Everyone was also paying close attention as they watched Xiaomeng and Fu Nian control the water flow back and forth. As the head of Taoism and Confucianism, his cultivation is not bad, and he is much better than ordinary masters.

At this time, seeing that Fu Nian was not at a disadvantage, Feng Xiaomeng also became somewhat interested. The palm of his sword holding the sword moved slightly, and a stronger true energy was released.

It actually directly divided the water flow under its control, condensed into hundreds of water droplets, and flew out in a swipe, attacking the word "rite" condensed by Fu Nian.

Facing this sudden attack, Fu Nian felt slightly nervous and found it difficult to deal with it for a moment. However, in just a few breaths, the words of etiquette were completely shattered and turned into water splashes and fell back into the lake.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed softly, thinking that Fu Nian was going to lose.

However, at this moment, Fu Nian's eyes flashed and he drank softly. Tai'a trembled slightly and controlled the continuous surging of the lake water.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the water flow turned into the shape of lotus leaves under the swirling movement, just in time to wrap up the scattered water droplets, and then bloomed like a blooming lotus.

Such a free and easy move not only dazzled everyone watching, but also saved the defeat.

Fu Nian let out a long breath, then retracted his sword, looked at Xiaomeng and cupped his hands and said: "Knowing the sea is boundless, and asking about flowers, thank you senior for your generous teaching."

Seeing this, Xiao Meng also put the sword into its scabbard and said calmly: "The Tao is very Tao, that's right."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior."

Fu Nian replied politely and said nothing more.

At this moment, the eldest son Fusu, who had been watching the battle, stood up and walked over, applauding and saying: "Okay, today's competition is really eye-opening for me."

He was satisfied with today's competitions. He not only saw the Confucian attitude, but also enjoyed the wonderful competitions.

Zhang Han on the side asked: "Master, in this competition, who wins..."

Fusu Laughter waved his hand and said: "Being able to see such a level of competition, winning or losing is no longer important."

After saying that, he walked up to Fu Nian and said, "Mr. Fu Nian is worthy of being a Confucian in the world. His magnanimity and cultivation are truly admirable."

Fu Nian respectfully replied: "My lord, this is an unreasonable compliment. I don't deserve it. If Mr. Ye is the real master in terms of cultivation, even Master Xun would praise him very much."

Fusu's expression changed when he heard this, and then he looked at Ye Zhang and said, "I have heard my father mentioned many times that the national master's cultivation is extraordinary. I wonder if I am lucky enough to see it?"

Ye Zhang heard the words and smiled: "Since the young master has opened his mouth, let's come down and finish it."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed onto the wooden bridge, and he happened to be standing on the spot where Xiao Meng was before.

Then he saw it pointing like a sword, and wisps of true energy gathered at his fingertips, tapping away towards the water surface.

Immediately afterwards, a loud "boom" was heard, and the lake seemed to be hit by a powerful force, and the rolling waves exploded and surged upward.

This shocking scene shocked everyone. Although the competition between Fu Nian and Fu Nian just now was very exciting, it was far less shocking than the scene in front of them.

I saw the aroused water waves sweeping up from the bottom up, but in the blink of an eye, I jumped to a position several meters high, and did not fall at all. It seemed to have escaped the gravity of the earth and was frozen directly in mid-air.

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Although Xiaomeng and Fu Nian were able to control the water flow to float in the air before, they are not on the same level in terms of size. It is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task to support such a large amount of water flow.

What is even more surprising is that under the control of Ye Zhan, every wave sprayed by the lake water maintains its original state without any shaking.

Such profound skills and precise control ability are astonishing.

However, this was just the beginning, and then I saw Ye Zhan's sword finger turning slightly, and the scattered water began to gather together quickly. Under the carving of the true energy, a large group of lake water gradually appeared in outline.

shape.

After just a few breaths of time, he was kneaded into a vaguely humanoid state!

First the torso, then the limbs and head, and then the appearance and clothing gradually became clearer. Not long after, a handsome young man condensed by water appeared in everyone's sight.

As the facial features gradually became clearer, the specific appearance of the "person" was also revealed. It was not someone else, but Ye Chang himself.

No matter the facial features, appearance, or clothing, they are all the same, and even the demeanor and temperament are very similar to the original. It is hard to imagine that someone can control the unfettered water flow to such an extent.

This shows that his grasp of power has reached a quite terrifying level!

Next, under everyone's astonished gaze, a stream of water gathered in the water man's palm, then stretched, solidifying into a long sword.

He looks like an elegant swordsman, standing straight on the lake.

At this moment, Ye Zhang's sword finger moved, and the true energy in his body adhered to it through the air. The humanoid being formed by the lake water actually started to move, and its body and limbs moved with incomparable flexibility.

At the same time, the sword in his hand was swung out, and the movements were extremely smooth without any sluggishness or pause, just like a real martial arts master dancing the sword.

Under the control of the former's strong zhenqi, the movements of both the "person" and the "sword" became more natural and faster, and the sword moves changed rapidly, which was dazzling.

Seeing such a situation, Gongsun Linglong opened her eyes wide and was stunned by the scene in front of her. Even though she was eloquent, she didn't have many words to describe it at the moment. She could only say in a daze: "It's amazing."

Skill!"

Even Xiaomeng and the three heads of the Confucian School were all watching attentively. As masters, they understood what this meant even more.

"This is the unity of heaven and man..."

Xiaomeng's beautiful eyes flashed and she whispered to herself in her heart, although it seemed that he was only one step away from the realm of heaven and human beings now, this step would probably never be crossed in his lifetime.

Just like her senior brother Chi Songzi, he had already reached this level of barrier at the age of fifty, but he still could not break through after more than twenty years of hard training.

Another example is the previous head of Confucianism, Le Zhengzi, who closed the barrier of life and death at the cost of his life, but still failed in his efforts and died.

And Ye Zhang's ability to reach such a state at his current age has already surpassed countless geniuses. Even Xiaomeng's arrogance has to admit his strength and talent.
Chapter completed!