Chapter 147 Unexpected

  As soon as Yang Fanfeng arrived at the arena, Nie Jianping took a deep breath, and a fierce and unmatched fighting spirit suddenly rose up. With one step, he left behind an afterimage and appeared on the arena!

  Yang Fan has always been low-key.

  In the Imperial New Star Hall, being able to become the leader of the White Tiger Temple was only for the sake of getting corresponding treatment and benefits, all relying on his fists and feet to fight for it. And in the ranking competition of the five major temples' top disciples, he didn't even draw his sword. That kind of battle that is restricted by rules everywhere doesn't suit his sword.

  A sword drawn will always be stained with blood!

  One hit kill!

  Li Yifeng is his most cunning brother, how could he possibly be serious?

  But Nie Jianping is not.

  He has no connection with Nie Jianping. If it were a competition in the Imperial Newcomer Hall, he would definitely admit defeat. Because he can't hold back. But now, there are no rules to restrict him, and Nie Jianping's strength excites him!

  Staring at the war intent that was crazily rising in Nie Jianping, Yang Fan's fighting desire hidden deep within his bones made him increasingly excited. However, strangely, the more excited he became, the more his aura converged, and the more ordinary he appeared.

  Just like his ordinary face!

  If the people present didn't know that Yang Fan was a top expert of Wu Zong Bang, probably no one would think he's an expert.

  On the contrary, Nie Jianping, who had never really fought with Yang Fan before, was very clear about Yang Fan's terror. Firstly, it was the terrifying sword that Yang Fan showed in the battle two days ago. Secondly, these two days of close contact made him understand that Li Yifeng was not Yang Fan's opponent.

  Li Yifeng fought with him, but lost in terms of realm.

  There is pressure, but more is excitement, the excitement from the bones, making his blood start to boil, and the aura on his body is also soaring wildly!

  Under the stage.

  Watching Nie Jianping, who was excited to the point of trembling all over but still had a calm and composed demeanor, and Yang Fan, who became more subdued and ordinary as he looked at him, Li Yifeng held his breath, his heart beating rapidly. Even he hadn't seen Yang Fan's true attack before, nor had he ever been able to take a close look at Yang Fan's treasured sword.

  Can you win over Ní Jiàn Píng?

  Li Yifeng couldn't be certain, but he could affirm that at this moment, Yang Fan's expression was the most serious one.

  Chen Huan, who was also recovering from his injuries, stopped healing and stared with wide eyes, shining with a few rays of light, holding his breath as well.

  The entire martial arts arena seemed to be infected by the eerie aura of Nie Jianping and Yang Fan, and it became unusually quiet, with only the sound of "thumping" heartbeats.

  "The game is on!"

  After both men had entered the state, Judge Hong's loud and majestic voice suddenly rang out.

  Wooooo... Oooo...

  At the moment when the sound of the sword fell, Yang Fan, who had already held his breath to the extreme, suddenly disappeared at an incredible speed. In an instant, it was as if he had turned into a wisp of clear wind. However, immediately after that, the entire arena began to experience strong gusts of wind, with the sound of howling like a storm blowing through a mountain valley, swirling within the arena's boundary. Ni Jianping's eyes suddenly narrowed, and with a loud "boom", he activated his protective aura to its limit. His heart skipped a beat in shock. He had been prepared to face Yang Fan's fierce sword attack head-on, but he hadn't expected that Yang Fan would not choose to fight him directly from the start!

  What shocked him even more was that at this moment, he couldn't lock onto Yang Fan's breath!

  "Awesome..." Chen Hao also said in extreme shock. Chen Hao clearly felt that Yang Fan's speed was not necessarily faster than Ming Hao, who had grasped spatial energy, but Yang Fan's entire aura had completely converged, as if he had merged into the air, truly becoming one with the wind. Even with his powerful soul perception, it was difficult to lock onto Yang Fan's aura.

  "The true meaning of wind!" Huang Qi exclaimed in surprise: "Yang Fan has actually approached the understanding of the true meaning of the wind attribute, awesome!"

  "What does Zhen Ti mean? Is it different from understanding the power of wind attributes?" Chen Hao asked in surprise at Huang Qi's words.

  Huang shook his head and said, "What's so surprising about grasping the wind attribute energy... The true meaning of the wind attribute is the same as the true meaning of the power you've grasped, both belong to the Heavenly Dao principles! If you can use the power of the Martial Realm to its extreme, displaying a combat strength that completely surpasses the realm, then you have grasped the true meaning of martial power, which is one of the Heavenly Dao principles. Yang Fan has almost grasped the true meaning of the wind attribute, which also belongs to the Heavenly Dao principles of the wind. When he truly grasps it, he will be the wind, and the wind will be him! Unless someone's realm surpasses his by at least one level, reaching the Martial Sage or above, they won't be able to catch his breath... This Yang Fan hasn't truly grasped it yet, but has cultivated an ultimate skill that conceals his aura, making him almost indistinguishable from those who have grasped the true meaning of the wind attribute in this wild wind. Especially when fighting against opponents of the same realm... I'm afraid Nie Jian is going to lose!"

  Clang!

  Rumble!

  As soon as the voice fell, a terrifying sound of gold and iron clashing erupted on the stage, followed by a sudden explosion. Ni Jianping's figure rolled and flew out for dozens of feet before stabilizing and landing on the ground. His face was filled with solemnity, his body hair standing on end, and cold sweat dripping down.

