Ji Yinglan didn't believe that he would lose to the martial technique that he was most proud of. Moreover, the opponent was only at the Giant Power Realm.
Hence, Ji Yinglan launched a ferocious attack. A completely different set of Qingyang Wind Supporting Sword Art was executed. It was graceful yet strangely ruthless, it was unparalleled in its sharpness.
"Great sword technique!" Bi Fan praised.
There were a few times when Bi Fan had to execute Qingyang Floating Sword Art and Soaring Dragon Tiger Roaring Fist to save himself. If he were to execute Qingyang Wind Supporting Sword Art as well, Bi Fan would definitely lose.
This was a martial arts competition, not an exchange of pointers. Hence, Bi Fan didn't want to lose.
Moreover, during the battle, Bi Fan had to continue to secretly learn. Naturally, he couldn't afford to lose.
If he lost, it wouldn't be easy for him to witness such an exquisite Qingyang Wind Supporting Sword Art in the future.
Bi Fan's eyeballs spun, he had his own plans in mind.
Ji Yinglan was already furious. Hearing Bi Fan's praise, it sounded like mockery to him.
"Brat, don't be arrogant!" Ji Yinglan shouted. His eyes were already red.
"Willow Fluttering, Willow Leaf Flying Flower, Thousand Willow Flying Needle!" Ji Yinglan actually executed the last three ultimate moves of Qingyang Wind Supporting Sword Art.
Bi Fan also knew these three ultimate moves. However, when Ji Yinglan executed them, it was different.
The same three moves, in Ji Yinglan's hands, had many variations. Their power was doubled.
Bi Fan's expression changed slightly. His Violet Feather Sword trembled slightly. He had already changed his move.
Bi Fan executed the second form of Qingyang Floating Sword Art, Gale Sword. His Violet Feather Sword transformed into hundreds and thousands of sword shadows, clashing with Ji Yinglan's Green Bamboo Sword.
"Bang bang …" Violent clashing sounds resounded. In an instant, the two swords had already clashed no less than a hundred times.
The people below the grandstand were dazzled by what they saw. They couldn't see the specific battle situation at all.
"So strong! What an exquisite sword art! "A disciple's eyes lit up, full of envy and confidence.
"It's the same Qingyang Wind Manipulation Sword Formula, but it can be so powerful. Looks like I'll have to study it properly." A disciple who had just learned the Qingyang Wind Manipulation Sword Formula immediately made up his mind.
"Senior Brother Ji Yinglan is really amazing. He actually studied the Azure Sun Wind Summoning Sword Art to such a degree. It can even fight against the Azure Sun Floating Sword Art." This old disciple clearly knew Ji Yinglan.
"Good job, Ji Yinglan. He actually managed to comprehend the Qingyang Wind Sword Formula to such a degree. It's a pity that his talent is lacking. Otherwise, Qingyang Gate would have one more expert." Yu Qingyang sighed.
Yu Siyan was in high spirits. "Bi Fan is not bad. He will definitely become the pillar of Qingyang Gate in the future. Father will be much more relaxed then."
"I didn't dote on you in vain. You still remember to think of me," said Yu Qingyang with a smile.
Below, there was a lot of discussion. The battle on the stage was fierce.
"Boom!" With a loud sound, Bi Fan and Ji Yinglan separated.
Bi Fan's face was sweaty. He was panting and his clothes were torn in several places.
Ji Yinglan's face was tired. His whole body was like a deflated balloon.
"I lost …" After saying this, Ji Yinglan's face was ashen.
Ji Yinglan was defeated by Bi Fan. He didn't think that after using all his strength and using the technique he had studied for more than ten years, he still couldn't win against a junior brother who was weaker than him.
He knew Bi Fan. After all, Bi Fan was in the limelight at last year's Honorary Disciple Selection.
A young man who had just become an inner sect disciple not long ago defeated him with sword skills. He suddenly lost confidence in himself and even began to despair.
"Not good. Ying Lan is going to go to a dead end. He'll be crippled if he's not careful." Yu Qingyang's expression turned ugly.
Bi Fan said very seriously, "You have indeed lost, because if I didn't hold back, I could have killed you with a little more strength in my last move …"
Hearing Bi Fan's words, Ji Yinglan was already on the verge of collapse. His face was even paler.
"Damn, no way. Bi Fan is so immoral. At this time, he still wants to hurt Yinglan. No, I have to step in. Otherwise, Yinglan will really be wasted." Yu Qingyang was really anxious. He even cursed.
"Father, don't worry. Bi Fan isn't that kind of person. Ji Yinglan didn't offend him. He won't hit him when he's down." Yu Siyan quickly pulled Yu Qingyang back.
As expected.
Bi Fan continued, "However, I really admire you. You have the deepest understanding of martial arts among all the people I've met. If you continue to study, you might be able to create a set of unique skills. It will add a real unique skill to our Qingyang Gate."
"Really?" Ji Yinglan's eyes were filled with hope. His face was glowing again.
"Of course! You've already increased the power of a two-star sword skill to the same level as a three-star skill. The last three moves are not any weaker than a four-star skill. "Bi Fan said sincerely.
"But … but why did I still lose in the end?" Ji Yinglan was puzzled. He still didn't know why he lost.
Bi Fan smiled. "Because you met me. It's that simple."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bi Fan walked down the arena with large strides, and he was extremely carefree.
Looking at Bi Fan's back view, Ji Yinglan was deep in thought. He had already walked out of the shadow of failure. At least he wouldn't be a useless person anymore.
Yu Qingyang laughed dryly. He sat down and said, "Bi Fan's character isn't bad. Ji Yinglan should be fine."
"Father, you didn't believe me before. Do you believe me now?" Yu Siyan chuckled.
Yu Siyan smiled. It was like a spring breeze. It made people feel warm and energetic.
Bi Fan didn't know that Yu Siyan knew and trusted him so well. Otherwise, he would be so passionate that he couldn't control himself.
Bi Fan walked down the stage. He realized that there was another stage that was more exciting. The stage was surrounded by Qingyang Gate's disciples.
Bi Fan walked over and saw that it was Mo Nan against Jing Feng.
Mo Nan and Jing Feng were old enemies. Since the beginning of the Nominal Disciple Selection, they had been competing against each other. It was already the fourth time this year. Jing Feng won by a small margin every time.
But Mo Nan never gave up. Instead, he worked hard to catch up. The gap between them was getting smaller and smaller.
In this inner disciple competition, Mo Nan and Jing Feng were still the two most likely to be the champion. They didn't disappoint their supporters. They both maintained a winning record.
In fact, many disciples were cheering loudly, cheering for the person they liked.
"Jing Feng! Jing Feng! Champion! "
"Mo Nan, defeat Jing Feng. You are the champion …"
"Push …" A female disciple screamed. No one knew who she wanted to push, or she wanted to be pushed by Jing Feng.
Hearing this female disciple's cry, countless men were stunned. Too perverted, too violent.
Jing Feng felt cold all over his body. He was scared out of his wits.
"Jing Feng, it seems that your charm is getting stronger and stronger. You actually want to push him down." Mo Nan laughed. His eyes were filled with envy.
Jing Feng didn't want to be outdone. He said, "Your charm is so strong. More and more men are cheering for you."
"Damn! Who is that? It's because your charm is too strong. You offended all the male disciples. "Mo Nan was depressed.
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