Fall: Rebirth

Yan Luo watched the battle in the arena. Seeing that Yuan Zi was unable to gain an advantage, she frowned tightly and turned to Yan Ge who was standing beside her and said, "Look at him, it seems that he knows Yuan Zi's moves very well."

Yan Ge was also concentrating on the battle situation in front of him at this time. Hearing Yan Luo's words, he nodded slightly.

At this moment, Yan Luo suddenly stretched out her arm, a dazzling light flashed from her hand, and then a gorgeous bird feather fan appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, Yan Ge's face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Sister, what are you going to do?"

Yan Luo's eyes were sharp and firm, and he replied calmly: "I really can't stand his arrogance and complacency. Today, I must teach him a lesson!" Before he finished speaking, Yan Luo flashed and flew towards Yuan Zi with a sparrow feather fan in his hand.

"Here comes another one." Yuan Hao showed a scornful smile on his face, as if he didn't take Yan Luo seriously at all.

Seeing Yan Luo standing firmly in front of her, Yuan Zi couldn't help but feel surprised. She stared at Yan Luo and said softly: "Miss Yan, please move aside. This matter has nothing to do with you."

However, Yan Luo did not look back. Her eyes were as sharp as a blade. She stared at Yuan Hao in front of her and said lightly: "I think you have been together as siblings for many years, and you should be very familiar with each other's moves. In this case, let Yan Luo come and experience the master's high skills in person!"

At this moment, Yan Ge also came to her side. He showed a trace of worry on his face and advised: "Sister, the sword is ruthless, please don't joke with me."

Yan Luo turned his head to look at Yan Ge and responded firmly: "Brother, stay away."

Yan Ge looked at her usually gentle and graceful sister who was now showing such a serious expression, and knew in her heart that she was definitely not fooling around. So Yan Ge said no more and quietly stepped aside.

At this moment, the elders in the hall were concentrating on discussing important matters, but were suddenly interrupted by a guard who rushed over. The guard looked panicked and reported: "Head of the clan, the young master and the young lady are fighting again outside the gate!"

"Fighting again?" The Silver Dragon Clan leader, Yuan Qi, was sitting in the hall at this moment, leaning forward slightly, frowning slightly, with a trace of worry and confusion in his eyes, "When Chu Heng was away for the past two years, the fight between them had obviously eased, why did the conflict break out again now?"

Yuan Hao was staring at Yan Luo, who was holding a sharp weapon and ready for battle. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an undisguised smile of contempt, "Humph, this is really interesting! Since you are so arrogant, I will play with you." Before he finished speaking, Yuan Hao instantly showed a sword that shone with cold light.

The two people's eyes met, as if sparks could be created. The whole space was shrouded in a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

Yuan Hao secretly made up his mind to defeat this opponent in front of him no matter what and win this fierce battle. He held the sword in his hand, his body was as fast as lightning, and his sword skills were sharp and varied. Every time he swung the sword, it brought a string of dazzling sword light, as majestic as a dragon emerging from the sea.

And Yan Luo was no ordinary person. The bird feather fan in her hand danced faster and faster, and the gusts of wind blades whistled towards Yuan Hao, interweaving and colliding with the opponent's sword moves, forming a thrilling picture.

The two sides were going back and forth, refusing to give in to each other, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The spectators held their breath and watched this extremely fierce battle nervously.

Yuan Zi, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but widen her eyes, secretly surprised. She never thought that Yan Luo from the Peacock Clan would have such an unfathomable cultivation! Not only was he far superior to her, but even from the fierce battle situation before her, it seemed that Yuan Hao might not necessarily have the upper hand.

Yan Ge, who was standing on the other side, was also very shocked. He couldn't understand why his sister Yan Luo had such a profound cultivation, and he, as a brother, was completely unaware of it. Perhaps it was because of such outstanding strength that Yan Luo was able to pass the selection test of the God Clan smoothly.

At this time, Yuan Qi hurried over. When he saw Yuan Hao and Yan Luo fighting fiercely, he couldn't help but frown slightly and turned to ask Yuan Zi beside him: "Zi'er, I heard that you and your brother had a fight, what's going on now? Who is that woman?"

Yuan Zi quickly saluted Yuan Qi, and then replied respectfully: "Reporting to father, the one who fought with Yuan Hao was a good friend of Chu Heng. This time he came to look for Chu Heng, but was provoked by Yuan Hao's bad words, and finally got angry, so the two sides broke out into this fierce battle."

While Yuan Qi listened carefully to Yuan Zi's explanation, he stared at the two people fighting fiercely on the battlefield, unwilling to take his eyes off them for a moment.

The sword held tightly in Yuan Hao's hand was like a spiritual poisonous snake. Its movements were as swift and fierce as lightning; sometimes, it was as slow and natural as a fish swimming leisurely in a stream flowing slowly in the mountains.

Yan Luo also had no intention of slacking off. She kept changing her moves: sometimes she swung out extremely sharp wind blades, and sometimes she unleashed colorful and beautiful peacock feathers to attack Yuan Hao.

The fierce battle between the two sides became increasingly intense, and even the air around them seemed to be trembling because of their terrifying momentum.

Every violent collision will cause a deafening noise and dazzling sparks will fly everywhere; every fierce attack will cause the nearby rocks to shake, as if the earth is shaking.