Chapter 220: Burning the midnight oil to fight
Everyone stepped back, leaving an open space of several feet in radius, with only Liu Xunyi and Si Wudao left.

"Si Wudao, you must remember your promise. Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor! Regardless of who wins or loses this battle, Longxiang Mountain will not cause trouble for the Pan family again in the future."

Liu Xunyi threw the three-foot green sword to his side, stood upright, straight as a spear, staring at Si Wudao with a hint of fighting spirit in his deep black eyes.

Si Wudao showed a sinister smile, and his originally kind face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying. He held the Qingshui Zen Staff across his body and said with a deep smile: "Make a move!"

"bass!"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xunyi suddenly rose up, like a dragon emerging from the sea or a hidden dragon emerging from a cave, and suddenly he had leaped several feet high. He swept his sword in the air, and in an instant, a sharp sword energy pierced through, cutting off countless branches and leaves in the lush forest. The strong wind swept through, crisscrossing and overlapping, and turned into a series of strong energy threads, heading straight for Si Wudao.

Liu Xunyi attacked without mercy, and as soon as he used his killing move, there was a burst of exclamations from the surroundings.

"Well done!"

Si Wudao shouted loudly and swung the Qingshui Zen Staff in his hand against the wind, like a huge golden shield, blocking all of Liu Xunyi's sword energy.

Accompanied by a "clang clang swish" sound as dense as heavy rain, Liu Xunyi's sword flew and came down with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived on Si Wudao's head.

Facing the attack, Si Wudao showed no fear, instead a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes. He slammed his feet on the ground, and rushed forward like an arrow from a bow.

In an instant, the Zen staff and the sharp sword collided and collided, followed by a crazy attack like a storm.

The two men dodged and moved, flying up and down, fighting until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. The two sides fought back and forth, with Zen lights and sword shadows, each move was faster than the last, and each move was more fierce than the last.

The moves that seemed extremely difficult to perform to others were easy for Liu Xunyi and Si Wudao to perform. They could be summoned and used at will. The two sides frequently changed their moves, the swords changed in a thousand ways, the shadows of the staffs were unpredictable, all of them were as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

In the dense forest, there were gusts of wind and violent energy, forcing the spectators to retreat again and again.

The battle between the two was like releasing a dragon into the sea or a tiger back into the mountains. The speed was so swift, the momentum so fierce, and the power so great that it was enough to make others terrified and weak.

Liu Xunyi held a three-foot-long sword, driving thunder and lightning, stirring up the sea and overturning the river. Si Wudao held a staff in both hands, smashing the void and breaking the hard and strong. The two fought in close combat, each move was dangerous and murderous, but they refused to give in and confronted each other.

Within a hundred meters, there were roars of tigers and dragons, and not a blade of grass grew. Within a few miles, there were clouds and falling leaves all over the sky. Within a ten-mile radius, there were thunderous sounds and torrential rains, and all creatures were silent and trembling with fear.

The speed at which Liu Xunyi and Si Wudao attacked was even faster than the blink of an eye of Xu Heng and the others. As a result, the people on the sidelines were dazzled and overwhelmed, and they only regretted that their parents did not give them a few more pairs of eyes.

Especially He Shan and the three hundred soldiers. They usually sit firmly in the government. When have they ever witnessed the martial arts of the top martial artists? The fight in the air was like thunder and lightning, and the waves were raging. The people who watched were dumbfounded and forgot where they were and even who they were.

He Shan, who was hiding behind the government troops, was surprised and felt his mouth dry. He swallowed hard and murmured to himself in a trembling voice: "I didn't expect that there are people in this world...who are so powerful in martial arts..."

"Master He, you are in for a treat!" Xunzhen said jokingly, "A contest between top masters is rare even in the martial arts world. It is a rare opportunity for you to see it today. Haha..."

He Shan was completely immersed in surprise and horror, and he didn't even hear the sarcasm in Xunzhen's words.

