Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling

Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling

"Bi Fan..." Yu Xiao Feng cried out in alarm. She had done everything she could to stop Bi Fan from accepting the challenge, but he hadn't caught on at all and had foolishly agreed.

Luo Sheng was a newly advanced Spiritual Wisdom Realm expert, and one of the best among the Inner Disciples.

Yu Xiao Feng knew better than anyone how little time Bi Fan had spent cultivating. He was absolutely no match for Luo Sheng.

Seeing that Bi Fan had accepted, Luo Sheng was delighted. "But what? Go ahead and say it."

"Since you're the one who issued the challenge, shouldn't I get to decide the time and place?" Bi Fan said with a smile.

"Of course. You can choose the time and place."

Yu Xiao Feng said, "Bi Fan, let's set it ten years from now. The place doesn't matter."

Luo Sheng's expression changed at once. If the duel was set for ten years later, who knew what the situation would be by then?

"Luo Sheng, I won't need ten years to defeat you. Let's set it for a year from now, at the Inner Disciple tournament. We'll settle this once and for all." Bi Fan was brimming with confidence.

"Fine. A year from now. I'll make you regret your decision today." Luo Sheng hurriedly sealed the agreement, lest Yu Xiao Feng interfere.

Luo Sheng left with several of his lackeys, thoroughly satisfied and strutting as if the whole world belonged to him.

"Bi Fan, why didn't you set it for ten years from now? Even three years would've been fine. Can you really reach the Spiritual Wisdom Realm in a year? That's impossible." Yu Xiao Feng was so angry that her fair face flushed red.

"Sister Xiao Feng, don't worry. I'll definitely beat him a year from now."

Bi Fan treated Luo Sheng as the pressure driving him to cultivate harder. Pressure created motivation; he was using the challenge to spur himself on.

He had started cultivating later than the others, so he needed to work twice as hard. If he couldn't even defeat Luo Sheng, what right did he have to surpass Mo Nan and Jing Feng?

Besides, the world beyond was vast and boundless, teeming with talented people.

Yu Xiao Feng got angry and turned to leave. "Do whatever you want. I'm done worrying about you."

But in her heart, she was thinking, Looks like I'll have to teach Bi Fan a couple more martial arts techniques. Otherwise, how will he stand against Luo Sheng?

When they returned to Jade Maiden Peak, Yu Xiao Feng was still sulking at Bi Fan. She tossed him two manuals, then left without saying a word.

Bi Fan knew she was worried about him, so of course he wasn't angry.

He picked up the two manuals and started reading.

One was a boxing manual for Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling, though he had no idea where it came from. The other was the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, a sword art meant for Inner Disciples.

Bi Fan could already just barely practice the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, so he started with that one.

The Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art consisted of seventy-two moves. Its style was light, graceful, and swift, and it shared the same lineage as the Qingyang Willow Catkin Sword Art.

Many people had used moves from the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art during the Inner Disciple tournament, and Bi Fan had committed them all to memory.

Comparing those remembered techniques with the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, he quickly imprinted the entire sword art in his mind.

Bi Fan didn't rush to practice it. Instead, he picked up the Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling manual and studied it carefully.

The manual recorded a fierce and unmatched boxing technique called Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling Fist. Its style was completely different from the Qingyang Sect's martial arts, so it probably didn't belong to the sect.

Most of the Qingyang Sect's martial arts were light and graceful, as swift as lightning. Almost no one practiced techniques that relied on overwhelming force.

Even Jing Feng's Overlord Divine Spear wasn't a Qingyang Sect martial art. He had stumbled across it in a Cave Mansion.

Bi Fan took some time to commit the Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling Fist to memory.

Then he chose to practice the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art first. After all, he had practiced the Floating Rain Flying Flowers Sword, so learning the related Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art would be easier.

His top priority was to improve his strength. Once he mastered the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, his ability to protect himself would surely increase greatly. He could practice the Dragon Roaring Tiger Howling Fist after that.

Bi Fan spent the entire night practicing the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art. He managed to learn more than twenty moves, but he was still a long way from using them with ease.

Early the next morning, Bi Fan went to the Medicine Garden and checked the spirit herbs. He also let the Dragon Sable eat two of them.

Every time, Bi Fan dug up the herbs for the Dragon Sable himself. If he let it go and choose its own, the precious spirit herbs would probably be in for it.

After that, he met up with Yu Xiao Feng and the others and went to Ming Feng Valley to watch the tournament.

Watching the matches was very important to Bi Fan. He could learn plenty of battle experience and commit many martial arts techniques to memory.

Remembering martial arts techniques helped him practice, and practical combat experience was even harder to come by. Every bit he learned could give him a little more chance of staying alive in the future.

Without those benefits, Bi Fan would never have gone just to join the crowd. He wasn't someone who enjoyed noisy gatherings.

Ming Feng Valley was even livelier than the day before. More people had come to watch the matches, and many Qingyang Sect experts who usually cultivated in seclusion had emerged.

The tournament began with several rounds of group eliminations, just like the day before. Jing Feng and Mo Nan both advanced to the top sixteen without a hitch.

By noon, all sixteen places had been filled. That afternoon, the contestants would battle for their final rankings.

The rewards for Inner Disciples were much richer than those for Registered Disciples. The rewards for the top ten were far better than those for the remaining six, and the top three prizes were the richest of all.

The first-place prize was the best. A single High-grade Magic Treasure was enough to drive the Inner Disciples wild.

The champion would also receive three Spirit Nurturing Pills and ten Nine Transformations Pills. With those pills, even an Inner Disciple in the Great Strength Realm would have a much easier time cultivating to the Mortal Transformation Realm.

Under normal circumstances, Inner Disciples had little chance of receiving pills of such a high grade as rewards, unless they made some major contribution.

Those two rewards alone were enough to tempt any Inner Disciple.

What's more, the prize also included the privilege of choosing an advanced secret manual from the Qingyang Sect's martial library. Every reward was enough to make people go wild.

By comparison, the second-place prize was a whole tier lower: one Mid-grade Magic Treasure, one Spirit Nurturing Pill, eight Nine Transformations Pills, and the chance to choose one advanced secret manual.

The Inner Disciples who had made it into the top sixteen rubbed their hands together, all eager to improve their rankings. Their fighting spirit blazed like a raging fire.

They were the Qingyang Sect's finest, and they all knew some decent martial arts. Bi Fan focused all his Spiritual Power and didn't miss a single move.

The top-sixteen matches followed a round-robin format, with everyone fighting the other fifteen contestants. A win earned three points, a draw earned one, and a loss earned none. Whoever had the most points at the end would be the champion. If contestants tied on points, their head-to-head results would decide the rankings.

At noon, they had an hour to rest. Jing Feng finally managed to escape the crowd of female disciples pestering him and made his way over to Bi Fan and the others.

Officially, Jing Feng had come to chat with Bi Fan, but in truth, most of his attention was on Yu Xiao Feng.

It was obvious that Jing Feng had been captivated by Yu Xiao Feng's beauty. He kept steering the conversation back to her, and anyone with eyes could tell he was interested in her.

The female disciples of Jade Maiden Peak were somewhat envious of Yu Xiao Feng, but they didn't try to sabotage her. Yu Xiao Feng was their big sister, and they wouldn't dare act out.

Besides, they knew their place. Just being able to spend time near Jing Feng was enough to satisfy them.

Only Bi Fan sat there, looking glum as he made the occasional half-hearted reply. He wished he could slip far away and enjoy some peace and quiet.