Chapter Nineteenth: Unwavering Confidence in Victory

  Bi Fan finally finished his cultivation, opened his eyes and saw Yu Siyan and Yu Xiaofeng sitting beside him, their beautiful big eyes staring at him without blinking.

  Yu Siyan and Yu Xiaofeng were both very close, Bi Fan could smell a faint fragrance.

  Suddenly, Bifan's face turned red and his heart beat much faster.

  "Are you all right?" Yu Siyan asked with a hint of concern in her eyes.

  "It's nothing." Bi Fan shook his head directly, his heart was very panicked.

  "It's nothing, I thought you were seriously injured when Luo Sheng beat you on the martial arts stage and made you spit blood. It seems like you were just pretending." Yu Siyan seemed to have seen through Bi Fan.

  Bai Fan was extremely embarrassed and dryly said: "No, I'm really hurt, it's just that the injury isn't serious."

  Actually, Bi Fan's injury wasn't light, it's just that his recovery ability is particularly strong, plus the effect of the Dual-Colored Qilin Lotus, so he was able to recover almost completely in such a short time, without affecting the subsequent battles.

  "Is it? Then hurry up and get ready, the martial arts competition is about to start soon." Yusiyan said.

  After finishing speaking, Yu Siyan and Yu Xiaofeng left. Before leaving, Yu Xiaofeng stared at Jing Feng for a moment.

  Yu Xiaofeng was there, and suddenly became mute, and didn't say a word.

  Yu Xiao Feng walked away, and Xing Feng laughed: "Bi Fan brothers, didn't expect that the young lady would be so worried about you."

  "What's wrong with that? I was also a disciple of Yu Nuofeng in the past, and it's normal for Miss Siyan to come and ask about it." Bi Fan said hastily.

  Everyone was tense, and their faces turned even redder.

  "Come on, Bi Fan brothers, don't try to deny it anymore. You can see how tense you are, and your bright red face has already given you away." Xing Feng said with a smile.

  "I won't tell you anymore, the martial arts competition is about to begin." Bi Fan stood up and hastily escaped to the martial arts arena.

  "Could it be that Bì Fán really likes Miss Sī Yàn? That's a big challenge." Jīng Fēng laughed out loud.

  This round, Bi Fan's opponent was a disciple of the Giant Power Realm. The man looked very excited when he saw Bi Fan.

  "Bi Fan Shixiong, I'm not here to compare martial arts with you, I just want to have a few words with you, can I?" The man's face was full of hope.

  "Alright, what do you want to say?"

  "I'd like to say... Bi Fan Shixiong, you were too powerful just now. I admit defeat." The man finished speaking and surprisingly turned around and walked down from the martial arts stage.

  "Bi Fan wins!"

  Bi Fan was speechless and won the martial arts competition just like that.

  "Unbelievable, Xiao Yang actually admitted defeat directly, just now he said he wanted to have a fierce battle with Bi Fan for 300 rounds."

  "Xiao Yang went up and said something, but he insisted on going up again."

  "He's come down, just ask him and you'll know."

  This round, Bi Fan was the first to end his fight. He wanted to see Xing Feng's match, but found that Xing Feng had also ended his match and walked down from the arena with ease.

  "Bi Fan brothers, I didn't expect you to be faster than me! I thought I was the first one down." Jing Feng said in surprise.

  "I just got lucky, and he actually conceded directly." Bi Fan said with a smile.

  Jing Feng said: "That one match will be our showdown on the same stage, I definitely won't hold back."

  "I won't show any mercy either, I must win the championship!" Bi Fan said with a loud and clear voice.

  "I'm going for a second consecutive title, and I won't let you have it." Jing Feng said seriously.

  The competition has been going on so far, and only Biwu and Jingfeng have maintained their undefeated record. The championship will only be produced between them.

  Both of them shot out piercing glances, staring at each other, their auras constantly rising.

  "Look, Jing Feng and Bi Fan have already started competing fiercely. The champion will be produced between them this time. It seems that the next round of martial arts competition will be very wonderful." A disciple said loudly.

