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Chapter 301: 281: Sword’s Gaze Slices the Peach Blossom

But, she did not make the first move.

Her big eyes turned slightly, she said “Please!” and then stood still on the spot.

For some reason, Shuo Feng did not choose to act either.

He just stood there for a long time, showing no sign of action.

Zhang Haobo was baffled, wondering what they were up to.

After a long while, a shade of embarrassment appeared on Shuo Feng’s face: “Xiaomei, didn’t you say you wanted to fight with me? Why aren’t you making a move?”

Su Xiaomei replied solemnly: “My elder brother always teaches me to respect the old and love the young. You are much older than me, so I must let you make the first move and then counterattack!”

Shuo Feng seemed to be taken aback by Su Xiaomei’s words, and was momentarily stunned.

Then he replied seriously: “I understand your intentions. But as your elder, I should let you go first.”

“You make the first move!”

“No no no, you first…”

“You first!”

Zhang Haobo watched the bizarre scene of these two showing courtesy to each other, and his expression grew strange.

“This one called Shuo Feng…”

He recalled how Shuo Feng constantly provoked Shen Yurou, and the disappointment on his face when she did not respond.

Zhang Haobo suddenly seemed to understand something.

“Alright then, it seems you’ve figured it out, Xiaomei. The Techniques I practice are a bit special.” After a while, seeing the standstill between the two, Shuo Feng no longer hid it.

He confessed: “I can’t make the first move without being attacked. So, please start, Xiaomei!”

Su Xiaomei’s face expressed a look of ‘I knew it!’ and seemed somewhat proud.

But then, she became serious.

A faint layer of crimson flames emerged around her, and she started using her Foundation Establishment Strange Object [Blaze of Furious Spirit].

The air twisted, and Su Xiaomei disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

But at the same time, six identical figures appeared next to Shuo Feng.

All of them look like Su Xiaomei, but their expressions varied.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, thought, worry.

Along with that, the flames on their bodies showed different colors.

These six clones surrounded Shuo Feng, striking with fists, palms, fingers, legs, elbows, and shoulders, exercising a variety of close combat moves.

The colorful flames aimed to strike Shuo Feng.

“All flash and no substance!”

Shuo Feng’s voice sounded at this moment.

A flash of white light swept past.

It traced several lines in the air.

“Bang!”

No one knew what happened, but all six clones of Su Xiaomei were hit instantly.

They paused mid-air for a moment, before getting shot out at an alarming speed with intense bursts of sound.

“That’s it…”

Before Shuo Feng could finish, the flying clones that were sent flying suddenly disappeared.

They reappeared next to Shuo Feng again.

However, their speed was unchanged.

It’s just that their direction was now rushing towards Shuo Feng.

Another flash of white light appeared.

Once again, the clones were struck and sent flying.

They flew faster than before.

But it was useless.

Just a moment later, Su Xiaomei’s flying clones, driven by the raging flames, rapidly returned and approached Shuo Feng.

What awaited them was still a dazzling white light.

Again, they were struck and sent flying.

The fight continued in such a pattern, an endless cycle.

The speed of Su Xiaomei’s clones attacking was getting faster and faster.

And the white light Shuo Feng brandished became more frequent.

At this moment, having watched the fight for a long while, Zhang Haobo finally figured it out.

That white light was a sword.

A wooden sword.

Every time the white light appeared, it was the sword making an appearance.

Then Shuo Feng would lightly tap Su Xiaomei’s body with the hilt.

“This speed…”, Zhang Haobo could not help being shaken to his core.

Looking at Shuo Feng’s deft maneuvering, it was clear that he was not using his full strength.

Even so, the power displayed was incredibly terrifying.

Zhang Haobo admitted that if he were in Su Xiaomei’s position now, he would likely have been defeated in just a few moves.

“However, it seems she’s not yet giving it her all…”

In the center of the battlefield, Shuo Feng appeared to be tired of this back-and-forth game.

“Not bad. But this is where it ends!”

With a grave expression, he swapped his hand using the sword’s edge this time.

White light flashed, and in an instant, it swept across the six clones in succession.

Countless silver threads burst forth from within the bodies of the clones.

In the blink of an eye, the clones were sliced into countless pieces.

The pieces scattered all over the ground.

However, neither Zhang Haobo nor Shuo Feng showed any change in their expressions.

“Hee hee!”

“Whoo!”

“Ah!”

All sorts of sounds emanated from the shattered pieces.

Seemingly harboring their individual consciousnesses, they writhed incessantly on the ground, inching closer to one another.

A moment later, they reassembled into six clones again.

After their “resurrection”, their expressions seemed to have grown somewhat richer.

“Interesting.” Shuo Feng, who was once again surrounded, finally had a serious look on his face.

Six identical wooden swords appeared around him instantaneously.

Each one faced off against Su Xiaomei’s six clones.

As he fended off the clones, Shuo Feng scanned his surroundings as if searching for something.

A moment later, a smirk appeared on his face.

The next instant, Shuo Feng appeared six feet to the left, seemingly in a deserted area.

Another wooden sword was held in his hand, lightly swishing forward.

A concealed figure was suddenly revealed by Shuo Feng’s strike.

However, a second later, the smile on Shuo Feng’s face disappeared.

Because on the face of this hidden figure was a troubled expression.

It wasn’t the real body, but a clone of worry!

With one stroke, the clone was shattered, and Shuo Feng turned his gaze back to where the six clones were.

Su Xiaomei, the instigator, teasingly winked at him.

Expressionless, Shuo Feng swept the six wooden swords forward, splitting the six bodies down the middle in an instant.

“Where else can you hide?”

Shuo Feng squinted at the shattered pieces of the seven clones.

“Hide? I’ve been here from the beginning.”

As if responding to him, Su Xiaomei’s voice echoed from behind Shuo Feng.

Her eyes turned crimson red, and fragments scattered across the battlefield suddenly disappeared, returning to their original form.

Six different expressions rapidly alternated on her face.

Finally, settling on anger.

After that, her aura surged dramatically as the Innate Divine Ability was activated.

The crimson color in her eyes spread, dying her hair red.

An eightfold strength, burst forth instantly.

Su Xiaomei threw a ferocious punch at Shuo Feng!

However…

A sheen of light rippled across the blue cloth of Shuo Feng’s attire.

He himself didn’t budge an inch.

Only the corner of his clothes fluttered.

Shuo Feng’s expression remained unchanged.

Yet, a sword shadow flashed in his eyes.

Just then, Su Xiaomei sighs repeatedly, “Not fighting anymore! It’s not interesting!”

Shuo Feng’s movements paused slightly.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Shixi Mountain, where he had come from.

The world seemed to brighten in that instant.

A streak of Sword Light flew off into the distance.

“Boom!”

It seemed to have hit something.

The sound of a rumble and a muffled groan faintly echoed.

Watching a few peach blossoms slowly fall off into the distance, Shuo Feng snorted coldly and closed his eyes to retract his sword.

Inside the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan, who watched the entire battle unfold, couldn’t help but commend,

“What excellent swordsmanship!”