Defeating Ye Xinglan, Shattering Her Pride, and Comforting Her

Once she was truly seated, Wu Yang Jin held her Stargod Sword in her left hand.

Finally, she stopped pointing at Ye Xinglan, just centimeters away from her throat.

Then, the Ice Shard on his right hand had already faded away, because at this point, there was no need to be on guard anymore.

Ye Xinglan herself had no fighting spirit at this moment, and she and Wu Yang Jin locked eyes.

Then, she didn't lower her head, even though she wanted to, but her eyes were already somewhat lifeless.

She didn't know what kind of person Wu Yang Jin was, and didn't know that he was somewhat of a cheat.

I'm so unwilling to accept this...

Humiliation? There was no humiliation, Ye Xinglan knew, and the other party did not humiliate her either.

At this moment, since the other side has won, everything is up to them.

Moreover, from the very beginning of their encounter, to getting the other party to pay, to provoking a contest, and finally losing, everything was a mess.

All of these things, in short, are their own problems.

Are you feeling wronged? Sad? Helpless?

Ye Xinglan, at this moment, it's unclear what she's thinking, but she's certainly experiencing a mix of emotions.

Back to the game, at this point, the referee didn't call a stop, and we don't know why.

In short, Ye Xinglan sat on the competition stage with a blank look in her eyes and a thousand thoughts in her mind.

Then, he saw that Wu Yang Jin suddenly sat down, right across from her.

Then, after Wu Yang Jin sat down, he just looked at Ye Xinglan, seemingly lost in thought.

"Give."

Wu Yang Jin said something and then returned the Stargod Sword to Ye Xinglan, placing it on her lap.

"..."

Ye Xinglan didn't reply, but only glanced at Wu Yang Jin...

"Hmm..."

Then, tears streamed down her face.

"Oh no, why is she crying?" Wu Yang Jin thought to himself.

He had no idea what to do when a girl cries, so he wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't.

"Um, that..."

While Wu Yang Jin was thinking about how to comfort her, Ye Xinglan was looking at her Stargod Sword, tears streaming down her face.

Ye Xinglan looked at her Stargod Sword, tears streaming down her face, thinking about how she had always tried her best.

At the same time, I am considered to be a highly capable and talented individual among my peers, and even among some older people.

At the same time, she herself has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and her skill in swordsmanship is not only good but also in using her martial Martial Soul.

At the same time, combined with the special characteristics of the Stargod Sword, his own talent, and his hard work in training.

Gradually, she became a very strong person, but now, she doesn't know why.

Even if it wasn't true, she felt as if she had cultivated herself for many years, only to be made a fool of by someone her own age.

Therefore, she now feels weak all over, and a mix of inexplicable emotions, including grievances, are welling up inside her.

There was nothing she could do; her tears simply flowed out without her even realizing it.

"Sigh, I don't know what to say, but I think your Stargod Sword is really powerful," Wu Yang Jin suddenly said.

"..."

Ye Xinglan did not speak.

"I'm telling the truth. And although your sword is different from my brother's, with your skill, you will eventually surpass many people. Besides, your Stargod Sword makes me feel very comfortable and pleasing to the eye," Wu Yang Jin continued.

"But..." Ye Xinglan managed to squeeze out a single word.

"No buts, I'm telling the truth. I really wanted to comfort you, but I don't want you to be so down. I have no connection with you, but after this match, I have to admire you. To be honest, if it were anyone else on our team, they might not have been able to beat you," Wu Yang Jin said.

"Although I must say that your temper is indeed a bit eccentric, perhaps it's not a big problem. The important thing is that your heart is bright. This competition, you and your Stargod Sword, have brought me a lot. At the same time, the truth is, through this competition, you have allowed me to understand you better," Wu Yang Jin continued earnestly.

"You... you didn't mock me? But I... didn't go too far?" Ye Xinglan finally said a few more words.

"Hmm? Taunt? Of course not, I don't think it's necessary, because you are a worthy opponent. Perhaps before, I might have thought of taunting you a little. Besides, if you're going too far, you're referring to what happened before. You should have learned something from this match, shouldn't you?" Wu Yang Jin said seriously.

"Besides, you worked really hard, didn't you? Although I don't know what kind of tough training you've undergone, what you showed me in this competition surprised me and felt amazing," Wu Yang Jin continued.

"Really... Thank you." At this moment, Ye Xinglan seemed to have calmed down a bit and said.

"But... you don't have to keep crying like this. If I don't tell you this, will you become depressed?" Suddenly, Wu Yang Jin changed his tone.

"Huh?"

Ye Xinglan suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", which surprised her a little.

Yes, if the other person doesn't tell you these things, whether it's their true feelings or just simple comfort, it's all very difficult.

If I don't say these things, and instead receive ridicule, or if I say nothing at all, will I continue to be depressed?

Could it be that my perspective, or other aspects, might become distorted as a result?

"This, this... I also..." Ye Xinglan said speechlessly.

"You can still do it? Don't you? Then let me ask you, if you can, what can your gaze and your tears do for you right now? People will feel wronged and shed tears eventually. But do you know yourself that if we fight again, will these tears help you defeat me next time? And will they help you improve your swordsmanship?" Wu Yang Jin continued.

"This!"

Yes, actually, Ye Xinglan could understand some of the reasons he gave.

"Yes, I... I understand. Although some of what you said was a bit strange, thank you anyway," Ye Xinglan said.

Then, thankfully, Ye Xinglan recovered.

Finally, she raised her head and looked at Wu Yang Jin with a normal gaze.

"Perhaps, this person isn't so bad after all. In the end, what happened before was my fault too," Ye Xinglan thought to herself.

"Besides, he's really amazing. Moreover, after all that comforting, and looking at him more closely, he seems kind of handsome now. And he's also quite good at comforting people," Ye Xinglan thought to herself.

And so, the match came to an end, ending in victory for Wu Yang Jin.

The referee then announced the end of the match, and the players were allowed to leave the field.