20. Holy Light Cross Slash

  "This is the Belinger family's Earth Spirit Dou Qi!"

  Nor did I know who suddenly exclaimed.

  Du Fan was shocked in his heart, he had heard of the name of this earth spirit Dou Qi before. It is said that this Dou Qi is good at defense but not offense, and when it is practiced to the extreme, the Dou Qi can form a rigid protective layer all over the body, which can basically withstand most Dou Qi and magic attacks.

  Of course, if the Earth Spirit's fighting spirit only had this one ability, then it would be useless. Apart from defense, the greatest effect of the Earth Spirit's fighting spirit is to add magic properties to weapons, making ordinary weapons have a part of magical attributes, which is the fundamental reason why the Earth Spirit's fighting spirit can become the secret transmission of the Bellinger family.

  It's now obvious that the dark green long sword in Mas' hand must have been blessed by the Earth Spirit Dou Qi, otherwise such a strange phenomenon wouldn't have occurred.

  Du Fan didn't dare to drag it out, his toes lightly touched the ground, and his body suddenly retreated backwards. Then, with a wave of his right hand on the spatial ring, he drew out the long sword Silver Moon, and with a casual swing, a pure white Dou Qi shot out along Du Fan's sword trajectory towards Mars.

  The low-level warrior's trial had not yet reached the point of overwhelming the scene, only a simple clash of skills and strength. Mas, facing Du Fan's radiant Dou Qi, let out a disdainful snort. Without thinking, he slightly rotated his body to avoid the sword wind, and the dark green longsword in his hand slid towards Du Fan's face like a venomous snake.

  Du Fan sneered and his long sword slightly pointed, without seeing him making any moves, a cross-shaped aura suddenly appeared on the tip of his sword.

  A magnificent aura blade with a faint holy light slashed towards Mars, this move was unspeakably sacred and noble.

  Maas was stunned, and before he could even react, the dark green long sword in his hand let out a crisp "ding" sound, breaking into two pieces. The holy light-like Dou Qi, however, continued to pounce towards Maas.

  Fortunately, Mars was practicing the Earth Spirit's fighting spirit. Although with his current strength, the protective area formed by the fighting spirit is not large, Mars still suddenly raised his hand and his body's fighting spirit surged out, instantly forming a yellowish-brown light shield in front of him.

  The bright energy of the cross-shaped aura fiercely slashed onto the light shield, producing a crisp sound. However, the light shield shook and actually deflected this move, from which it can be seen that the defensive first-class earth spirit energy is indeed not in vain.

  But what was most surprising was Du Fan's move.

  "Holy Light Cross Slash!"

  The people below took a deep breath of cold air, they absolutely did not expect that Du Fan had actually used the secret technique from the Holy See's Secret Techniques. This move, although its attack power was not very high, was however a required technique for the Holy See's Temple Knights. It is said that this move has an additional attacking effect when facing dark creatures and demons.

  And this move has thirteen layers, when practiced to the highest level, even if facing prehistoric beasts or high mountains and seas, as long as one sword is cut through, it can "judge" the opponent.

  "The earth spirit's aura is indeed famous," Du Fan smiled slightly, "but I wonder, how many of my swords can you block?"

  As they spoke, Du Fan's Silver Moon began to dance lightly once again. The silver-white sword body jumped continuously in the air, with each reflection of sunlight, each trajectory of the sword, and a surge of radiant aura gathering together to form a sacred and extreme scene.

  Several devout believers even saw angels surrounding from above.

  Under this holy and unmatched move, Du Fan's lean figure appeared exceptionally handsome and elegant on the martial arts stage. Whether it was a noble lady or a commoner girl, every one of them looked at him with stars in their eyes.

  This fight is nothing new, but who has seen someone as handsome as him when wielding a sword? This move "Holy Light Cross Slash" is truly shocking to the extreme.

  But this move that was supposed to be stunningly brilliant in Mars' eyes was instead filled with killing intent.

  All that was seen was Du Fan's sword swinging, with a holy aura of cross-shaped Dou Qi rushing towards the light shield that was barely holding on. Before he could even block a few, Mars felt his hand go limp, and the light shield shattered with a "ding" sound. The next beam of Dou Qi struck him right in the chest, and Mars's throat turned sweet as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He then fell backwards, collapsing onto the ground.

  The next second, all the illusions disappeared, and Mars only felt a slight tingling sensation on her throat.

