Chapter 73

　　After the conversation, Gong Qinxue let Pang Jun go back. Even though the master and disciple had already had physical contact, Gong Qinxue did not let Pang Jun, whom she had not seen for a long time, stay overnight. This was because Pang Jun was going to compete with Fu Yuanhao tomorrow. Gong Qinxue did not want Pang Jun to lose his energy because of matters between men and women, which would affect tomorrow's competition.

　　At the beginning of the next day at noon, when Pang Jun arrived at the courtyard, Fu Yuanhao and Gong Qinxue were already waiting there. After Pang Jun bowed to them, Gong Qinxue said, "Let's get started. Let me see how much progress you have made in the past year or so."

　　"I will follow your orders, Master." Pang Jun bowed, stepped forward, and said to Fu Yuanhao, "Envoy Qinglong, please." Fu Yuanhao bowed, stood in the middle of the venue, and looked at Pang Jun who was calm and composed. He started practicing sword at the age of five and was known as a genius in kendo. He finally achieved some success at the age of twenty, and was famous in the world at the age of thirty. At the age of forty, he was already one of the top twenty swordsmen in the world, and in the world, he was also among the top one hundred strongest people.

　　He was called "The Thousand Poison Swordsman" not because his sword was coated with poison, but because of his sharp eyesight. He could see the enemy's flaws in an instant and attack as fast as lightning, with each move being vicious and capable of killing people.

　　At this time, Pang Jun did not take out his weapon, but took out a pair of gold-wire gloves and put them on, then released his aura and locked Fu Yuanhao tightly. Fu Yuanhao secretly took a breath, made a sword gesture with his left hand, and stared at Pang Jun, looking for Pang Jun's flaw. However, the young man in front of him seemed to be standing there calmly, but there was no flaw on his body.

　　After a long time, Fu Yuanhao's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and he raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword, which turned into nine silver rays and went straight to nine vital points of Pang Jun's body. Seeing that the sword rays had reached Pang Jun, Pang Jun's eyes suddenly widened and he leaped into the sky. You must know that people in the air have no support from the ground, and there are many flaws. What's more, there is no relay in the air. Once the energy is exhausted, they can only be slaughtered.

　　Fu Yuanhao showed a puzzled look in his eyes, but the battle was changing rapidly and he could not afford to be too confused. He had to pick up his sword and pointed his sword towards the south to stab Pang Jun's feet. Pang Jun was unmoved by Fu Yuanhao's sword which was like a poison to his bones. He actually went forward and stepped on Fu Yuanhao's sword with his feet, bending the tip of the sword a little.

　　Fu Yuanhao immediately put away his sword, and Pang Jun immediately pointed his toes and leaped into the air again. He did this over and over again, and Pang Jun was able to steadily find the tip of Fu Yuanhao's sword and then land on it, like a dancer dancing on the tip of a sword.

　　Gong Qinxue, who was watching the two of them from the side, saw how Pang Jun responded to Fu Yuanhao's attack. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly and she muttered, "What a clever little rascal." Pang Jun looked like he was teasing Fu Yuanhao, but in fact, this was the method that Pang Jun had come up with after thinking and exploring, and it was the most suitable for him.

　　Fu Yuanhao's sword was as fast as lightning. When fighting, even if Pang Jun reacted quickly, he might not be able to withstand the thousands of sword flowers from this veteran killer. Every time he was found a flaw, he would definitely suffer varying degrees of damage. If this continued, he would surely lose. So the solution Pang Jun thought of was to reduce the area of ​​the flaw.

　　Therefore, Pang Jun jumped directly into the air, exposing the flaws in his feet, allowing Fu Yuanhao to attack his feet. As the rest of his body was in the air, Fu Yuanhao's sword naturally could not attack him, so he had to attack his feet. In this way, the range of the sword tip would be greatly reduced to a circle. With Pang Jun's sensitive reaction in actual combat, dancing on the sword tip would naturally not be a big problem. It's just that this way of fighting consumes more internal strength, and Pang Jun's internal strength at this time has been greatly improved than before, so he can naturally use this way of fighting.

　　After more than forty moves, Fu Yuanhao also figured it out. He also understood Pang Jun and knew that this young man must have something to rely on if he dared to use this fighting style. If he kept following his rhythm, he might fail. So, he took the initiative to change his tactics, retreated three steps, stopped attacking Pang Jun, and waited until Pang Jun fell to the ground before attacking again.

　　The moment Pang Jun's feet fell below the tip of the sword, Fu Yuanhao immediately thrust his sword forward, aiming directly at Pang Jun's feet, because when Pang Jun just landed on the ground, the tip of the sword would just reach Pang Jun's chest, and Pang Jun, who had not yet stabilized his body, would be stabbed by him and thus defeated.

　　Just as Fu Yuanhao expected, when Pang Jun's feet landed on the ground, the tip of his sword was less than a foot away from Pang Jun's chest and was about to pierce him. Unexpectedly, Pang Jun's right hand suddenly moved, and his palm went to block his chest. Fu Yuanhao thought to himself: "Is he going to block the tip of his sword with his hand?" In an instant, he suddenly saw Pang Jun's middle finger and index finger slightly separated. In a flash, he knew what Pang Jun was going to do. He actually stopped his sword and forcibly twisted his body, causing the tip of the sword to twist as well!

