Memory Martial Skill

Chapter 21: Memory Martial Arts

That evening, Bi Fan trained even harder, even starting to practice the first form of the Qingyang Willow Catkin Sword Art, Floating Rain Flying Flowers Sword.

He was about to venture into the Demon Realm, where danger could strike at any moment. Learning more self-defense techniques would be prudent.

The Floating Rain Flying Flowers Sword, with its sword strikes like falling rain and drifting flowers, appeared light and gentle, lacking force. Yet, it was unpredictable, insidious, and inescapable.

However, the Floating Rain Flying Flowers Sword was profoundly deep. Bi Fan could barely practice it, and mastering it would take considerable time.

To survive, Bi Fan didn't mind practicing forbidden martial arts; as long as they could be crucial in critical moments, that was enough.

All night, Bi Fan practiced martial arts. Besides the Floating Rain Flying Flowers Sword, he also practiced techniques from the Blood Demon Technique.

The next morning, all the female disciples from Jade Maiden Peak were mobilized to watch the Inner Disciple competition, and Bi Fan was dragged along.

Of course, everyone understood that these female disciples weren't going to watch the competition itself; they were there for Jing Feng.

Yu Xiao Feng had put on light makeup today, making her look even more delicate and beautiful.

Bi Fan couldn't help but glance at Yu Xiao Feng a few more times. He felt a pang of discomfort; Yu Xiao Feng usually didn't dress up. Today, she had clearly put in extra effort, obviously wanting to impress Jing Feng.

Did I fall for Sister Xiao Feng? No, that can't be right; I'm not worthy of her. Many thoughts raced through Bi Fan's mind, startling him.

Sister Xiao Feng is very good to me. I must be mistaken. I just have a good impression of her. Bi Fan tried to convince himself internally.

Ming Feng Valley was even more bustling today than yesterday, packed with people. The competition hadn't even started, yet cheers could be heard everywhere.

"Jing Feng! Jing Feng! You're the most handsome, you're the strongest..." Most of the cheers for Jing Feng came from female disciples, and their shouts were quite striking.

As for the male disciples, most envied and were jealous of Jing Feng; they would never cheer for him.

"Mo Nan! Mo Nan! One punch conquers the world, defeat Jing Feng!"

Mo Nan was a genius second only to Jing Feng. However, his appearance was somewhat rugged, and he wasn't favored by the female disciples. He became the hope for the male disciples to defeat Jing Feng.

The cheers for Mo Nan were even louder, drowning out the female disciples. After all, there were many more male disciples than female disciples, and their voices were more resonant.

"This is truly insane!" Bi Fan exclaimed.

The disciples of Jade Maiden Peak held a relatively high status in the Qingyang Sect. They arrived later but still managed to secure seats in the front rows.

Jing Feng strode over and sat down next to Bi Fan and his group.

"Brother Bi Fan, you're a man of your word."

Jing Feng seemed to be talking to Bi Fan, but his gaze never left the female disciples of Jade Maiden Peak, particularly lingering on Yu Xiao Feng.

Jing Feng lived up to his reputation as a ladies' man, having the leisure to admire beautiful women even when a competition was about to begin.

Bi Fan smiled and said, "Brother Jing Feng, don't you need to prepare?"

He disliked Jing Feng's gaze and wished Jing Feng would stay far away.

"What preparation is needed for a competition like this?" Jing Feng replied nonchalantly.

"Senior Brother Jing Feng is truly amazing; he's already confident of victory," one of the female disciples said.

Jing Feng indeed had an extraordinary demeanor. If Bi Fan were a girl, he probably would have liked a dashing young man like Jing Feng.

Unfortunately, Bi Fan was a man, so he felt a degree of jealousy towards Jing Feng.

The Inner Disciple competition was presided over by the Vice Sect Master, Ling Xin Ya. When Ling Xin Ya announced the start of the competition...

The ten arenas in Ming Feng Valley were fully opened, allowing ten groups of participants to compete simultaneously.

The rewards for the top sixteen participants were very generous, attracting many Inner Disciples to compete.

Nearly a thousand Inner Disciples participated in the competition. It adopted a draw-and-eliminate system. After elimination, the winners of Group One and Group Two would continue to eliminate others.

This continued until only sixteen people remained. Then, a round-robin format would begin, and the person with the most wins would be the champion.

The Inner Disciple competition was incomparable to the Registered Disciple's martial arts exhibition; it was spectacular, with constant ingenious moves.

To become an Inner Disciple, one had to be at least a cultivator in the Valiance realm. These individuals possessed powerful Inner Breath and had learned some potent martial arts.

When they stepped onto the stage to compete, they unleashed all their signature martial arts, naturally making it a splendid spectacle.

Bi Fan watched with rapt attention, mentally memorizing the martial arts and deducing methods to counter them.

For some reason, Bi Fan's photographic memory was useful not only for memorizing secret manuals but also for watching martial arts techniques.

As long as Bi Fan saw a martial art performed once, he could imprint it in his mind.

Although he couldn't practice these martial arts, when he had free time, he could carefully deduce them and always find ways to counter them. This would make dealing with them easier next time.

Moreover, the more martial arts he memorized, the more infinite benefits it would bring to his future cultivation of martial arts, and even to creating his own.

Bi Fan used to have a terrible memory, but after dying once, his memory became incredibly sharp. He still found it hard to believe.

Bi Fan was unaware that his various peculiarities were the benefits brought by the dual-colored lotus integrating into his body. He mistakenly believed it was due to drinking the Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Vein Spirit Milk.

Yu Xiao Feng sat beside Bi Fan. Seeing his eyes constantly darting around, seemingly watching the competitions in all ten arenas, she was amazed.

"Bi Fan, what can you figure out by watching like this?" she asked.

"Just looking around," Bi Fan replied without turning his head.

He couldn't possibly reveal that he was memorizing the martial arts techniques being performed by the combatants on the stages, so he simply gave a perfunctory answer.

"Bi Fan, you might as well choose a ring to watch and gain some combat experience. It would be good for you," Yu Xiao Feng said.

"I know."

But Bi Fan's eyes kept scanning around, like a tourist sightseeing, with no intention of looking closely at anything.

"Hmph!" Yu Xiao Feng got angry and ignored Bi Fan.