Chapter 9 Do you like him?
Lu Sheng's cheeks were already sweating, extremely tense.
Those shouting voices put a lot of pressure on him, he can't be as carefree as Mànán and Jīngfēng.
"Brat, you're fighting me and yet you dare to be distracted? You're really looking for death." Xing Feng sneered in his heart.
Jīng Fēng's current weapon in hand has changed, it is a mid-grade treasure spear, the entire body is cast from crimson gold, heavy and overbearing to the extreme, Jīng Fēng still calls it Bào Wáng Shén Qiāng (Overlord Divine Spear).
The Tyrant's divine gun is dancing, shining with golden light, and its powerful aura is overwhelming.
Although Luo Sheng possessed a high-grade treasure, he couldn't exert its power at all, completely wasting it.
The two fought fiercely, and Luo Sheng was getting more and more disheveled, on the verge of defeat.
"Get out!" The Stormwind Gun swept horizontally and directly pushed Luo Sheng out.
He grasped the strength of his palm very well and did not hurt Luo Sheng, so that he could still play later.
Jing Feng glanced at Bi Fan, meaning to say, I've already fulfilled my promise.
Bi Fan nodded and gave Luo Sheng a cold smile.
Jingfeng takes the win, and there's another round of cheers, those female disciples are going wild.
As for the male disciples, most of them are jealous of Xing Feng and are all drinking vinegar.
He walked down from the stage with a calm face, he was already used to it.
Mengnan also quickly gained victory, and it was an absolute advantage.
In addition, several disciples who had reached the Transformation Realm also achieved victory.
Yu Qing watched the martial arts competition silently, nodding and shaking her head from time to time.
Yu Siyan has no interest in anyone else and only values Bi Fan, even she herself can't make it clear.
Of course, Yu Siyan definitely didn't like Bi Fan's way of thinking, she had never thought about it from that aspect.
Many outstanding talents pursued Yu Siyan, but she didn't consider emotional matters and rejected all her pursuers.
Handsome shouldering heaven near water tower platform first get moon, unfortunately still can't kiss fragrance, Jade thought swallow to him always also not cold not hot.
Bi Fan was already doing quite well, at least Yu Siyan still occasionally pointed him in the right direction.
Of course, Bi Fan didn't know, otherwise he would have thought wildly and been too excited to sleep.
After resting well, the third round of martial arts continued.
Bi Fan passed the test and defeated the generals in every battle, achieving victory each time.
In one of them, Bi Fan encountered an opponent in the Transformation Boundary stage, which made Bi Fan work hard.
The disciple's name is Ji Yinglan, and she is a direct disciple of Yu Qingyang.
Ji Yinglan was not very old and could enter the Transformation Realm, which made her a talented person. She just wasn't as dazzling as Xing Feng and Mo Nanyao.
Ji Yinglan's duel with Bi Fan was of great concern to Yu Qingyang.
Yu Qingyang said, "Ji Yinglan's innate talent is not particularly high, but he cultivates diligently and is extremely persistent. He has only cultivated the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual, and his understanding of it is even deeper than some of the elders. Considering Bi Fan's superiority over him, as well as the difference in their realms, who do you think will win between the two?"
"Bi Fan will definitely win, it's definitely Bi Fan." Yu Siyan said with great certainty and determination.
"Oh, so confident?" Yu Qingyang was slightly surprised.
Actually, Bi Fan's strength is quite good, but Yu Qingyang still doesn't think highly of Bi Fan because he understands Ji Yinglan better.
"Dad, let's make a bet. If Bi Fan wins, you have to promise me that from now on, no matter what happens, you'll fully support Bi Fan, even if he goes against the Great Elder Luo Xuan Tian." Yu Siyan said.
Yu Siyan knew that she was not often in Qingyang Mountain, and also knew that Bi Fan and Luo Sheng were not on good terms. She first gave Bi Fan a heads up, so that things would not go out of her control.