Faced with the two men who were fighting fiercely, Xu Heng and his companions were all horrified. As disciples of the Jing Sect, while they were worried about Liu Xunyi's life and death, they were also secretly proud of themselves for having such a sect master.

"Brother Xu, Brother Liu's martial arts..." Tang Cong stared with a pair of unbelievable eyes and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it better than Sect Master Ling and Sect Master Chen?"

Xu Heng said with emotion: "He is not only better than Ling Qing and Chen Yong, but even better than Hei Zhishan or even the Seven Heroes in the mansion... I'm afraid he is not much inferior."

"In fact, the last time in Shaolin, the Sect Master defeated Qin Tianjiu, he had already proved his strength." Liao Chuan interrupted, "It's just that the last time the Sect Master fought with Qin Tianjiu, he fought too conservatively, not as real and exciting as today's fight."

"The more exciting it is, the more dangerous it is." Liao Hai said worriedly, "I dare not speak for others, but if I meet such an opponent, I guarantee that I will die within ten rounds. It is hard to imagine that the sect leader can fight against Lily without being defeated under such a dangerous attack from the Wudao Divine Monk..."

"It's not just the Sect Master who is in danger." Xu Heng said in a serious tone, "If Si Wudao has a flaw, he will also die instantly."

Xunzhen looked at the battle from a distance, with a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with fire. In the fire, two figures quickly intertwined and flashed back and forth, which was very strange. She did not look away, but her expression was meaningful. She said faintly: "What great kung fu!"

Hearing this, Abaolu's brows twitched slightly, and he turned to ask Xiang Xunzhen: "Who do you think is better?"

"When chess is played, it is a match made in heaven. When generals meet good men, they meet talented men." Xunzhen said motionlessly, "In this contest, Liu Xunyi and Si Wudao are on par with each other. Both of them can be regarded as top-notch masters in the martial arts world. But if we only talk about martial arts, Liu Xunyi is slightly inferior to Si Wudao."

"Then why is he undefeated?" Abaolu asked curiously.

"Although Liu Xunyi's martial arts skills are slightly inferior, his ability to save his life is the best I've ever seen." Xunzhen said with a half-smile, "When the two of them fought, it seemed that they were evenly matched. But in fact, Si Wudao was faintly gaining the upper hand, while Liu Xunyi was struggling to hold on. The attack and defense of the two were in a 4:6 situation, with Si Wudao accounting for 6 and Liu Xunyi only accounting for 4. But compared to Si Wudao, Liu Xunyi has a bigger advantage."

"what?"

"Young!" Xunzhen laughed, "This is his weakness, but also his advantage. Because he is young, he is slightly inferior to Si Wudao in internal strength and experience. But precisely because he is young, he is slightly better than Si Wudao in physical strength and spirit. When masters compete, it is particularly important to concentrate. The physical and mental energy consumed every moment in the fight is extremely amazing. Although Wudao Divine Monk has high martial arts skills, he is much older than Liu Xunyi after all. Therefore, in terms of endurance and strength, he is definitely not a match for the young and energetic Liu Xunyi." "Master, be careful!"

In the meantime, Liu Xunyi and Si Wudao fought for dozens of rounds, but there was still no winner.

In mid-air, Si Wudao saw the right moment and swung his staff down suddenly, aiming directly at Liu Xunyi's head. Liu Xunyi reacted quickly, bending his arm to hold the sword across his neck. At the same time, his head suddenly pressed down, accompanied by a loud "bang". Under the huge impact, Liu Xunyi's body suddenly fell down and fell to the ground in a bow stance.

Si Wudao didn't give Liu Xunyi any chance to breathe. He turned around and swung the Qingshui Zen Staff in a circle, then smashed it down again.

There was another loud "bang" sound, Liu Xunyi spread his legs vertically, and quickly lunged forward with his upper body, hiding his head under his feet. At the same time, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword body used his neck as the axis. He swung his arms, and the sword tip circled up. He swung his head and turned around in a flash.

