Chapter Seventy-two Showing Off

  The lottery has started, and Bifen has been praying all along.

  Finally, Bi Fan was lucky and drew his lucky number twelve.

  This afternoon is the last round of competition, after which there will be a one-day break tomorrow, and then those with the same score who have not competed will compete to determine the winner and facilitate ranking.

  The martial arts competition proceeded in groups, with Ji Yinglan going up first and encountering Dongfang Zifeng of the Dongfang family.

  Don't look at Dongfang Ziyu as a woman, her strength is not weak and extremely fierce.

  The weapon of Touhou Shou is a large sword, which is quite mismatched with her slender body.

  Dongfang Zifeng was able to wield it with ease, and even defeated Ji Yinglan in a miserable state, ending the battle in less than ten minutes. In the end, Ji Yinglan lost.

  "Are all the Eastern families violent? The Dongfang brothers are fond of chopping people with watermelon knives, they're extremely ferocious. Is Dongfang Zifeng also like this? Are they genetically flawed?" Xingfeng laughed and said.

  "Brother Jingfeng, you should ask Dongfang Canglong or Dongfang Zifeng about this matter." Bi Fan shook his head with a bitter smile.

  "Let's just forget it then," Jingfeng said. "The Eastern Qing Long brothers hate it the most when people bring up their family matters."

  "You're friends with Dongfang Qinglong, huh? He's really something else, and to this day he's only lost one match... and that was against Xuanwuyi." Mo Nan said in surprise.

  Jing Feng said, "In the past, I, Bi Fan brothers, and Cang Long brothers three people together ventured into the Demon Realm and became good friends. At that time, Dong Fang Cang Long's strength was not very strong, and the situation afterwards is most clear to Bi Fan brothers."

  "Cang Long brothers are indeed very strong. Apart from Xuan Wuji and me, it's difficult for others to defeat him steadily." Bi Fan said.

  "I knew you'd be full of hot air..." Luo Sheng said coldly.

  Finally got the chance, Luo Sheng must ridicule and mock him.

  Bi Fan didn't take his words to heart and continued, "There's also Xuan Yuan Xiao Yu, I couldn't see through her strength either, perhaps she has the power to defeat Dong Fang Cang Long."

  It was soon Mò Nán's turn for the martial arts competition. Mò Nán wasn't very lucky, as he encountered Xuányuán Yún.

  Xuanyuan Yun's performance was also good, but he lost two games after all.

  "Mo Nan brothers, we must defeat Xuan Yuan Yun, can't let Wuji Sect's people get too good results." Jing Feng said.

  "Don't worry, I still have some confidence in dealing with Xuan Yuan Yun." Mo Nan was full of self-confidence.

  Xuanyuan Cloud no longer has a magical pet, but Mochen still has confidence.

  Standing on the martial arts stage, Xuan Yuan Yun and Mo Nan glared at each other with anger in their eyes. The hatred between Qing Yang Gate and Wu Ji Sect grew deeper, causing disciples of both sects to glare at each other as soon as they met.

  "Mo Nan, I will defeat you. After defeating you, we both lost two games, but since I have beaten you before, I will be ranked above you." Xuan Yuan Yun said with a smile.

  "Is that so? You want to defeat me? You're not even qualified." Mo Nan said coldly.

  "Two Forms Sword Style!"

  Sword energy crisscrossed, and a cross-shaped sword energy quickly struck towards Mo Nan.

  "Unsheathe the sword and conquer the world!"

  Mo Nan directly displayed his ultimate move, his treasured sword pointing to the sky, its sword energy like a startled swan, slashing towards Xuan Yuan Yun's emitted sword energy.

  "Hum!" The sword energy collided, and Xuan Yuan Yun's sword energy was shattered.

  Mo Nan was even more outstanding, his sword aura even more sharp and fierce.

  Ma Nan stepped forward step by step and launched a quick attack.

  The sword asks for supremacy under the heavens, as if an emperor's arrival, with an aura like a rainbow, suppressing all the heavens.

  Xuanyuan Yun was suppressed by Mo Nan's aura and couldn't catch his breath, only able to exert 70-80% of his actual strength.

