Fortune

Chapter 19: Luck

The first round quickly concluded, and the fourteen Registered Disciples who advanced would draw lots for further matches.

This time, Bi Fan drew number one and was scheduled to compete in the first batch.

Bi Fan's opponent's strength was not yet at the Inner Breath Realm, so he directly surrendered, allowing Bi Fan to advance with ease.

In this round, Iron Bull and Li Shu both advanced easily. The other four advancing Registered Disciples were all at the Inner Breath Realm.

Of the remaining seven disciples, one would receive a bye.

As soon as the draw results were announced, Iron Bull surprisingly received a bye. He burst out laughing on the spot, his yellow, rotten teeth making people nauseous, but he didn't seem to care.

This time, Bi Fan's opponent was an Inner Breath Realm disciple named Yang Lin, who was slightly plump with a smiling face.

"Yang Lin, please guide me."

"Bi Fan, please guide me."

As soon as Bi Fan finished speaking, Yang Lin swept a leg towards Bi Fan, his movements incredibly swift.

It was clear that Yang Lin knew he would have a hard time defeating Bi Fan and wanted to seize the initiative.

Bi Fan dodged Yang Lin's attack with a bridge pose, then sprang back to his feet like a carp.

"Sweep the Thousand Armies!"

Bi Fan's leg moved like lightning towards Yang Lin, a powerful kick that would be unbearable if it landed.

Yang Lin actually rolled on the ground to dodge Bi Fan's attack.

After Yang Lin got up, his expression turned grim.

He pulled a dagger from his bosom, which turned out to be a low-grade Magic Tool.

"Bi Fan, you should just surrender. No matter how strong you are, you can't withstand my dagger," Yang Lin said somewhat smugly.

Bi Fan said coldly, "Is that so? We'll only know if we try."

He habitually touched his chin with his finger, as if stroking a beard. At his age, he had no beard to stroke, making the gesture somewhat comical.

On the viewing stands, many female disciples chuckled softly.

"Bi Fan is really something, why is he pretending to be old by stroking his chin?" a female disciple from Jade Maiden Peak muttered.

Yang Lin lunged at Bi Fan with the dagger, his speed extremely fast.

Bi Fan seemed stunned, his hand still on his chin, motionless.

Yu Xiao Feng shouted, "Bi Fan, quickly dodge!"

As the dagger neared, Bi Fan smiled, then his right hand struck like lightning, his two fingers slightly spread, directly towards the dagger.

"Is Bi Fan foolish? He's trying to block a low-grade Magic Tool with his bare hand. Does he think low-grade Magic Tools are free?" many disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Bi Fan channeled his Inner Breath into his fingers and unleashed the Carefree Immortal Finger, not for offense, but for defense.

How could the Carefree Immortal Finger defend? It turned out Bi Fan struck like lightning, directly clamping the dagger between his fingers.

If one looked closely, they would see that Bi Fan's fingers were as lustrous and translucent as jade.

Yang Lin's dagger was clamped by Bi Fan's fingers, and no matter how hard Yang Lin pulled, he couldn't retrieve it.

Bi Fan raised his left hand and punched Yang Lin in the face.

Yang Lin, having finally obtained a low-grade Magic Tool, was reluctant to discard it and hesitated for a moment.

"Boom."

Yang Lin was hit by Bi Fan, his eyes turning into panda eyes.

Yang Lin shook his head, feeling dizzy and unable to distinguish directions, his hand still tightly gripping the dagger.

"Get off!" Bi Fan gave a forceful flick, actually throwing Yang Lin and the dagger out of the ring.

"Ah! So powerful..."

"He's so cool! Are his fingers made of diamond?"

"Incredible, his fingers aren't afraid of the sharpness of a Magic Tool."

The viewing stands erupted in exclamations. Bi Fan had become incredibly famous this time.

Bi Fan ignored the commotion, his expression blank, and returned directly to the stands.

