Seeing Wan Qian's expression, Fang Yuan felt uncertain and could not help but ask.
"Senior, how is it, is there a way?"
Wan Qian took a deep breath, calming down the shock from Fang Yuan's words, and thought for a while.
"If I'm not mistaken, your realm is unstable due to your rapid progress. There are many things that you should have grasped by this point that you haven't comprehended, that's why you can't feel the feeling of breaking through to the Enlightenment Realm."
"Things that I should have grasped haven't been comprehended? For example?"
Fang Yuan was a little surprised. Why did it sound so mysterious?
"For example... Hmm..."
Wan Qian hummed twice and then pointed at herself. "Look at me, how do you feel?"
Huh?
Did he hear wrong?
Fang Yuan's expression suddenly became a little strange.
Looking at Wan Qian's unbelievably beautiful face, he held it in for a long time before saying, "Senior, I don't have such thoughts about you..."
"Wh... What?" Wan Qian's pretty face instantly blushed and she said angrily, "I want you to see the differences between the two of us who are at the tenth layer of Foundation Establishment. What were you thinking about?"
"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Fang Yuan apologized repeatedly. This misunderstanding could be fatal.
In the end, after making such a scene, Wan Qian was no longer as calm as before when she was being looked at by Fang Yuan's serious and pure gaze.
A thought suddenly arose in her heart.
Why did he not have feelings for her?
She was clearly not bad looking...
But Fang Yuan was a little confused.
Under his careful observation, he didn't feel any significant difference between himself and Wan Qian.
If one wanted to forcefully differentiate, it would be the difference in one's state of mind.
Wan Qian's performance was a little shy and awkward. Compared to himself, she seemed to be a little lacking.
Thus, he said straightforwardly, "I am dull, please give me some pointers."
Wan Qian herself also felt that her current state wasn't right, as if she had temporarily lost the ability of being at the tenth layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage to be in harmony with nature.
She immediately changed her words and said, "Since that's the case, why don't we spar and start with the cultivation method first?"
"That's fine."
Fang Yuan agreed immediately. "Senior will attack first, I'll defend. After that, it'll be my turn to attack, and you will defend."
This was a very straightforward way to compete. One could directly see the opponent's weakness between attack and defense.
Wan Qian immediately broke off a willow branch from the side and left the excess twigs. With a wave of her hand, the soft willow branch actually produced a dull sound of rushing wind as it moved.
This power… was a little ridiculous.
Fang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and held the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod in his hand in a defensive stance.
"I'm practicing the nine-turns rod technique and it has already reached perfection. Junior, you have to be careful."
"Senior, feel free to attack. I won't cry out in pain."
Swoosh!
Wan Qian suddenly attacked.
Without any spiritual essence supporting it, the willow branch actually stood up straight and pierced towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan widened his eyes. The first thought was how his senior did it, and the second thought was to swing the rod to block it.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal colliding could be heard.
Fang Yuan turned pale with fright. This willow branch had actually become so hard in Wan Qian's hand. How much strength did she have to use to do it?
"You're too slow. If it were a real battlefield, you would already be dead."
Wan Qian snorted lightly.
Without waiting for Fang Yuan to sigh, her attack had already arrived once again.
This time, it was even faster and fiercer. Wave after wave, whether it was speed or strength, they had already reached a level that Fang Yuan could not support with just his physical body.
It seemed that senior sister wanted to stimulate the potential in his body.
Fang Yuan suddenly understood and began to calmly respond.
Along with Fang Yuan's input, Wan Qian's angle of attack also became more and more tricky.
What surprised her was that although Fang Yuan's performance at the beginning was a little mediocre, after he became serious, his speed of entering the state was extremely fast.
Many attacks that she thought Fang Yuan would never be able to block were still blocked by the worm rod.
Halfway through the fight, Wan Qian also lost her temper.
She directly threw away the willow branch and replaced it with the treasured sword that she usually used.
"Now, I will inject my spirit essence. You be careful with defense."
She no longer regarded Fang Yuan as a genius outer sect junior, but as an opponent that was on par with her.
Fang Yuan didn't say a word. He stared at Wan Qian's long sword with full concentration.
It seemed that in his world, there was only one sword and one rod left.
After adding spiritual essence, it couldn't just be treated as a sparring match.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a real match.
Although Fang Yuan's staff technique had only been cultivated to the eighth revolution and was still a step away from true perfection, he had the Bloodthirsty ability. If he encountered a move that he couldn't deal with, he could use it at any time.
Moreover, he had liquid spiritual essence to make up for the gap between the two of them.
However, Wan Qian had been in the tenth layer of Foundation Establishment for a long time, so her control over this level of strength could be said to be at the peak, especially that flying sword Gu of hers; it could always appear where Fang Yuan wasn't aware of, making it hard for him to guard against it.
If it wasn't for his many Gu worms and abilities, he would have been beaten into a pulp.
This battle of offense and defense was extremely enjoyable.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two stopped at the same time.
Wan Qian's spirit was also gradually eroded by Fang Yuan's rock-solid defense.
She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped the sweat off her face.
When she looked at Fang Yuan again, her eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.
Fang Yuan took out a water bag and drank it in large gulps, then threw it to Wan Qian, "Rest for a while before continuing?"
"Okay."
Wan Qian did not mind. She took the water bag and drank a few mouthfuls, then sat down on a stone block.
At this moment, the system bell rang in Fang Yuan's mind.
[Ding! Your Iron Skin Gu gained enlightenment during the battle, and its quality has increased, successfully evolving to Jade Skin Gu (Black Iron!)]
It had finally evolved!
Fang Yuan looked at the worm rod, feeling like an old father watching his child grow up.
Since it had already evolved into the Jade Skin Gu, then he could find an opportunity to fuse with the White Boar Gu that he had yet to subdue and evolve it again!
After resting, the two looked at each other again.
This time, it was Fang Yuan's turn to attack.
"Sorry, Senior. Take this!"
The two did not communicate much and quickly got into the mood.
Fang Yuan launched his first rod attact, and Bloodthirsty and liquid spirit essence were added to it, directly dealing the strongest blow.
With the hundred and twenty times buff, no one in the same realm could block it.
Even if it was against an Enlightenment Realm cultivator, they had to dodge!
As long as they gave way, they would lose the initiative and would be limited by Fang Yuan's continuous attacks.
Wan Qian frowned slightly. Even though she was a distance away, she could still feel the pressure from the worm rod.
She was surprised for a moment, but then she had a countermeasure.
She watched as Fang Yuan's worm rod got closer and closer. She only lightly tapped the tip of the sword on the front of the worm rod, then tapped the sword with her other hand and injected a large amount of spirit essence into it.
Fang Yuan immediately felt that the direction of his worm rod's attack had suddenly changed.
Because the force attached to the rod was too great, it was still difficult for him to control it.
Then, Wan Qian turned her body and moved the sword horizontally, blocking Fang Yuan's way forward.
If Fang Yuan still could not control himself, he would be carried forward by the force of the rod, allowing the blade to cut through his body.
Fang Yuan had no choice but to let go of the worm rod.
Seeing this, Wan Qian withdrew her sword and stood still with a smile on her face.
"I know what your problem is."
Boom!
The worm rod did not stop moving, landing on the ground and creating a deep pit.