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Chapter 0297: Profound Sword
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Ye Fan happily stepped onto the ring, casually waved the epee in his hand, and said, "Let's get started."
Liu Yunfeng looked at him with a disdainful expression, "You can make the move first, I will give you three chances to make the move first."
"Are you sure you want me first?" Ye Fan jokingly said.
Liu Yunfeng waved his sword arrogantly and said: "Let you go first, why so much nonsense, don't you even have the courage to act first?"
Ye Fan couldn't help being happy, sighed, stopped saying anything, and walked slowly over.
The people under the ring couldn't help laughing at this scene.
"Does this man know how to fencing, what is this going to do?"
"It doesn't matter if he holds a sword. Brother Feng competes with this kind of person. Isn't he surrendering his status?"
A group of people pointed and pointed, and felt that the game was nothing to watch.
When Ye Fan walked less than three meters in front of Liu Yunfeng, Ye Fan finally raised his sword, and then slashed it diagonally.
Seeing Jianlu, Liu Yunfeng didn't hesitate to squint up and down, intending to knock Ye Fan's sword into the air.
But when Liu Yunfeng's sword touched Ye Fan's sword, Liu Yunfeng felt a huge pressure from his sword!
"Keng!!"
With a sound of metal breaking, the epee in Liu Yunfeng's hand was directly broken into two pieces, and the sword head flew out!
Ye Fan's epee was intact, and it was placed on Liu Yunfeng's neck so slowly.
For an instant, the entire fencing hall was silent, and everyone looked at the scene of Liu Yunfeng being pointed at with a sword by Ye Fan.
Liu Yunfeng's eyes widened, and a drop of cold sweat slipped off his forehead. He felt his right hand holding the sword numb.
He knew this was not an illusion. Just now, he received a powerful blow on his right hand, almost falling off the hilt!
"Well, I don't think there is any need to compare." Ye Fan dropped the epee casually, and then Shi Shiran planned to step down.
Of course Liu Yunfeng couldn't accept such a result. He hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute!"
Ye Fan paused, then turned around and asked, "Why, what else is there?"
"This is just an accident. I underestimated the enemy, and the sword was broken, it is not my problem," Liu Yunfeng said: "We have come again, this time, I will not underestimate the enemy!"
Upon hearing this, many members of the fencing club rekindled their fighting spirit and agreed.
"Yeah! It's the sword! It doesn't matter if you follow the wind!"
"Senior! Can't be careless! We support you!" some girls also shouted.
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "The sword you use is the same as mine. Why is there a problem with your sword? It's not coming... I'm not here to play children's games with you." 【Literature Building】
"This is a duel where I bet on honor and seek justice for my brothers, dare you say this is a game!?"
Liu Yunfeng became angry with embarrassment, picked up the sword that Ye Fan had dropped from the ground, and stab Ye Fan after chasing him!
When he thought of today's news, Liu Yunfeng would lose his prestige in Huahai University and be ridiculed by others, he absolutely couldn't bear it!
Ye Fan squinted his eyes, this kid really couldn't see the coffin without crying.
It's a pity that the strength gap between the two is a bit big, and Ye Fan sideways, avoiding Liu Yunfeng's thorn.
At this moment, the students in the audience could see more clearly, Liu Yunfeng attacked from behind, but Ye Fan still avoided, and the judgment was made!
Unexpectedly, a group of students shut their mouths in silence, and they realized that Ye Fan didn't win by fluke.
Liu Yunfeng continued to stab Ye Fan for several consecutive stabs, but he finally no longer concealed his strength. He suddenly released a wave of true energy, and the epee began to wander around.
"Look at the sword!"
Liu Yunfeng whirled several times, his sword swept like a whirlwind, approaching Ye Fan step by step!
This trick was used to be more fierce than ordinary fencing, and suddenly the students in the audience exclaimed again and again.
Ye Fan frowned. He had known for a long time that Liu Yunfeng had an innate zhenqi cultivation base, so he knew that Liu Yunfeng's origin was very unusual.
Unexpectedly, he actually displayed his ancient martial arts in the public, for the sake of face, instead of using fencing, but completely began to use ancient martial arts swordsmanship.
"Xuanmen Thirteen Swords... It turns out that you are from the'Xuanjian Sect', no wonder you are so horrible." Ye Fan saw this swordsmanship and finally knew the origin of this guy.
Xuan Jianzong is an ancient martial arts school of more than 300 years, majoring in swordsmanship, and has formed an alliance with the Yancheng Zhu family, one of the five famous schools.
It can be said that it is a sect, like Qinglongmen, whose overall strength barely reaches Grade A.
It is said that Xuanjianzong's swordsmanship originated from the ancient martial arts sects that had fallen, such as Qingcheng and Iron Sword.
In particular, the Xuanjian Sect has a "sword stepping technique", it is said that it can step on the sword to fly quickly, control the flying sword, and achieve a more perfect effect of human sword integration, but it is very difficult to practice.
However, although Xuanjian Sect’s swordsmanship is exquisite, Liu Yunfeng’s cultivation is not enough. The pursuit of dozens of swords can be said to dazzle the people in the audience and feel extremely cool, but in Ye Fan’s eyes, these swordsmanship It was too easy to see through, and all of them were avoided by shifting left and right.
After Liu Yunfeng finished a set of swordsmanship, he still didn't catch Ye Fan, and he was even more unsure, "Who are you? I can see that this young master is from Xuanjian Sect?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, is it really appropriate for you Xuan Jianzong to use real energy on the university campus so much?" Ye Fan smiled.
"Don't worry, no one can move me at Huahai University!" Liu Yunfeng snorted coldly, a flying body, the epee in his hand drew a row of gorgeous sword flowers, and it fell towards Ye Fan!
Seeing this exquisite sword move, Ning Zimo in the audience was shocked. He clenched his hands and regretted letting Ye Fan go up and compare it. Obviously, this was an offending figure with a Guwu background.
Ye Fan snorted slightly. Seeing this gorgeous move, he remembered the two bronze swordsmen he met in the ancient tomb.
With their unpretentious, primitive ancient swordsmanship, they can easily crack the thirteen swords of the mysterious gate.
As soon as Ye Fan thought of this, he provoked the broken sword that was abandoned by Liu Yunfeng before, and then his body stepped forward, without saying a word, stabs towards the center of a sword flower in Liu Yunfeng!
This sting, seemingly simple, but faintly carries the unique temperament of a sword, precise and weird!
"Huh!" A broken voice!
Liu Yunfeng was stiff in place, holding a sword in one hand, before he swung it down, he didn't dare to move.
Because Ye Fan's sword once again resisted his throat!
Liu Yunfeng's eyes widened. He felt like he was dreaming. He didn't even figure out why his sword moves were so easily cracked! ? For mobile users, please browse m reading for a better reading experience.