Ling Xin Ya looked deeply at Bi Fan and said, "This child is incredibly calm during combat and seems to have had many fortunate encounters. As long as his background is clear, he is worth cultivating greatly."

He then summoned a subordinate to investigate Bi Fan's origins.

"Bi Fan, let me see your fingers." Yu Xiao Feng, regardless of Bi Fan's consent, directly took his hand and examined his fingers closely.

"Huh? There isn't even a scratch. How did you do it?"

Bi Fan's hand was held by Yu Xiao Feng's delicate fingers, which felt warm and soft like jade, very comfortable.

He closed his eyes, lost in the sensation, completely ignoring what Yu Xiao Feng was saying.

Yu Xiao Feng shook Bi Fan's hand away and asked, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"Tell you what?" Bi Fan looked bewildered.

"Why aren't your hands injured?" Yu Xiao Feng glared at Bi Fan.

Bi Fan replied, "I used skillful force, and my fingers didn't actually touch the blade of the dagger."

"I don't think that's all there is to it," Yu Xiao Feng's eyes were full of suspicion.

"I'm telling the truth," Bi Fan said, steeling himself.

Soon, the other two groups also finished their matches. Li Shu's strength was extraordinary, and he defeated his opponent to advance. The other disciple who advanced was named Zhou Feng.

With only four people left, they still needed to determine the rankings. The reward for fourth place was vastly different from the reward for third place.

In this draw, Iron Bull had bad luck and was matched against Bi Fan, while Li Shu was paired with Zhou Feng.

For the subsequent matches, only one arena would be used, allowing everyone to watch more closely.

Bi Fan and Iron Bull were the first to take the stage. As soon as Bi Fan stepped onto the platform, Iron Bull suddenly said, "I concede."

After speaking, he chuckled at Bi Fan, "You're too strong, I'm no match for you."

Looking at Iron Bull's yellow teeth up close made even Bi Fan feel a bit nauseous. He hurried off the stage as if he were the one who had lost.

Iron Bull was a bit confused and strode off the stage.

Next, it was Li Shu and Zhou Feng's turn. After they bowed to each other, the match officially began.

The winner between them would compete against Bi Fan for first place, so Bi Fan paid close attention to their match.

Li Shu and Zhou Feng were evenly matched. They exchanged blows back and forth, making for a very exciting fight.

The battle on the stage was intense, and the audience in the stands cheered continuously.

Both Li Shu and Zhou Feng had learned a few simple martial skills, and their fight was spectacular, so it was normal for them to receive cheers.

Bi Fan watched very carefully, even memorizing their martial skills one by one.

Without a secret technique, martial skills couldn't be cultivated, but by studying these skills, he could be better prepared if he ever encountered them again.

Li Shu and Zhou Feng exchanged several fierce blows. Both were injured quite badly. In the end, Li Shu won by half a move and secured the victory.

Next, there would be an hour-long break before the battle for third and fourth place.

The hour passed quickly. Iron Bull and Zhou Feng strode onto the stage.

Zhou Feng's gait was somewhat unnatural, and it was obvious to everyone that his injuries had not fully recovered.

"Begin the match."

Iron Bull immediately went for a bear hug, attempting to end the fight with this move.

Zhou Feng was very agile and dodged it with a sidestep.

At the same time, Zhou Feng unleashed a palm strike, which landed accurately on Iron Bull.

Iron Bull had no other special skills, but he was physically robust. He took Zhou Feng's palm strike without any apparent effect.

"Heh heh!" Iron Bull grinned and went for another bear hug.

He grappled with Zhou Feng, using both his hands and feet to try and pin him down.

Zhou Feng managed to dodge them all at first, but as time went on, his injuries flared up. He was half a beat too slow and was caught in Iron Bull's embrace.

"I concede!" Zhou Feng was extremely frustrated.

If he hadn't been worn down by Li Shu, Iron Bull wouldn't have been his match at all. He felt incredibly wronged by his loss.

The reward for fourth place was the same as tenth place, and it was far too little compared to third place, which only made him more upset.