  At this moment, many disciples of Qingyangmen noticed Jingfeng and Bifan, and they began to discuss who would win the final victory.

  Yu Qingyang asked Ling Xinyue: "You say Bi Fan and Jing Feng, who can win the final victory?"

  "It's really hard to say, Jingfeng has mastered the Tyrant King Gun technique to the point of perfection, and few can match him. He is one of the most talented disciples of Qingyang Gate in recent years. Bi Fan has grown rapidly, but after all, his cultivation time is short, and it's likely to be difficult for him to defeat Jingfeng." Ling Xinyue said.

  He is very familiar with both Bi Fan and Jing Feng, speaking fairly without taking sides.

  "Hehe, that's not necessarily true. If Bi Fan can defeat Luo Sheng after he took the Nine Turns Inverse Heaven Pill, it's also possible for him to beat Jing Feng." Yu Qing said with a smile.

  The people sitting around Yu Qingyang were all high-ranking officials of the Qingyang Gate. They were all shocked when they heard Yu Qingyang's words.

  Yu Qingyang has never praised anyone before, but this time he actually values Bi Fan so much, it seems that Bi Fan is indeed a true genius.

  Since Yu Qingyang values Bi Fan highly, Bi Fan's status in the Qingyang Gate will likely become higher and higher in the future. It is possible that he may even become the successor to the gate master position.

  Those high-ranking officials of Qingyangmen each began to think about how to get along well with Bi Fan.

  Bi Fan has not grown up yet, so it's best to get along with him now.

  Bi Fan and Jing Feng stood facing each other for a moment before walking shoulder to shoulder back to the viewing platform, where they both sat down in meditation to adjust their states.

  The upcoming martial arts competition was extremely important for both of them, so they were both focusing on their meditation training, neither daring to slack off in the slightest.

  Both of them made up their minds to win the championship.

  Don't look at them as good brothers in daily life, but in this kind of thing, they will put aside personal feelings.

  Actually, Bi Fan, Jing Feng and Dong Fang Qing Long are all the same type of people. They all have great willpower and determination to become the strongest, that's why they get along well.

  Before they knew it, an hour had passed and Bi Fan and Jing Feng had both rested for a full hour before walking onto the martial arts stage together.

  "Bifei brothers, I must defeat you, I can't lose to you so quickly." said Jing Feng.

  Bai Fang grew up too fast and faced great pressure. It's like a race, the one who runs in the front often faces greater pressure.

  Bi Fan's talent was far beyond Jing Feng's, but Jing Feng refused to give up. He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would always be in the lead.

  "Jingfeng big brother, I also have the confidence to win, because I want to surpass you. You are not my goal, my goal is those genius figures of the nine major sects." Bi Fan said.

  "Alright! No matter who wins, we'll both venture out into the outside world together from now on."

  "Of course!"

  The two men made a gentleman's agreement.

  "The martial arts competition begins!"

  The judge had just made his announcement when both men launched their attacks at the same time.

  The Tyrant's Divine Gun, wherever the divine gun points, it is sharp and unmatched.

  Qingyang Fufeng Sword Manual is becoming more mature day by day. The cloud is light and the wind is gentle, but the killing intent is lurking everywhere.

  Both of them used their ultimate moves as soon as they started, it's clear that both of them want to win.

  The Tyrant's divine gun has great power and a wide range of attacks. When it is unleashed, the surrounding area within three meters is all within its attack range.

  The Zi Wing Sword is a slender sword, about 1.2 meters long, and Bi Fan can only use his sword energy to attack the Storm if he is not close enough.

  An inch longer is an inch stronger; an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous.

  Jīng Fēng was extremely sharp and had a wealth of actual combat experience, making the most of the Tyrant's divine gun's advantages, not giving Bi Fan any chance to get close.

  The battle has just begun, and Jingfeng has taken the upper hand, with Bifan only able to defend passively for the time being.