Chapter Fourteen: Confrontation Under the Stage
"Hmm..."
Breathless with a big mouth, sitting under the rostrum, still somewhat frightened and unsettled.
Bi Fan slowed down one step and arrived beside Jing Feng.
The stands were packed with people, those female disciples shouldn't be able to chase after us now.
"Hah..." Bi Fan let out a deep breath and said, "Surprise Wind big brother, your charm is getting greater and greater. You should hurry up and settle down, otherwise scenes like today's will keep happening."
"It's hard to say for sure, let's just forget it." Jingfeng shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Are you blind? Really... Little Feng is such a good person, and you want to give up on her?" Bi Fan said.
Jing Feng sighed: "Yu Xiao Feng is indeed good, but can she tolerate me continuing to be free for a few more years?"
The topic has returned to its starting point, and Bi Fan didn't know what else to say.
Mo Nan and Luo Sheng arrived one after another, with Luo Sheng still being as arrogant as ever.
Today, Ling Xinyue and Yu Qingyang have both arrived, and they came together. The people sitting with them are all powerful figures from the Qingyang Gate, such as elders.
Bi Fan searched everywhere and finally found Yu Siyan and Yu Xiao Feng. He was excited and full of fighting spirit.
"No matter what, I must win the championship, I cannot let Miss Siyan down."
Jing Feng stood beside Bi Fan and saw that his eyes were shining brightly, looking a bit surprised. He saw that Bi Fan seemed to have fallen into deep thought, so he didn't disturb him.
The martial competition began soon, and Bi Fan's first opponent was a strong warrior at the peak of the Giant Power Realm, named Yang Long.
Yang Long's strength can only be considered as above average. He had watched Bi Fan and Ji Yinglan's duel, and knew he was no match for them.
However, Yang Long did not give up and still went on stage to participate in the martial arts competition.
"My name is Yang Long, nice to meet you."
Yang Long's idea was simple, he just wanted to spar with a strong opponent to improve his skills.
Moreover, they were all in the realm of Gigantic Power. Yang Long's boundary was higher than Bi Fan's. He really wanted to know how Bi Fan had defeated Ji Yinglan. Only by experiencing it personally would he have any epiphany.
"Bi Fan, you entered the sect later than me, but your strength is far greater than mine. I came to fight with you only to learn some experience." Yang Long said with a smile.
He was afraid of Bi Fan's heavy hand, so he spoke out his own purpose first.
"I'll definitely make your wish come true." Bi Fan revealed a sly smile, thinking to himself: "Since someone is delivering themselves to me for abuse, I have no reason to refuse."
Yang Long displayed the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique, which is a martial skill that most of the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect cultivate.
Bi Fan did not use the Zi Feng Sword, instead he used the You Long Ba Bu and the You Long Palm.
Bi Fan was very fast, and Yang Long was surrounded by Bi Fan's afterimages, yet he still hadn't been hit.
Yang Long, in order to personally experience Bi Fan's ferocity, has now become a sandbag and is being beaten very badly by Bi Fan.
Fortunately, Bi Fan knew his limits and did not truly harm Yang Long.
For a while, Yang Long held a long sword, but it became a burden, and he was beaten by Bi Fan's chubby.
He struck Yang Long with dozens of palm strikes before Bi Fan finally withdrew his hand.
Yang Long stumbled forward, staggering a few times before regaining his footing.
"Bì Fán, I've had enough of you... You're really too much..."
Bi Fan knew what Yang Long was going to say and hastily opened his mouth to stop him: "Yang Long, brother, admit it, your strength is not bad."
After finishing speaking, Bi Fan walked down from the martial arts stage with big strides.
Looking at Bi Fan's back, Yang Long was extremely depressed: "My strength is not bad? Isn't this sarcasm towards me. I... beat me up like this and still sarcastically remark about me."
Yang Long also said self-inflicted misery, can only be depressed and walk down from the martial arts stage.
Bi Fan stepped down from the martial stage, and Jing Feng had already ended the battle.
Jing Feng laughed and said: "Bi Fan brothers, I didn't expect you to have a sadistic tendency, it seems that in the future we should keep our distance."
"It's that kid who asked for it himself, can't help it, I'll just waste some punches and kicks then. Alas." Bi Fan shook his head with a wry smile, looking like he was at a disadvantage.
"Next time, you might really want to get beaten up?"
"This one is even more abusive, so I won't go easy on him. I just found out that beating others feels pretty good, and of course, I want to continue." Bi Fan's face revealed an evil smile.
Jing Feng saw Bi Fan's sly smile and couldn't help but feel a silent sorrow for Luo Sheng.
Luo Shou was surrounded by several inner disciples, who were all flattering him.
"Lu Sheng, this time you have the Tianyun Sword, you will definitely be able to beat Bi Fan so badly that he'll be searching everywhere for his teeth."
"That is, Lao Da's strength is stronger than Bi Fan's, and with the Tian Yun sword in hand, winning is still an easy task."
Luo Sheng smiled and said: "I have another killer move, I want to make Bi Fan unable to leave the martial arts arena alive."
Immediately, Luo Sheng's eyes turned icy cold, staring at Bi Fan as if he wanted to devour him.
"Great Elder, what do you think of Bi Fan?" Yu Qingyang suddenly asked.
The status of Da Zhang Lao is similar to that of Vice Sect Master Ling Xing Ya, so he naturally sits beside Yu Qing.
The elder narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Bi Fan, last year's first place in the named disciple selection, strength is okay."
"Is your strength okay?" Ling Xinyue said coldly: "Do you know that Bi Fan and your grandson Luo Sheng have a martial arts duel appointment?"
"I don't care about these little guys' business, let them stir up trouble on their own." Luo Xiao Tian had an air of being above it all.
Ling Xinyue said: "Not caring about Xiao's affairs, you even gave the Tianyun Sword to Luo Sheng, what is this if not caring? What would be considered as caring then?"
"Ling Vice Gate Master, I'll give the unused magic treasure to my own grandson. Shouldn't need to report anything to you, right?" Luo Xiao Tian and Ling Xin Yue never got along anyway, so there was no need for any further conversation.
Ling Xinyan coldly snorted: "I naturally can't interfere, but I hope that later in the martial competition, you won't go and intervene."
"This should be what I say, hoping you don't interfere with the upcoming martial arts competition. I know you're worried about your disciple Bi Fan, but there's no need to entangle me in this matter." Luo Xiao Tian obviously had full confidence in Luo Sheng.
"Alright, stop arguing and watch the martial arts competition carefully, it's about to begin." Yu Qingyang saw that both sides were quarreling and felt helpless.
"Lu Sheng! Defeat Bi Fan, kill him..." Lu Sheng's gang of friends cheered loudly.
Because Luo Sheng is the grandson of the Great Elder, there are quite a few disciples who support him, and their voices are very loud.
Luo Sheng raised his hands high and waved them continuously, especially at those female disciples.
Luo Sheng likes to show off and wouldn't let such a rare opportunity slip away.
Moreover, Luo Sheng looked at Bi Fan and made a beheading motion, extremely arrogant.
Bi Fan naturally saw it, but he didn't pay attention and strode towards the martial arts stage.
Everything is false, whoever laughs last is the winner.
Moreover, Bi Fan didn't like to show off, so he walked up onto the martial arts stage with big strides just as he normally would.
Bi Fan's consecutive victories have already won him recognition from many of the Qing Yang Men disciples.
So when Bi Fan went on stage, there were many people cheering him on, which gave him a few more points of confidence.
