Chapter 11: The Starry Skies' Duel (Part 1)

  A small celebration for myself, I was shaken again last night, but nothing happened, and today I'm updating again. Hehe, big brothers, please vote and collect more, thank you, potato, hehe.

  Ao Hao patted off the grass dust on his body with a seemingly nonchalant expression, but in his heart, he had already stirred up a stormy sea.

  "What a strange and powerful aura."

  As a party involved, Ao Hao is most clear about his own feelings when the two swords intersect.

  A strange and eerie aura, along the intersection of the two swords, quickly invaded, heavily striking his chest, if not for decades of combat experience, allowing him to instinctively burst out with his fighting spirit, he would have been seriously injured by this single blow.

  The former divine sword seemed to have no effect in front of that ordinary heavy sword, and the air was surging forward.

  Aohao and the Pi Feng Sword had been together for decades, and he had no doubt about its durability. However, today's strange occurrence made him not only suspicious of the Pi Feng Sword but also increasingly wary of Liu Feng's even more bizarre Dou Qi.

  With a wave of his hand, Ao Hao suppressed the shock in his heart and slowly regained his pre-battle state.

  Looking at the ordinary young man standing in the distance with his hands behind his back, he smiled and said: "Good strength, qualified to be so arrogant."

  Liu Fei nodded lightly and humbly accepted the praise from this renowned Star General of "The Sun Never Sets".

  The right hand holds an iron sword, slightly raised, as if ready to continue fighting.

  Ao Hao saw this and laughed loudly: "Good, good kid, has courage, has momentum, has strength."

  Three consecutive "have" characters, with a strong appreciation flavor, it seems that in his heart, Liu Feng has already become a person of the same level.

  The laughter gradually subsided, and the hands grasped the Wind-Splitting Sword once again. The somewhat dwindling momentum suddenly surged greatly, and it actually took on a substantial form, sweeping up the grassland within tens of meters, sending it flying wildly into the air.

  Once you reach the Nine-Star Boundary, the color of your aura will revert to its original color, which is the same as your innate aura.

  And Ao Hao, a green aura, displays its attribute: representing speed... Wind.

  Liu Feng narrowed his black pupils, looking at Ao Hao's even more powerful aura than before. Although he was shocked in his heart, he didn't have any fear, but instead had a kind of eager-to-try impulse.

  Took a deep breath and suppressed the violent war intent in his heart.

  The strong will decide in an instant, any unfavorable emotions should be temporarily abandoned at this time.

  "Fight!!!"

  A low shout suddenly rang out, echoing across the vast grassland.

  Looking into Liu Feng's dark pupils, that spark of war intent that seemed to be burning up, Ao Hao excitedly cracked a smile, revealing a battle-hungry grin.

  His right foot exerted a sudden force on the ground, and he instantly vanished from his original position.

  A giant sword suddenly appeared beside Liu Feng's side and slashed towards his neck.

  Liu Feng's mouth corners rose, and his right foot lightly shifted backwards.

  A sharp sword blade with fierce fighting spirit swept across Liu Feng's neck, bringing up a small bunch of black hair.

  The iron sword wrapped around the coarse big hand holding the giant sword like a poisonous snake, and the inch-long sword aura released a slight chill.

  Liu Feng didn't understand the intricacies of swordsmanship, but he remembered a phrase on Earth: "Under the heavens, only speed is invincible."

  Speed, this is what Liu Feng has been pursuing, a unique swordsmanship.

  He had already sensed the transparent sword aura attached to that ordinary iron sword, and the mysterious power hidden within it. Ao Hao dared not be careless, his hands chopping and slashing, his mouth letting out a loud shout: "Dōu Qì Bào Jī."

  "Furious Strike of the Stars. A powerful technique that only strong warriors can use, capable of instantly increasing one's aura by thirty percent."

  The Split Wind Sword's energy surged again, and a cyan mark was drawn in the air in front of him, heavily slashing onto the seemingly fragile iron sword.

  On one hand is the legendary weapon: Godslaying Windsplitter Sword.

  On the other hand, it is an ordinary iron sword that can be seen everywhere in the store.

  The gap between heaven and earth. If it were in peacetime, Ao Hao would have absolute confidence to cut a hundred such iron swords into pieces.

  But now, a thought crept into his mind: "The iron sword will not break, beware of its counterattack."

  The idea was somewhat absurd, but Ao Hao firmly believed it.

  The giant sword held immense power, forcing the iron sword to produce an absolutely stunning arc, but was firmly stabilized at the last moment, just as it was about to make contact.

  This move is quite effective, Liu Feng had used it when fighting against Su Fei, but now it seems to be even more perfect and smooth.

  Liu Feng smiled and winked at Ao Huang after Iron Sword.

  Then, under the gaze of Ao Huo's astonishment, his right foot moved lightly, this one move, like a deer hanging its horns, an eagle striking the sky, without any routine to follow, and this was also Liu Feng's intentional creation.

  This kick was fiercely and accurately printed on his chest.

  Bang.

  A dull thud of physical contact.

  Two figures again, quickly separated from each other.

  Liu Feng looked at his own torn clothes on his chest and couldn't help but admire Ao Hua's quick reflexes.

  His own kick, what speed, he was the clearest, but to say bluntly, that kick just now, was the most enjoyable kick since coming to this other world, if asked to do it again now, there's a high possibility of not being able to kick it out.

  And Ao Hao, while being held at sword point by himself, still managed to turn the tide of battle, splitting his attention to fiercely swing the Wind Splitting Sword towards himself, forcing him to retract half of the power from his leg.

  "Good skill." Far away, Ao Hao patted the shoe print on his chest, feeling a mix of excitement and bitter intention.

  Excited to have met such a good opponent, but the bitter intention is that after fighting for half a day, although neither of us has gained the upper hand, I seem to be at a disadvantage.

  Liu Feng's mouth twitched, his eyes staring straight at Ao Hao.

  The meaning is clear: "Rematch."

  Looking into Liu Feng's eyes with unbridled fighting spirit, Ao Hao's heart was also boiling. How many years had it been? How many years since he had felt so exhilarated?

  I was never a person who loved peace, and the blood flowing through my body hid a love for war.

  A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he let out a loud shout: "Fight!"

  The wind rises and the clouds move, all things are quiet.

  The majestic momentum of the two men suddenly rose again on the vast prairie.

  Stir up the lazy clouds in the sky of ten thousand zhang.

  Though they were far apart, in their eyes, it was just a blink away.

  On the vast grassland, the sound of clashing swords echoes incessantly.

  Two figures, occasionally flashing, fiercely attacking each other.

  The soft grass layer was lifted by two people, countless layers were removed until it exposed the hidden brown soil layer beneath.

  The two clashed again and quickly separated, each flying back dozens of meters, warily on guard.

  The two were already tattered and worn out, looking somewhat disheveled, but their facial expressions showed not a hint of despair, only... excitement and fervor for battle.

  A small celebration for myself, I was shocked again last night, but nothing happened, and today I'm updating again. Hehe, big brothers, please vote and collect more, thank you, potato, hehe.