After the woman greeted him, she charged at Su Fan with her spear without another word.
That's right, her weapon was a long spear.
The woman thrust her spear directly at Su Fan's face. Su Fan dodged it easily by tilting his head, but in the next moment, the woman's spear flicked, and it lunged at Su Fan's neck like a venomous snake.
Su Fan was startled. He knew this woman wasn't as simple as she seemed; a seemingly straightforward move concealed a deadly killing blow.
Golden Bell Shield!
Su Fan could only use his skill to defend. He didn't have time to dodge.
The woman's spear struck an invisible shield around Su Fan. The shield shattered instantly, but it also blocked her attack.
Su Fan's defense wasn't high at the moment, and the damage he could withstand was limited. Moreover, this woman's damage output was not low.
Improvise!
Su Fan immediately counterattacked as the woman closed in.
Su Fan slashed horizontally towards her chest.
The woman skillfully retracted her spear and held it in front of her, blocking Su Fan's attack.
However, a layer of frost spread from Su Fan's sword onto the woman's spear shaft.
The woman exerted sudden force, pushing aside Su Fan's sword and creating distance.
The woman's gaze towards Su Fan became serious, and she stared at him with a solemn expression.
Su Fan chuckled. This woman's strength was indeed impressive, but she was too arrogant.
Thunderous Might!
The distance the woman created didn't hinder Su Fan's attack. A beam of sword energy flew towards her.
The woman hurriedly took a step back, used the tip of her spear to block the incoming sword energy, and then flicked it upwards with force.
With a "swish," the sword energy's trajectory was altered by the spear tip, flying past the woman's head, grazing her scalp.
Su Fan was stunned.
This was the first time he had encountered someone who could block his skills like this. This was too damn fantastical!
After blocking Su Fan's attack, the woman pressed forward again, thrusting her spear directly at Su Fan's face.
Before the spear tip arrived, a cold glint preceded it.
Force Shattering All Armies!
Su Fan immediately used his skill to clash with her, boosting his attack power. However, he changed his attack method from a horizontal sweep to a direct thrust.
The spear tip and sword tip collided, and sparks seemed to erupt between them.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Su Fan and the woman each retreated three steps. They were evenly matched.
The woman suddenly felt like she had found a worthy opponent in Su Fan. Her gaze was filled with fighting spirit, a spirit unrelated to the competition, but simply the feeling of having found an equal.
Su Fan, on the other hand, felt a headache coming on. He had already encountered such a strong opponent in the quarterfinals. What about the semifinals and finals?
They charged at each other again, their battle resuming with sword and spear, still evenly matched.
But as time passed, Su Fan gradually gained the upper hand, pushing the woman back.
Su Fan's passive skill, Endless Flow, began to take effect. The longer the fight dragged on, the more advantageous it was for Su Fan, as the higher his combo count, the greater his damage.
Bang!
Su Fan brought his sword down. This time, the woman couldn't block Su Fan's sword, and her spear almost slipped from her grasp.
"Aba!"
The woman let out an angry sound.
"Huh?"
Su Fan was taken aback. Mute?
Su Fan frowned and looked closely at her, suddenly noticing that her slightly panting mouth had no tongue!
No wonder she hadn't introduced herself at the beginning. She couldn't speak, and Su Fan had misunderstood her.
"You can't beat me. Surrender."
Su Fan had fought her for a normal duration and didn't want to take her life on the stage. He said to her.
"Aba aba!"
The mute woman shouted angrily, as if Su Fan's words were an insult.
She immediately brandished her spear and charged at Su Fan again.
Su Fan frowned slightly. Since the woman had no intention of surrendering, he wouldn't hold back.
Improvise!
Thunderous Might!
Su Fan used his skills again as she approached.
This time, they were very close. The sword energy, mixed with lightning and cold air, slashed towards the woman right in front of him. There was nowhere for the woman to dodge, and it was impossible for her to block the sword energy with her spear tip.
With the fastest reaction, the woman brought her spear up to block Su Fan's sword energy.
Boom!
The woman was sent flying backward. Her spear broke in half. Blood streamed from her chest, her skin torn open, revealing a foot-long wound.
The woman's chest heaved slightly. She still had a breath left and tried to struggle to her feet to fight.
Su Fan frowned slightly.
"If you don't want to die, don't move!"
Su Fan said to the woman in a cold voice.
The woman's hand went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
Although unwilling, she had reached her limit. The opponent could kill her with ease.
The woman closed her eyes in resignation, appearing like prey waiting to be slaughtered. She had given up resisting, signaling to Su Fan that he could kill her.
Qi Ling remembered the scene on the battlefield, the horses galloping, charging across the battlefield. If it weren't for her desire to avenge her father, she would probably still be fighting bravely on the battlefield.
Thinking of this, a tear rolled down Qi Ling's cheek.
Her father's revenge unavenged, Qi Ling was unfilial!
After a long time, Qi Ling didn't feel Su Fan's sword pierce her body.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a bottle of healing medicine and bandages beside her. The opponent had already left the arena, and the referee had announced his victory.
He, he didn't kill her?
The brutality of the martial arts tournament was entirely for the championship rewards. The cruelty in their attacks was to prevent future revenge from opponents by killing them directly, thus eliminating any future trouble.
The opponent, he didn't kill her?
Su Fan simply admired the woman and felt a pang of pity. There was no need to hunt her down mercilessly. They had no enmity, and he had already won.
"Finished?"
Xiao Yan was surprisingly waiting for Su Fan outside today.
"Did you finally get off the woman's stomach?"
Su Fan looked at Xiao Yan strangely.
Ever since he went to the pleasure house last time, he hadn't seen Xiao Yan for about two days and thought he had died in there.
"What are you talking about? I was comforting unfortunate girls. Don't put it so crudely."
Xiao Yan argued defensively.
"Pfft."
Su Fan waved his hand dismissively, too lazy to bother with Xiao Yan.
"Hey? Speaking of which, didn't the Saintess beat you to death?"
Xiao Yan looked at Su Fan askance with a comical expression and asked curiously.
"What do you mean, beat to death? Do you think I'm the kind of person who's afraid of women? I say one thing, and she dares not say two! Dare to hit me?"
Su Fan said disdainfully.
In front of Xiao Yan, an old hand at this, he absolutely couldn't lose face. He had to brag, even if it meant forcing himself.
Xiao Yan looked at Su Fan with a look of schadenfreude.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Su Fan asked strangely.
Xiao Yan nudged his chin towards Su Fan's back, a playful smile on his face.
Su Fan turned around in confusion and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Long Die!"
He didn't know when Long Die had appeared behind him.
"When did she get behind me?"
Su Fan asked Xiao Yan in a low voice, feeling guilty.
"She's been here since we started talking."
Xiao Yan said with a smile.