　　Pang Jun was slightly stunned. He originally thought that he had deliberately exposed his flaws, allowing Fu Yuanhao to stab him directly. He relied on his index finger and middle finger plus his internal force to clamp the tip of the sword and then gain the initiative. Who knew that Fu Yuanhao's reaction was so fast that he actually made the sword rotate, making it impossible for him to clamp the blade. He was indeed a world-famous master.

　　It was too late to retreat or dodge at this time, and he would definitely get injured. Pang Jun had to give it a try. His middle finger suddenly bent, joined with his thumb, and then popped out in an instant. With a "clang", Pang Jun's middle finger collided with the tip of Fu Yuanhao's sword, making a crisp sound. Then Fu Yuanhao felt a huge force transmitted from the tip of the sword to his arm, making his arm numb. He didn't care about so much, he just turned his arm, and the long sword flew out of his hand and went straight to Pang Jun's face!

　　When Pang Jun saw the long sword directly hitting his face, his pupils contracted and he reacted with the fastest speed in his life, trying his best to turn his head to the side. With a "whoosh", the long sword passed by Pang Jun's ear and stabbed into the ground, making a continuous "buzzing" sound. When everything settled down, Fu Yuanhao's hand turned into a claw and clasped it on Pang Jun's neck, and Pang Jun's fingertips also pressed on one of Fu Yuanhao's acupoints. A gust of wind blew, and a few strands of hair fell from the right side of Pang Jun and floated in the air.

　　Pang Jun retracted his right hand, bowed to Fu Yuanhao and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Envoy Qinglong. Liu Jun, I admit defeat."

　　Fu Yuanhao shook his head, looked at Pang Jun with a complicated expression and said, "I lost. As a swordsman, he lost the moment he dropped his sword. Jun'er, uncle has always known that you will defeat uncle one day. I didn't expect that this day would come so early. With your performance today, both your moves and internal strength have entered the top 100 martial arts level in the martial arts world. In time, it will not be a luxury for you to become one of the top martial arts champions."

　　Pang Jun said to Gong Qinxue: "In this case, let the leader decide who wins and who loses."

　　"Pah, pah, pah," Gong Qinxue clapped her hands and walked over to Pang Jun and said, "I never thought that in just a year and a half, my little Jun'er would be able to grow to this level. It really makes me look at him with new eyes. Although Yuan Hao lost his sword, he still hit your hair after all, and you are only as good as Yuan Hao in terms of hand skills, so you still lose this round."

　　"Disciple understands. I will follow Master's teachings and continue to work hard to achieve greater success in martial arts." Although Pang Jun lost to Fu Yuanhao, he only lost by a hair's breadth. With Fu Yuanhao's martial arts skills, he could be ranked among the top 100 in the martial arts world. In other words, Pang Jun was only sixteen years old and had already reached the threshold of becoming a first-class martial arts master. He was a rare genius.

　　The last person who was recognized as a genius by the martial arts world was Fu Wanqing, the current head of Jingchen Pavilion, who is one of the top ten masters in the world. When Fu Wanqing was 24 years old, she challenged Zhao Wuji and was able to retreat unscathed, shocking the world. Now, at only 40 years old, she is already a strong contender for the title of the world's number one master. As for Pang Jun, if he continues to grow at this rate, I am afraid that he will be on the Heavenly List even earlier.

　　After last night's communication, Gong Qinxue knew that her disciple was not absolutely committed to the martial arts, but instead had an ambition that made her intoxicated. She knew that her disciple did not really want to obtain the position of Azure Dragon Envoy, so she went with the flow and determined that Fu Yuanhao won, which not only saved Fu Yuanhao's face, but also made Pang Jun realize his own abilities, killing two birds with one stone.

　　Looking at Pang Jun's departing figure, Fu Yuanhao sighed and said to Gong Qinxue, "Now it seems that if he can really be used by you, then the Exiled Immortal Sect will most likely flourish because of this. But when I fought him just now, he unconsciously showed an eagle-eyed and wolf-like look. I'm afraid that when he grows up, no one, including you, will be able to control him, let alone Ziyun, unless you let Ziyun marry him in the future and make him devoted to you."

　　"Don't worry, he grew up under my watch. I know how to control him. You should worry about yourself. In the duel just now, although I know you only used 80% of your strength, I noticed a hint of panic in your movements. Don't think I don't know that you wanted to keep a low profile and let Xiao Jun'er see hope again and again, but he was never able to beat you. In this way, you made him feel despair again and again, and it became his own inner demon. However, I tell you, your wishful thinking was wrong. He is strong inside, so strong that you can't imagine. You'd better take care of yourself." Gong Qinxue said, and left slowly.

　　"Oh, really? Let's wait and see." Fu Yuanhao glanced at the backs of the master and disciple indifferently, and left the vestibule.

　　On his way back, Pang Jun was still thinking about the fight just now. Just like Fu Yuanhao, Pang Jun also kept a trick up his sleeve and did not try his best, because he found that he was not sure of defeating Fu Yuanhao. Since he could not defeat him for the time being, he simply showed weakness to the enemy and hid a trick at the moment of the last blow, biding his time, and wait until his martial arts were able to defeat him, then defeat him in one fell swoop. He turned his head and glanced at the two figures in the front hall, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and I don't know what he was thinking...