Liu Xunyi's left hand quickly reached out and immediately grasped the Zen stick tightly. At the same time, he stabbed the sword with his right hand diagonally, and the sharp sword swept towards Si Wudao's lower abdomen like a meteor chasing the moon.

Si Wudao was horrified and hurriedly pulled his lower abdomen inward. With a slight "swish" sound, the sword edge instantly cut a huge gap in Si Wudao's monk robe.

Without waiting for Si Wudao to change his moves, Liu Xunyi suddenly threw away the Zen stick with his left hand, turned over and slammed the ground hard, and his body immediately flew up.

In mid-air, Liu Xunyi's feet flipped forward, and with a series of muffled sounds, his feet crossed and fiercely kicked Si Wudao's chest, forcing him to retreat more than ten steps before he could stabilize his body.

"Great!" Seeing this, Xu Heng and others couldn't help but cheer loudly.

At this moment, Liu Xunyi also did not give Si Wudao a chance to breathe. He lightened his feet and flew up diagonally. He tapped the ground with the sword in his right hand, leaving a deep sword mark on the mud. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Si Wudao.

Liu Xunyi swung his sword mercilessly, accompanied by a series of dazzling sword flowers. The green blade flashed, and the tip of the sword was in front of Si Wudao's eyes, and it quickly enlarged in his pupils.

"hiss!"

Si Wudao's face changed and his body suddenly leaned back. The sword tip almost brushed his forehead and pierced out diagonally, almost splitting his big bald head in half.

Before his body hit the ground, Si Wudao thrust his Zen stick downward with all his strength. His body, which had been leaning backward, suddenly bounced upward and collided head-on with Liu Xunyi who was caught off guard.

With a dull "bang", Si Wudao's head hit Liu Xunyi's face hard, causing Liu Xunyi to be dizzy, with stars in his eyes and blood flowing down his face, looking very embarrassed.

Since Si Wudao had prepared in advance, he used his forehead to hit Liu Xunyi's nose. Therefore, Si Wudao only had a slight bruise on his forehead, which was not serious, and was not as "miserable" as Liu Xunyi.

"Ha ha……"

After a successful move, Si Wudao suddenly laughed out loud. He leaned on the Zen stick with one hand and covered his chest with the other hand, which had just been kicked seven or eight times by Liu Xunyi. He couldn't help coughing violently, and a trace of bright red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"What a mad monk who will do anything to achieve his goal!" Tang Cong shouted indignantly.

In the arena, Liu Xunyi covered his sore and painful mouth and nose, and stared at Si Wudao with a pair of cautious eyes. He and Si Wudao had just fought for nearly 150 rounds, but the result was a draw, and both sides were injured.

"Liu Xunyi, your martial arts skills are no worse than Murong Bai's! You are so good at martial arts at such a young age. It's true that young people are formidable." Si Wudao suddenly said, "It's hard to tell who will win if we continue to fight. Why don't you let Xu Ren go and I won't take your life? How do you do that?"

Hearing this, Liu Xunyi was stunned and sneered, "It sounds... not so good! Xu Ren is already in our hands, but you may not be able to take my life. What's more, Xu Ren killed Master Pan Ba, how can I not avenge him!"

Si Wudao laughed and walked slowly towards Liu Xunyi, saying with a smile: "How about I add one more condition?"

Facing Si Wudao who was approaching step by step, Liu Xunyi immediately perked up, holding the sword in front of him, cautiously guarding, and asked suspiciously: "What are the conditions?"

"A piece of news." At this time, Si Wudao had walked in front of Liu Xunyi and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What news in the world can be worth Mr. Pan's life..."

Before Liu Xunyi could finish her words, Si Wudao suddenly leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "News about your sister, Liu Xunyu!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Xunyi's body trembled immediately, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in front of Si Wudao like a sculpture.

Even though Si Wudao laughed loudly and Xu Heng and others shouted urgently, Liu Xunyi was deaf and blind, and stood there like a wooden chicken. Only the clear tears gradually welled up in her eyes and rolled down silently.

Apart from this, Liu Xunyi had no reaction at all.

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(End of this chapter)