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He clasped his fists together, and the wind from his fists, mixed with a fiery breath, blasted towards the man in black robe like a scorching sun.

A trace of solemnity flashed across the black-robed man's eyes, and he raised the long black fire blade in his hand to meet the attack.

The two forces collided, making a deafening roar.

The man in black robe was knocked back several steps, and a hint of surprise finally appeared in his eyes.

"Not bad, you can actually use the Xuan-level technique to this extent."

The black-robed man sneered and said, "However, your spiritual power has been exhausted, while I have just begun."

The black-robed man's aura suddenly surged, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

He raised his long blade, ready to deliver the final blow.

At this critical moment, a cold voice came from a distance: "Stop."

As the words were spoken, a bright sword light cut through the night sky and headed straight for the man in black.

The black-robed man's face changed, and he quickly swung his long blade to block, but was still pushed back several steps by the sword light.

Qin Huaian looked up and saw Yan Hanshuang walking slowly towards him. She was holding a crystal clear sword in her hand and her eyes were as cold as frost.

"You dare to act wildly in my territory, do you think I don't exist?"

Yan Hanshuang's tone was cold, and there was unquestionable majesty in her voice.

The man in black robe stared at Yan Hanshuang, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "You are lucky today, we will meet again later!"

After saying that, his figure turned into a black shadow and quickly disappeared into the night.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Tianming also hurriedly tried to slip away, but Yan Hanshuang glanced at him coldly: "Stop."

Yang Tianming suddenly froze in place, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

He trembled and said, "Saint, I...I was just used by him, I don't know anything!"

Yan Hanshuang sneered, raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force knocked Yang Tianming several feet away.

He fell to the ground, in a miserable state, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

"If you dare to cause trouble again next time, it won't be so simple." Yan Hanshuang said coldly.

Yang Tianming nodded repeatedly and fled in a panic, dragging his injured body.

Qin Huaian watched him leave, and felt a little more respect for Yan Hanshuang in his heart, but he also knew that her help might not be just out of kindness.

The night breeze blew by, and the courtyard returned to peace again.

Yan Hanshuang's figure looked cold and lonely in the moonlight. She sheathed her sword, turned and looked at Qin Huaian with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Qin Huaian vaguely realized that her intentions towards him were not entirely good, but rather that she intervened out of some sense of responsibility or other unspeakable purpose.

"Are you okay?"

Yan Hanshuang's tone was flat, as if he was just going through the motions.

Qin Huaian nodded, with a hint of gratitude in his tone: "Thank you for your help, Saint, otherwise I'm afraid it would not be a good ending today."

Yan Hanshuang snorted, her eyes lingered on him for a moment, and suddenly said: "If you don't have the ability, why bother to show off? It's not easy to sit at the top of the genius rankings. Do you think today's enemy is the most difficult to deal with?"

Qin Huaian heard the coldness in her words, but did not refute. He just whispered: "I understand, but some things must be fought for, otherwise there will be no future at all."

Yan Hanshuang frowned slightly, as if a little surprised by his answer, then turned and left without saying another word.

The aftermath of the battle in the air made Qin Huaian unable to truly calm down.

He returned to his room and sat cross-legged, reorganizing the contents of the Burning Yang Technique while beginning to think about the next strategy.

However, the night was not over yet.

Just as Qin Huaian closed his eyes, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the yard.

This time the footsteps were so light that they were almost imperceptible, but Qin Huaian's spiritual sense quickly captured them.

His heart tightened, and without any hesitation, he suddenly turned over and jumped up, while striking out at the door with his palm.

A slender figure flashed into the room like a ghost. Qin Huaian's palm wind just brushed the corner of the other person's clothes, and the person just smiled slightly, with a hint of joking: "Don't be nervous, it's me."

The person who came was actually Princess Lingxi.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, and she was as beautiful as a fairy in a dream under the moonlight.

But at this moment, her beauty revealed a hint of danger.

"Princess, you are visiting me late at night. What advice do you have for me?"

Qin Huaian suppressed his vigilance, his tone still respectful, but with a hint of alienation.

Princess Lingxi did not answer directly. Instead, she looked at Qin Huaian with interest: "I saw everything that happened tonight. You seem to be overestimating yourself."

Qin Huaian frowned: "If the princess is here to laugh at me, then I have nothing to say."

Princess Lingxi's smile faded slightly, and her tone turned cold: "Don't be so hasty to keep people away. I came here to remind you - the enemy tonight is just the beginning, the real crisis is behind. Moreover, this action was not planned by Yang Tianming alone."

Qin Huaian was shocked when he heard this: "What does the princess mean?"

Princess Lingxi shook her head slightly and said in a low voice: "Do you think the genius ranking is so simple? Behind this is the distribution of resources and the struggle for interests of the entire martial arts house. The black-robed man who attacked tonight was sent by the Sacred Heart Sect to test you. They seem to be very interested in the Burning Sun Art."

Qin Huaian's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Sacred Heart Church?"

Princess Lingxi nodded: "That's right. And not only the Sacred Heart Sect, the skills in your hands may have attracted the attention of more forces. Now, you are a piece of fat meat, and everyone wants to take a bite."

Qin Huaian's heart was filled with turmoil.

He originally thought that the fight tonight was just a personal grudge, but he didn't expect that it had already involved a deeper struggle for power and interests.

The secret of Burning Sun Teche has obviously become the target of these forces.

Seeing that he remained silent, Princess Lingxi spoke more slowly: "I can't help you much, but if you are willing to listen to my advice, leave here as soon as possible and find the second volume of the Burning Sun Technique. Only when you have mastered this set of skills thoroughly can you protect yourself."

Qin Huaian raised his head, his eyes firm: "I won't run away. If I retreat because the enemy is too strong, how can I talk about my future?"

Princess Lingxi was slightly stunned, then she sighed softly: "Your stubborn character is somewhat endearing. However, I still want to remind you to be careful of the actions of the Sacred Heart Cult. They will not give up."

After saying that, Princess Lingxi turned and left, leaving behind a room filled with moonlight and endless thoughts.

Qin Huaian looked at her departing back, a fiery light burning in his eyes.

He knew that he couldn't retreat and there was no way out.

The next morning, there was an undercurrent of unrest in the martial arts palace.

The little followers around Yang Tianming spread rumors everywhere, saying that Qin Huaian defeated the man in black robe with insidious means last night, and even resorted to despicable tricks to seek help from the Saint Yan Hanshuang.

These remarks quickly spread throughout the mansion, sparking countless discussions.

At the same time, Qin Huaian never left his yard.

He focused all his attention on practicing the Burning Sun Technique, while trying to find the deeper secrets hidden therein.

He vaguely felt that the second volume of the Burning Sun Art might not be far away, but hidden in some corner of the Martial Arts Mansion.

The Genius Ranking Conference will be held in three days. Qin Huaian knows that this conference will be his ultimate test when facing numerous enemies.