  However, Xuan Yuan Yun did not give up and instead applied what he had learned.

  The disciples of Wuji Sect are all filled with pride and do not allow themselves to admit defeat. No matter what, they have a strong will to win.

  Especially when facing strong enemies from opposing sects, Xuan Yuan Yun was even less willing to admit defeat easily.

  Xuanyuan Yun's two-instrument sword technique had been refined to perfection, and when unleashed, countless sword energies continuously shot out, threatening to engulf Moshan.

  Mo Nan was no weakling either, his swordsmanship spread out across the land, who could match his majestic aura, waves of sword energy rippled out, completely blocking Xuan Yuan Yun's attacks.

  Before they knew it, the two had exchanged over a hundred moves, and Mo Nan had already gained the upper hand.

  Xuanyuan Yun was still gritting his teeth, Mo Nan didn't care about anything, and launched a fierce attack, getting more and more ferocious, eager to knock Xuanyuan Yun down.

  "Mo Nan brothers are really good, they will definitely win!" Jing Feng said.

  "It's good that everyone worked together and killed those demonic pets from the Wuji Sect." Ji Yinglan said.

  Xuanyuan Yun muttered in a dark tone: "If my demonic pet were still here, how could I fear Mo Nan?"

  Mo Nan's attacks were getting fiercer and fiercer, Xuan Yuan Yun was somewhat afraid, because he had already been pressed to the point of being out of breath.

  "I... I give up..." No matter how hard Xuan Yuan Yun tried, he ultimately had no choice but to admit defeat.

  "Xuanyuan Yun, now you can be left far behind in ranking by me." Mo Nan said with a smile.

  "Hmph!" Xuan Yuan Yun's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he turned to leave with a flick of his sleeve.

  Mo Nan returned to the Ya room, and everyone congratulated him.

  There are not many people who can only lose one game. Mo Nan's ranking in the Jiuyou Pinyin Dragon Ranking Competition should be quite high.

  Mo Nan also seemed very happy, in fact he didn't think he would get such a good result, it can be said that his luck was really not bad.

  Due to the great consumption of the martial arts competition in the morning, Jingfeng has not fully recovered and only restored **% of his strength.

  It's almost time for Kyorin's turn in the martial arts competition. Kyorin looks a bit tense, he is afraid of meeting an opponent who is too strong.

  With his current state, he is no match for a strong opponent like Wang Feng or Hong Yuntian.

  "Good luck, Blazing Wind!" Bi Fan patted Blazing Wind's shoulder.

  "Don't worry, as long as it's not Xuan Wuji, and with you this little pervert around, I'm fine." Jingfeng said with a smile.

  "Really? If you were to encounter the Cang Long brothers, would you have a surefire way to win?" Bi Fan asked discontentedly.

  "Cang Long brothers are also a bit perverted, anyway, everyone who is with you is perverted."

  "Number ten hurricane, number ten Zhao Yun flies. Please come on stage."

  "Jingfeng brother, you're really lucky. Zhao Yunfei's strength isn't that great. If you can't handle him, it'll be a loss of face for our Qingyang Gate." Bi Fan said with a smile.

  "It's guaranteed to be no problem." The storm subsided.

  Jing Feng was injured in the morning but his injury is not serious.

  They went up onto the martial arts platform, and the judge announced the start of the competition.

  Zhao Yunfei suddenly said: "Jing Feng brothers, your Qingyangmen strength is very good, especially you, Bi Fan and Mo Nan, all of whom are admired by people."

  "Yunfei brothers, what do you mean?" Jingfeng was somewhat bewildered.

  It's obviously a martial arts competition, why bring up family matters?

  "It doesn't mean anything, I just want to make friends with you guys." Zhao Yunfei smiled.

  Zhao Yunfei is very sincere and doesn't seem to be joking.

  The surprise was even more astonishing, and he was frowning in deep thought.

  "I concede defeat." Zhao Yunfei said loudly.

  "Yun Fei brothers, this friend we have made," said Jing Feng.

  The two of them walked down from the martial arts platform, but they didn't give people the impression that they were very close, and each went their separate way.