Chapter 8 Yu Qingyang The next day, Bi Fan arrived at the competition venue early in the morning.
Both Yu Siyan and Yu Xiaofeng were present in person.
Yu Siyan, dressed in white, looked like a fairy descending to earth, killing the male and female disciples of Qingyang Sect almost instantly.
Yu Xiaofeng is pretty and equally adorable, but compared to Yu Siyan, she is just one level behind.
Bi Fan and Jing Feng were together, and both of them were stunned.
"Brother Jingfeng, how are you and Sister Xiaofeng?"
Bi Fan suddenly asked.
"Ahem" Jingfeng was a little frightened and said: "You also know that I am more attracted to girls, and since I have been away for a long time, Yu Xiaofeng certainly doesn't have a good attitude toward me."
"Then you have to work hard.
Sister Xiaofeng is the best choice for her character and appearance.
If you miss it, you won't get another chance."
Bi Fan said with a smile.
Jingfeng sighed: "Actually, I don't like being tied down.
Let's roam freely for a few years first."
Bi Fan didn't know what to say.
He clearly felt that Yu Xiaofeng was interested in Jingfeng, but it was a pity that Jingfeng was the kind of person who was carefree and talked romantically to himself.
It would be very difficult for Jingfeng to marry up with Yu Xiaofeng, because Yu Xiaofeng likes to live a stable life, and their personalities are very different.
The competition began soon.
Today, sixteen strong men will compete in a cycle.
The winner will get three points, the draw will get one point, and the loser will get no points.
In the end, whoever has more points is the winner.
The round-robin competition, with only one hour of rest after each competition, is a huge test for those participating in the competition.
The contest is decided by drawing lots.
The one with the serial number two will fight first, and the person who draws three will also fight with the person who draws four.
Eight groups will compete at the same time.
The next round is No. 1 vs.
No. 3, No. 2 vs.
No. 4, and so on.
Everyone has to play fifteen games, and the more points the winner is.
In the inner disciples' competition for several years, the most dazzling ones were Jingfeng and Monan, while Luo Sheng and Bi Fan were both newcomers.
Because Luo Sheng has a top-grade magic weapon, the Tianyun Sword, which is extremely powerful, the call for him to win the championship is also very high.
Bi Fan drew number 2, Luo Sheng drew number 10, Jingfeng drew number 12, and Monan drew number 15.
The order of the competition was more favorable to Bi Fan, as he would not encounter the strongest players in the first few rounds.
Luo Sheng was unlucky and had to face the strongest convulsion in the second game.
Bi Fan's first opponent is No. 1.
No. 1 is named Wang Ming, who is also in the giant strength realm.
After the two saluted, the competition officially began.
Wang Ming watched Bi Fan's previous martial arts competition and was a little wary of Bi Fan.
As soon as he made a move, he would use his strongest attack.
Wang Ming used the Qingyang Fufeng Sword Technique, which was extremely fast.
Bi Fan still did not use the Purple Feather Sword, but he used the Wandering Dragon Eight Steps and the Wandering Dragon Palm.
Several Bi Fans appeared around Wang Ming and attacked Wang Ming at the same time.
Wang Ming's expression changed drastically, and he moved the sword in his hand to protect himself and did not dare to attack.
Bi Fan was so fast and could always find an opening to attack Wang Ming.
Although Wang Ming was at the same level as Bi Fan, the difference in strength was too great.
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After being hit a few times, he was defeated.
Bi Fan easily scored three points and went off to rest.
However, he was not the fastest to end the fight.
When he walked off the field, he saw that Jingfeng was already sitting on his seat recovering his breath.
Just as Bi Fan came down, Luo Sheng also achieved victory and walked down with high spirits.
Monan also achieved victory, and he looked at Jingfeng with fighting intent.
Every time Monan fought against Jingfeng, he always lost, but he never gave up.
"Brother Jingfeng, don't teach Luo Sheng too hard later, otherwise he won't dare to participate in the subsequent competition, and then I won't be able to torture him," Bi Fan said.
"No problem, I will leave him to you."
Jingfeng smiled.
The two of them didn't consume much, and they were quickly restored, chatting there.
Bi Fan was even more powerful.
While chatting, he did not forget to memorize the martial arts skills of the person competing.
As long as there are martial arts skills that he has never seen before, Bi Fan will remember them in his heart and slowly ponder them later to find a way to solve them.
It was precisely because of this, Bi Fan's talent for memory, and his constant research that his martial arts skills improved so quickly.
The first round of competition ended quickly, and there were no amazing figures.
Only Luo Sheng, Bi Fan, Monan, and Jingfeng were relatively strong.
Yu Siyan sighed: "Qingyang Sect has too few resources to attract talented people to join.
It is not easy to develop."
"If the Qingyang Sect had the wealth and wealth of the Wuji Sect, it would have developed rapidly."
Beside Yu Siyan, there was a middle-aged man with a fairy-like appearance.
His face was not very good-looking: "Bi Fan is indeed worth cultivating.
If Ling Xinya hadn't beaten him to it, I would have accepted him as my disciple."
He is Yu Siyan's father, Yu Qingyang, the master of the Qingyang Sect.
If Yu Siyan hadn't asked him to meet Bi Fan, Yu Qingyang would not have appeared on such an occasion.
"Father, we must tie Bi Fan to the chariot at Qingyang Gate.
This man's future achievements will not be easy."
Yu Siyan looked thoughtful.
Although Yu Qingyang praised Bi Fan, he was actually just perfunctory to Yu Siyan.
With the dignity of a leader, he has no time to care about these things.
He has too many things to worry about.
"Oh, he is really that powerful."
Yu Qingyang began to take it seriously.
Yu Siyan has a very high vision, and no one who can get such praise from him has appeared yet, not even Jingfeng.
"Of course, father, Bi Fan has the current level of cultivation and has been practicing for just over a year and a few months.
Moreover, his true strength is far more than just the giant strength realm."
Yu Siyan said.
"It's far more than the giant power realm, what's going on?"
Yu Qingyang was really interested.
"Intuition, you will know if you continue reading, he is still far from showing his true strength to fight."
Yu Siyan said with a smile.
Yu Qingyang said: "Okay, I'll be patient and see how evil the talents you discovered are."
"I will never let you down."
Yu Siyan was confident.
The competition continued, and Bi Fan's opponent this time was still a strong man in the giant strength realm.
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This time, Bi Fan resolved the battle faster without using the Purple Ling Sword.
"Father, how come Bi Fan is still in the realm of giant strength, but he can win easily.
His best skill is swordsmanship, which he hasn't used yet."
Yu Siyan said with a smile.
Yu Qingyang nodded and said: "Bi Fan has mastered the Eight Steps of the Wandering Dragon and the Palm of the Wandering Dragon.
It is natural that he can easily defeat the disciples of the same level."
"Father, why don't you believe it?
Let's continue watching the competition."
Yu Siyan said anxiously.
This round Luo Sheng encountered Jingfeng.
Luo Sheng had a high-grade magic weapon and thought he could defeat Jingfeng with the power of the magic weapon.
Luo Sheng overestimated the power of the magic weapon and his own strength.
From the beginning, he was beaten by the shocking wind and had no power to fight back.
"Jingfeng Jingfeng, I love you" Jingfeng was on the field, and the female disciples below were as crazy as ever.
"Luo Sheng, Luo Sheng, get out of here."
Luo Sheng was unlucky.
The battle situation was unfavorable and he was sprayed.
Yu Xiaofeng sat behind Yu Siyan and Yu Qingyang, looking at the heroic Jingfeng, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart
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