C385 Fatty who hides his strength (1/2)

When the formless aura entered the sword, the aura around Fatty instantly increased by a lot, causing everyone to be amazed.

But Ye Xingchen, who was beneath the Dueling Platform, was looking very carefully. Although the formless aura flashed for a moment, Ye Xingchen realized that the formless aura was none other than the Sword Intent.

The fatty had actually comprehended the Sword Intent!

In other words, Fatty's trump card was not his fist art, but his sword art!

Thinking about it, Ye Xingchen was also very curious about Fatty. With just his fist technique, he could reach fifth place in the Newcomer Rankings. If he were to use his sword techniques, how strong would he be?

After Fatty Luo Fei used the Sword Intent, the power of this move of Sword Dance Qian Qiu's instantly increased by several times.

”Sword Dance, Qian Qiu …”

After the fatty used the Sword Intent, his aura also changed. Holding the longsword in his hand, he gave a loud shout, and directly welcomed the attack from Han Lang's body.

Everyone could see that the fatty wanted to fight Han Lang head on. Seems like he wanted to end this battle.

”Azure Sky Second Sword.” Han Lang's body that was rushing forward suddenly changed directions, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword floating in the air directly flew into his hands, he roared out and used the Cyan Cloud Second Sword once again.

In an instant, two Sword Light s with powerful auras appeared in the air. These were the Sword Light that Han Lang had unleashed.

Under Han Lang's control, the Sword Light attacked the Fatty Luo Fei, while Han Lang himself also attacked the fatty with his sword in hand.

”Hmph, since you want to end the battle, then let's end it.” Seeing Han Lang's actions, Fatty Luo Fei snorted coldly, with the support of the Sword Intent, he directly slashed towards Han Lang's sword with his sword.

The instant the two longswords clashed, the two Sword Light s in the air also collided with the fatty's longsword.

The fatty let out a cold snort. The Sword Intent quietly circulated and a frightening aura shot out from the longsword, directly enveloping the three attacks.

”Bang, bang, bang …”

Three loud bangs were heard, and immediately after, the two Sword Light s in the air shattered, while Han Lang's longsword was also split apart by the fatty. Han Lang's body was directly sent flying by the fatty, and landed on the Dueling Platform s.

When everyone saw this scene, they were completely shocked and shouted out the fatty's name.

Under the attention of the crowd, the fatty put away his sword, walked in front of Han Lang, and said coldly: ”Didn't you say you want my Spiritual Value?”

”Impossible, how is this possible? Your sword technique isn't as strong as mine at all, so why did you suddenly erupt with such powerful strength in the end?” Han Lang fell to the ground, his face pale. He did not dare believe that he, who originally had victory in his grasp, would actually be ambushed by the Fatty Luo Fei in the end.

When Ye Xingchen, who was under the Dueling Platform, saw the fatty secretly use the Sword Intent, he had already guessed the outcome of the battle.

A fatty with the Sword Intent, could definitely fix the deficiency in his cultivation level. Although Han Lang's sword arts were brilliant, but without the support of the Sword Intent, he was not Fatty's opponent.

Within the Dueling Field, the first and second year students were all shocked, and it was only after a long time did everyone finally recover from their shock.

”Haha, Fatty has really won. Let's see if anyone dares to look down on us first grade students in the future.”

”Fatty is great, he actually defeated Han Lang, he's really amazing.”

”Yet another demon-level character has appeared in the first grade. He's truly amazing.”

Everyone exclaimed in admiration, and at the same time, looked at the fatty and Han Lang who were on top of Dueling Platform.

Han Lang slowly climbed up from the Dueling Platform and gently wiped the blood trail from the corner of his mouth as he looked at Fatty Luo Fei with his scarlet eyes.

”What are you looking at? Hurry up and give me the Spiritual Value. Hahaha, I just don't know how many Spiritual Value you have.” When Fatty Luo Fei saw Han Lang's scarlet eyes, he took joy in Han Lang's misfortune.

The many students under the Dueling Platform were also shouting, asking Han Lang to hand over the Spiritual Value.

In front of so many students, Han Lang really couldn't act shamelessly. Seeing Luo Fei's incomparably loathsome face, Han Lang coldly snorted and directly threw his identity badge at Fatty.

With a thought from Fatty Luo Fei, he directly transferred the Spiritual Value that belonged to him onto his identity badge, and then threw the badge over to Han Lang.

”It's been two years since I came into Wind Spirit Academy, yet I can still find such a small Spiritual Value. I'm really too poor.” Fatty Luo Fei shook his head helplessly, his face had a look of regret, as he said loudly.

Hearing this, Han Lang wanted to shout and curse, but in the end, he endured.

”Luo Fei, just you wait, I won't let you off.” Before Han Lang left, he said these harsh words.

The Fatty Luo Fei, on the other hand, was not afraid of Han Lang in the slightest. He laughed out loud and said: ”It's fine.

Hearing these words, Han Lang, who had walked to a distance, couldn't help but stagger over as well, and then, quickly left his Dueling Field. He was afraid that if he continued listening to this, he would get angered by the fatty to the point where he vomited blood.