  Du Fan's silver sword was pressed against his throat, and Du Fan, with a holy smile on his face, seemed to chuckle a few times before saying: "Master Mars, now, is it you who won? Or is it I who won?"

  "Bang——"

  Archbishop Anthony's teacup slipped from his hand and shattered on the ground, his eyes slightly dazed as he muttered under his breath: "Has he succeeded? This kid has actually mastered 'Holy Light Cross Slash'... It seems his talent is indeed extremely high, breaking through three levels of martial energy in just three months, and even mastering 'Holy Light Cross Slash' to the third layer. I was only testing him at first, but he really did succeed... One Fly Rushes to Heaven... One Fly Rushes to Heaven... Could it be that I misjudged this kid earlier? Fortunately, I've already handed him over to Joshua, or else..."

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, Archbishop Anthony let out a long sigh. Many people in the "Holy Light Cross Slash" Sacred Court had cultivated this technique, but most of them couldn't even get past the first layer. Those who could cultivate it to the third layer were already considered to have extremely high innate talent. Even among those in the mysterious Divine Prison, there were only a handful who could cultivate it to the third layer. As for those who reached the highest realm, it seemed that apart from the first Pope, no one else had attained this state.

  But as for how Du Fan was able to break through this level bottleneck so easily, there's actually nothing much to say. The "Wan Fa" he cultivated is known as the source of all laws on the Roland continent, and naturally, the "Holy Light Cross Slash" is also included in it, so he can of course easily break through the bottleneck.

  Looking at Du Fan on the martial arts stage, the scene became a bit quiet.

  Du Fan withdrew the long sword that had been pressed against Mars' throat and turned back to look at him, smiling lowly: "Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

  Those who were eager to try before have all fallen silent, now everyone is clear that this Du Fan young master is not the useless Du Fan of before, thinking of taking advantage of him won't be so easy.

  And the glances of those inferior people beside him are also uncomfortable, it is said that this Du Fan has a high reputation among those low-ranking people, offending him will not lead to big troubles, but small revenges will be constant.

  It is said that a nobleman once ridiculed Du Fan as a useless person, and from then on, whenever his family members went out to buy things, they couldn't get anything, not even when they went to a hotel to eat. No one was willing to do business with them. A good nobleman was almost driven to death by these inferior people. In the end, the nobleman had no choice but to take his whole family to church to apologize, and only then did Du Fan speak up. Otherwise, the nobleman would have become the most unjustly dead person in history.

  Ma Si got up from the ground, his face alternately red and white, no longer with his previous arrogant attitude, wanting to say something but opening his mouth without being able to utter a word, finally he could only stomp his feet and slink away.

  The snickers from people around him made him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

  "It's just defeating a worthless person, what's there to be proud of?"

  Suddenly a cold voice rang out, and everyone was slightly stunned, looking in the direction of the viewing platform.

  Only one youth with a cold expression walked out from among the students of Roland Academy, his hands behind his back, his movements and expressions were inexplicably arrogant, this person was Elvish.

  Du Fan stared at him and couldn't help but furrow his brow. He had no idea what this guy was thinking, but the fact that he could stand there meant he definitely wasn't a simple character. But what did he mean by doing this? Was he planning to take matters into his own hands?

  In a split second, Bruce turned around and glared at Elvis, saying: "Elvis, when did you have the right to speak here?"

  "How could he not?" Elwes looked at Dufan, "This guy just used cheating methods to win ten games in a row, and cheated right in front of us Roland Academy students. He doesn't put us in his eyes at all. Teacher, I'd like to ask for your consent to let me go down personally to try out this guy's skills. I don't want our Roland Academy to admit someone who only knows how to cheat."

  Bruce was taken aback, seemingly at a loss for judgment for a moment.

  Du Fan sneered to himself, what a perfect pair of lips, such standard phrases. It seems that this time, Bruce and the others will absolutely not let themselves go easy on him. Unfortunately, all of you think I, Du Fan, am a soft persimmon, thinking you can just pinch me whenever you want?

  In this case, Dufan also clearly understood that no matter how Bruce answered next, it would be a naked insult to himself. If he agreed to Elvis' request, then he would undoubtedly be guilty of cheating. If he didn't agree, then he would obviously think that he was absolutely not Elvis' opponent.

  Du Fan has never been a passive person. Rather than letting others deliberately play with him, he'd rather let them see his own methods.

  With this in mind, Du Fan coldly laughed and stared at Elvish saying in a low voice: "Sir, since you said that, then let's have a life-and-death duel, shall we?"