If it's because Bi Fan had a falling out with Luo Xiao Tian and abandoned him, Yu Siyan will find it difficult to make amends later on. She is also considering Qing Yang Gate's interests.
"Alright! I accept this bet. If Ji Yinglan wins, you will stay at Qingyang Gate for another month and keep your old father company." Yu Qingyang said with a smile.
"It's settled then!" Yu Siyan revealed a triumphant smile.
Bi Fan and Ji Yinglan's martial duel has officially begun. The opponent is a strong practitioner of the Transformation Realm, so Bi Fan does not dare to be careless and finally takes out the Zi Feng Sword.
With the Zifeng sword in hand, Bi Fan's heroic spirit is bursting forth, and he is indeed a heroic figure.
Ji Yinglan, as a disciple of Yu Qingyang, uses a mid-grade artifact sword called Qingzhu Sword.
The Qingtong Sword is forged from a special type of bamboo called Ziqing Bamboo, which can only be found on the Qingyang Mountain. The material selection must be over 1,000 years old to forge a sword that is worthy of being a treasure.
The purple-green bamboo-cast green bamboo sword is light and tough, very suitable for displaying the Qingyangmen sword technique.
With a light and airy green bamboo sword in hand, Ji Yinglan's entire being became ethereal. The Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique was unleashed, with clouds thin and wind gentle, appearing effortless yet concealing a deadly intent.
Bi Fan still had his first sight of such a wonderful Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual, he himself had a deep understanding of the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual and was somewhat self-satisfied, but compared to Ji Yinglan, the difference was not worth mentioning.
Bi Fan was in no hurry to win this time, and similarly used the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual. In critical moments, he used the Qingyang Piaomiao Sword Manual to save himself.
Bi Fan began to steal the moves, and every time he saw a clever move, he couldn't help but praise in his heart: "This is amazing! The Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique can actually be used like this, its power has increased by several folds."
Bi Fan had already forgotten that this was a martial arts competition, and he was learning as he went along. He only saw that the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique he was using had begun to undergo some changes, and these changes were extremely subtle. In some places, they even surpassed those of Ji Yinglan.
It turned out that after Bi Fan remembered it, he also came up with many new variations by analogy.
No matter how fiercely Ji Yinglan attacked, Bi Fan could always defend against it.
On the contrary, Ji Yinglan was increasingly surprised to find that Bi Fan's Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique was becoming more and more exquisite, and even had some places where he could counter his changes.
It is worth noting that Ji Yinglan has been studying Qingyang Fufeng Sword for nearly twenty years, and now he has achieved what he has today, which is his greatest pride.
Ke Bi Fan's initial display of Qing Yang Fu Feng Sword Technique was quite ordinary, only slightly better than that of an average disciple.
Not long after they engaged in battle, his swordsmanship surprisingly continued to improve, becoming more and more exquisite, gradually catching up with Ji Yinglan.
How could this not make Ji Yinglan shocked and terrified, he didn't even dare to believe his own eyes.
Yu Qingyang and Yu Siyan's eyes were both shining with excitement, Yu Siyan smiled and said: "I didn't expect Bi Fan's learning ability to be so strong, his comprehension is also fierce, he actually stole the skills during the martial arts competition."
"This child is indeed extraordinary and deserves to be nurtured with great effort." Yu Qingyang said.
At this moment, Yu Qingyang has truly recognized Bi Fan and decided to strongly support him.
Yu Siyan saw Yu Qingyang finally accept Bi Fan, looking very happy, revealing a rarely seen smile.
Yu Qingyang noticed Yu Siyan's change in expression and said: "Siyan, you wouldn't have fallen for that little brat, would you?"
"How is that possible?" Yu Siyan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and she cried out in surprise: "Father, didn't I say before? I don't care about emotional things, I just want to focus on cultivating."
"There's no best!" Yu Qingyang rolled her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