  Splash...

  One encounter, and the entire arena erupted. No one expected that Nie Jianping, the number one master, would be forced into such a sorry state by Yang Qi in just one move. What's more, everyone only saw a flash of sword light, without even catching a glimpse of Yang Fan's shadow.

  "Really? Yang Fan is actually so terrifying..."

  "My goodness, Nie Jianping is actually the number one master..."

  "Damn... bitch..." Li Yifeng's face was extremely weird, with a mix of excitement and depression. But one thing was certain, that Li Yifeng's current depression was no longer because Yang Fan didn't fight him to the death, but rather, he was depressed that Yang Fan had hidden so much from him.

  That material is eerie and strange beyond compare!

  Ni Jianping hastily accepted it, but Li Yifeng could sense that if he were in his shoes, he would probably find it difficult to accept.

  Ni Jianping was also lucky to have intercepted it. If not for his keen intuition sensing the great danger, and making a defensive move in the shortest time, he would have been severely injured by Yang Fan's sword.

  Yes, it is rebirth, rather than death.

  Because Yang Fan locked onto a spot slightly above his opponent's heart. Apparently, Yang Fan had no intention of killing him.

  But not dead, can only be left with a breath!

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  Ni Jianping immediately calmed down, and the yuan force around his body surged out in an instant, forming a triple-layered protective aura within a radius of three zhang. This was absolutely exhausting for his yuan force, but at this moment, he had no choice but to do so. Because he couldn't catch Yang Fan's breath at all.

  Immediately, Ni Jianping held his treasured sword in front of him, forming a tight array and waiting.

  "You lost..."

  At this moment, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and Yang Fan's figure slowly appeared ten zhang away from Nian Jianping, saying faintly.

  "Huh?" Ni Jianping was slightly stunned, with a hint of doubt, but immediately afterwards, he came to his senses and slowly sheathed the treasured sword in front of him, saying: "I lost..."

  Yes, he lost.

  Triple-layered, three-zhang-long protective aura, enough to give him ample reaction time, but how long can he hold on?

  While his breath was restrained, as if merged into the wind, Yang Fan didn't have any consumption at all, completely waiting for an opportunity to move.

  "You're very strong... honestly, I don't think I can beat you..." Yang Fan said calmly.

  "Losing is losing, don't give me an excuse. I'll challenge you!" Ni Jianping quickly regained his confidence and said firmly.

  "Welcome anytime." Yang Fan smiled slightly and floated down from the stage.

  The ending was unexpected.

  Yang Fan's ordinary face, at this moment, suddenly rose high in the eyes of everyone. No one thought that Yang Fan could defeat Nie Jianping, but he won, and won so easily.

  Late at night.

  The starry sky was shining brightly, and the cool breeze was blowing gently. Chen Huan, who possessed the so-called "undying bloodline", had intentionally suffered severe injuries, but had already recovered completely unscathed. He indeed had intentionally tied with Dantai Lian to a draw. It wasn't because he was moved by Dantai Lian's beauty, but rather that Dantai Lian was lucky and became Chen Huan's tool to strike at Ming Haohao.

  Just as Chen Hao said, he generally doesn't hold grudges. In this bloody game, no matter who kills whom, it's all a matter of course. This is the rule of the entire empire. Hate begets hate, but no one dares to take revenge on this matter. However, the conflict between Yu Minghao and Yin Fenghan with Chen Hao and Dongfang Jun has become even more intense. Yin Fenghan, that dead eunuch, had already missed his chance, and Chen Hao didn't want to let off someone he hated even more - Yu Minghao.

  So he can't show too much strength in his fight with Rindou Ran, or else Meikai definitely would have chosen to surrender, and that would be the end of it.

  But drawing with Tantai Lian is undoubtedly the best choice. Firstly, it doesn't reveal too much of my strength, and secondly, this way, Tantai Lian can gain a point. If Ming Hao wants to advance into the top five and get the Bai Chao ranking qualification, he has no other choice but to fight him. Otherwise, there won't be any opportunity...

  As long as he dares to stand, Chen Huan can kill. What kind of dog fart space energy, it doesn't pose any threat to him at all.

  But...

  Yang Fan's wind attribute true essence made Chen Hao feel a real threat.

  At this moment, Chen Huan was already sitting cross-legged on the rooftop of his residence, quietly meditating for a whole incense stick, with a clear mind and body, sensing the gentle breeze surrounding him.

  "The five elements and their derivative attributes all have a profound truth. To comprehend them, one must quietly ponder, carefully experience, and it's not just about insight, but also requires a certain amount of innate talent and opportunity. Some people may never understand in their lifetime, while others can suddenly enlighten. Even I haven't fully grasped the true essence of an attribute, otherwise, I wouldn't need to seal my own power..."

  At this time after coming back, Chen Huan asked Huang Qi about the matter at that time, and Huang Qi told him.

  Talent, opportunity, epiphany... Wind, no shadow, no shape...

  Chen Hao carefully sensed, his mind grasping the breath of the wind between heaven and earth. At the same time, the energy of the wind attribute in the five elements' spiritual roots slowly revolved around him, as if catching something, but also seeming to have understood nothing.

  Time passed minute by minute, second by second, and Chen Huan sat motionless under the night sky, contemplating.

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