He activated his internal energy, and surging winds emanated from both sides of his jade fan. Ignoring the bloody gash on his left shoulder, he pounced forward with his toes touching the ground.

Song Hengxue frowned, dodging the opponent's attacks. The martial arts tournament was supposed to be a friendly competition, but Lou Xianyue's moves were ruthless and reckless.

He kindly reminded the other party, "Young Master Lou, please act within your means."

But Lou Xianyue was not deterred by these words; instead, her attack intensified: "Stop talking nonsense! I'm going to win!"

Seeing this, Song Hengxue no longer held back. He suddenly turned the jade flute in his hand, and the flute body, which was originally only used for blocking, suddenly rippled with a layer of fierce energy.

The inner strength concentrated at the tip of the flute flashed like a cold star, no longer avoiding Lou Xianyue's sharp edge, but instead thrusting straight at his jade-bone fan.

"Crackling and popping—"

The jade fan and the jade flute collided violently, the crisp metallic sound causing the entire arena to shake violently.

Lou Xianyue's left shoulder wound was torn apart by the recoil, causing him excruciating pain. Blood instantly soaked half of his sleeve, but he did not back down.

With a flick of his wrist, the jade-bone fan opened and closed, its edge like a knife, bypassing the flute and slashing straight at Song Hengxue's face. The gale-force winds on both sides of the fan ribs swirled with blood mist, stinging his cheeks.

"That's the Lou family's Jade-Splitting Wind?!" Pei Yunlian exclaimed in amazement.

"What? What is 'Splitting Jade and Shattering Wind'?" Yue Zijin only felt that Lou Bailian's fan was flashy and gaudy, but when he looked at it, he couldn't figure out the trick.

After all, the sword techniques he practiced were always characterized by their wide, sweeping movements; the simpler and purer they were, the better.

Su Ning couldn't understand the intricacies of it all. Her Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns, the first level was Wind Control, which sounded simple and was easy to use.

Pei Yunlian explained to the two, "The 'Jade-Splitting Wind' technique was created by Lou Wuyai, the head of the Lou family, more than ten years ago. It is said that he became famous in the martial arts world with this very move."

"I never expected to see it with my own eyes today."

Many people in the audience recognized the move and exclaimed in amazement at the exciting competition on stage.

Tang Xi sat behind Tang Jingshan, listening to the discussion among the martial arts seniors:

"I never expected that this young man from the Lou family would possess such internal strength at such a young age."

"This move requires a lot of internal energy."

Upon seeing this move, Yanluo couldn't help but exclaim, "Back then, Lou Wuyai used this move when he was twenty-one years old. I never expected his son to surpass him."

The excitement of their duel made people subconsciously overlook the injury on his shoulder. Now that the distance between the two had increased, Lou Xianyue staggered backward like a kite with a broken string.

Song Hengxue was also shaken by the attack and took three steps back. A metallic taste rose in her throat, and blood trickled from the corner of her lips.

Su Ning asked in surprise, "Both of them are injured?"

On the dueling platform, both men were surrounded by lingering gusts of wind, and drops of blood dripped from their wounds, forming small pools of blood on the ground.

Lou Xianyue was panting heavily, her hair sticking to her cheeks with sweat and blood, but she still stared intently at Song Hengxue. She raised her jade fan again, the tip pointing directly at her opponent, her eyes burning with an inextinguishable fighting spirit.

"Again!"

Song Hengxue frowned, her anger rising as Lou Xianyue's aggressive manner provoked her.

He was no saint; given the provocation, he no longer needed to show any restraint.

The young man in white moved with the Seven Star Steps, his figure as elusive as a ghost, the jade flute spinning rapidly in his palm, its tip precisely touching the gap between the fan ribs.

"Since Young Master Lou insists on this, then I, Song, will accompany you to the end!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Hengxue's attack suddenly accelerated. Her jade flute sometimes became a sword and sometimes a whip. The flute music suddenly rose, no longer a clear and melodious tune, but instead carried a captivating pressure, complementing her moves.

The tip of the flute pointed at Lou Xianyue's wrist, forcing him to parry with his fan.

Lou Xianyue had already gone all out, and actually withdrew the force of his block, letting the tip of the flute graz his wrist, leaving a bloody mark.

At the same time, his jade bone fan sank downwards, the tip of the fan stabbing straight into Song Hengxue's lower abdomen. This move was an exchange of injury for injury, ruthless to the extreme.

Song Hengxue's pupils contracted sharply. In a haste, she spun around and leaned back, sweeping her jade flute horizontally and striking Lou Xianyue's fan handle heavily.

"Boom!"

A series of clanging sounds erupted from the field.

Lou Xianyue suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. He forced himself to exert his internal energy, causing his true energy to surge wildly within him. At this moment, he could only barely stand.

Song Hengxue was in no better shape; her body was covered in bloodstains, which stained her white clothes with blood.

Su Ning frowned slightly. What was Lou Xianyue up to?

Not only Su Ning was puzzled, but many others also realized that Lou Xianyue was clearly determined to fight to the death.

At this moment, Xiaoxing was the happiest person.

Although he kept his head down, the people around him were filled with excitement. "Good job! Hit them harder!" He even had a vicious thought: it would be best if the two of them were beaten to death.

That way, no one will bother him anymore.

Su Ning's gaze fell on Tang Jingshan above again. If the other party didn't stop her, she would have to stop him secretly herself.

They're all fish from her fishpond, what if she damages them?

Lou Xianyue stared intently at Song Hengxue before her, a sneer tugging at her blood-stained lips: "As expected of a genius from Hundred Flowers Valley, you're the first person I've ever had to resort to this move."

Song Hengxue is currently regulating her internal energy. The two are now in similar condition, and it remains to be seen who will emerge victorious in the final blow.

Lou Xianyue exerted so much effort in order to win the final championship, and this was true from the very first day of the competition.

He wants to win, he wants to keep winning.

One of the reasons was his unwillingness to accept defeat; he wanted to show Su Ning his true strength.

But another point is even more important. He wants others to know that he, Lou Xianyue, is no longer a child. He is now the young master of the Lou family and will become the head of the Lou family and the master of Luofu Water Pavilion in the future.

The Luofu Water Pavilion is not only owned by the Lou family, but also by two other major families who are eyeing it covetously.

Although the Lou family is now in charge, his mother has been working tirelessly day and night since his father passed away, fearing that the Lou family would be swallowed up by the other two major families.

He wanted to make a name for himself and become the most prominent star at this martial arts tournament, in order to intimidate the other families. Although he didn't use the Dragon Sparrow Blade, bringing it back would already prove his strength.

The person in front of him was his obstacle.

Seeing that both of them were injured, Tang Jingshan naturally couldn't sit still. He was organizing a martial arts tournament, not a life-or-death duel. Why did these two have to be so intense?

If word gets out, wouldn't Luofu Water Pavilion and Hundred Flowers Valley come after him for what he did?

Just as Tang Jingshan was about to stop him, a wild and unrestrained laugh suddenly rang out from outside the martial arts arena: "Truly the most famous young talent in the martial arts world! Meeting you today has truly broadened this humble monk's horizons!"

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