Chapter Ten Who Has Greater Charm

  Ji Yinglan didn't believe she would lose under her own proud martial skills, let alone to an opponent with only Giant Strength Realm strength.

  Then, Ji Yinglan launched a fierce attack, and a completely different Qingyang Fufeng sword technique was displayed, with a hint of cunning and ruthlessness in its elegance, sharp and unmatched.

  "Good swordsmanship!" Bi Fan praised.

  Several times, Bi Fan had to use the Qingyang Flying Sword Technique and the Dragon and Tiger Fist to save himself. If he used the Qingyang Supporting Wind Sword Technique in the same way, Bi Fan would undoubtedly lose.

  This is a martial arts competition, not a friendly spar, so Bi Fan doesn't want to lose.

  Moreover, while fighting, Bi Fan still had to continue stealing techniques, and naturally he couldn't afford to lose.

  Once defeated, it will be difficult to see such a wonderful Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique again.

  Bi Fan's eyes rolled around, and he had his own calculations in mind.

  Ji Yinglan was already angry, and when he heard Bi Fan's praise, it sounded like sarcasm in his ears.

  "Hey, kid, don't be so arrogant!" Ji Yinglan shouted loudly, his eyes already red.

  "Fengfeng pailiu, liuye feihua, qianliu feizhen!" Ji Yinglan surprisingly unleashed the last three ultimate moves of Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique.

  Three ultimate moves that Bi Fan can also use, but when Ji Yinglan uses these three moves, they are different.

  The same three moves, in Ji Yinglan's hands, had many variations added, and their power suddenly increased by a factor of two.

  Bi Fan's face changed slightly, and the Purple Feather Sword quivered slightly, changing its move.

  Bi Fan unleashed the second move of Qing Yang Piao Xue Sword Technique, Rapid Wind Sword. The Purple Feather Sword transformed into hundreds and thousands of sword shadows that collided with Ji Yinglan's Green Bamboo Sword.

  "Clang, clang..." The intense collision sounds rang out, and in an instant, the two people's treasured swords had clashed over a hundred times.

  The people below the stage can only see a blur and cannot see the specific combat situation clearly.

  "Awesome! What a wonderful sword technique!" A disciple's eyes shone brightly, filled with admiration and confidence.

  "It's the same Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual, but it can be so powerful. I guess I need to study it thoroughly." A disciple who had just learned the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual immediately made a decision.

  "Seasoning Lan Shixiong is really formidable, actually studying the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual to this extent, and can even counter the Qingyang Piaoxue Sword Manual." This old apprentice obviously knew Seasoning Lan.

  "Ji Yinglan is indeed impressive, to have grasped the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual to such an extent. Unfortunately, her innate talent falls short, or else the Qingyang Sect would have gained another powerful member." Yu Qingyang sighed.

  Yu Siyan's eyes sparkled with excitement as she said, "Bi Fan isn't bad at all. In the future, he'll definitely become a pillar of Qingyang Gate, and by then, Father will have an easier time."

  "It wasn't in vain that I loved you so much, and you still think of me." Yu Qing said with a smile.

  The debate below was in full swing, with fierce battles raging on the martial arts arena.

  "Boom!" A loud noise, Bifan and Jiyinlan separated.

  Bi Fan's face was covered in sweat, his breathing was labored, and his clothes were torn in several places.

  Ji Yinglan's face was exhausted, and her whole body seemed to have lost its energy.

  "I've lost..." As soon as she said this sentence, Ji Yinglan's face turned pale.

  Ji Yinglan was struck by Bi Fan. He didn't expect that with all his might, using the martial skills he had researched for over a decade, he still couldn't defeat his junior brother who was weaker than him.

  He knew Bi Fan, after all, Bi Fan had made a big splash in last year's disciple selection.

  It was just that a young man who had just become an inner disciple for a short time, was defeated by him with swordsmanship, and he suddenly lost confidence in himself, and even began to despair.

  "Not good, this England kid is going to get stuck in a dilemma, one misstep and it's all over." Yu Qing's face looked somewhat unsightly.

  Bi Fan said seriously: "You really lost, because if I didn't show mercy, the last move, I just added a bit of strength and could have stabbed you to death with one sword..."

  When she heard Bi Fan's words, Ji Yinglan was already on the verge of collapse, her face even paler.

  "Damn, not again! Bi Fan is so despicable, striking at Ying Lan when he's down. I have to step in or else Ying Lan will be finished." Yu Qingyang was truly furious and even cursed out loud.

  "Dad, don't worry, Bifan is not that kind of person, and Jiyinglan didn't offend him, he won't kick someone when they're down." Yusiyan hastily pulled Yuqingyang back.

  Indeed.

  "But I must say, I'm impressed by you. You're the person with the deepest understanding of martial arts that I've ever met. If you continue to study and research, perhaps you'll create a new, unparalleled skill that will be a true treasure for our Qingyang Sect."

  "Really?" Xi Yinglan's eyes showed a hint of hope, and her face regained its radiance.

  "Of course! A set of two-star sword techniques, you've already elevated its power to be on par with three-star martial skills. The last three moves' power is even comparable to four-star martial skills." Bi Fan said with a sincere expression.

  "But... but why did I still lose in the end?" Ji Yinglan wondered, he still didn't know where he had lost.

  "It's just because you met me."

  After finishing speaking, Bi Fan walked down from the martial arts stage with big strides, looking extremely proud and carefree.

  Looking at Bi Fan's back, Ji Yinglan showed a deep thinking expression. He had already walked out of the shadow of failure and would not become a waste at least.

  Yu Qingyang chuckled and sat down, saying: "Bai Fan's character is still okay, so that kid Ji Yinglan should be fine."

  "Father, don't you believe me now?" Yu Siyan said with a light smile.

  Yu Siyan's smile is truly like a spring breeze, filling people with warmth and vitality.

  Bi Fan didn't know that Yu Siyan understood and trusted him so much, otherwise he would have been overwhelmed with emotion and lost control.

  Bi Fan stepped down from the martial stage and only then discovered that there was something even more exciting than the martial stage, as the area around it was already packed with disciples of Qingyang Gate.

  Bi Fan walked over and took a look, it turned out to be Mo Nan competing against Jing Feng.

  Mo Nan and Xing Feng have been old rivals since the disciple selection, they started competing with each other from then on. This is already their fourth match this year, every time Xing Feng wins by a narrow margin.

  Maotai never gave up and instead worked hard to catch up, the gap is narrowing.

  This time in the inner door disciple martial arts competition, Mo Nan and Jing Feng were still the two with the highest chances of winning, and they did not disappoint their supporters, both maintaining a record of complete victories.

  Even many disciples cheered up, cheering for their favorite people.

  "Whirlwind! Whirlwind! Champion!"

  "Ma Nan, knock down Jing Feng, you are the champion!..."

  "Ahh!" a female disciple screamed, unsure whether someone was being pushed down or wanted to be blown away by the gust of wind.

  Upon hearing this nun's loud cry, countless men on the scene were stunned, it was too lustful and violent.

  The wind was so cold all over his body and he was frightened out of action.

  "Jing Feng, it seems your charm is getting stronger and stronger, you actually want to push him down directly." Mo Nan said with a smile, his eyes not without a hint of envy.

  Jing Feng refused to show weakness and said: "You have such great charm, more and more men are cheering for you."

  "Damn it! Who's fault is that? It's because of your great charm, you've offended all the male disciples!" Mo Nan was extremely depressed.