Championship Scramble

Chapter Twenty-Four: Championship Showdown

Jing Feng welcomed his first opponent, who was not weak, having reached the Spiritual Wisdom realm.

Unfortunately for his opponent, he encountered Jing Feng, who was in the Metamorphosis realm, and Jing Feng's Overlord Divine Spear was ferociously unmatched. Let alone those weaker than him, even those of comparable strength would find it difficult to withstand several rounds of attacks from the Overlord Divine Spear.

The Overlord Divine Spear was mighty and fierce, and also fast. In just five moves, Jing Feng ended the battle, earning cheers from the crowd.

Jing Feng was incredibly relaxed, securing three points.

Mo Nan also easily ended his battle, obtaining three points. He seemed intent on competing with Jing Feng, also finishing his fight in just five moves.

Mo Nan's style was completely different from Jing Feng's, following a path of elegance, speed, and unpredictability, which perfectly aligned with the Qingyang Sect's style.

Jing Feng, on the other hand, preferred a dominant and wild style. He abandoned practicing the Qingyang Sect's techniques and instead cultivated the Overlord Divine Spear he obtained by chance, which was already showing its power.

Mo Nan and Jing Feng were both representative figures of the younger generation in the Qingyang Sect and were key figures in their cultivation.

The sect was happy to see them compete with each other.

To be honest, besides Mo Nan and Jing Feng, the Qingyang Sect truly had no other notable figures. The remaining Inner Disciples in the top sixteen were all in the Spiritual Wisdom realm, considered only average and not even ranking outside.

Bi Fan gained the most from the Inner Disciple tournament.

After entering the top sixteen, the participants' strength was roughly equal, and the duels were very intense, with all sorts of ultimate moves being displayed. This greatly broadened Bi Fan's horizons and allowed him to memorize many of these techniques.

With the tempering of these martial arts and combat experience, Bi Fan's future cultivation path would be much smoother.

Yu Xiao Feng, seeing Bi Fan so engrossed in watching the matches, couldn't help but secretly praise him.

"So diligent and eager to learn, perhaps he can truly become a powerful figure of his generation."

The matches continued round after round, with both Jing Feng and Mo Nan maintaining a perfect winning record.

As the tournament neared its end, Jing Feng and Mo Nan finally faced each other.

Their match was essentially the championship final. Whoever won this battle would basically secure the championship.

Jing Feng and Mo Nan stepped onto the stage simultaneously, their gazes sharp and filled with fighting spirit.

"Jing Feng! Jing Feng, must win!..."

"Mo Nan! Mo Nan! **** Jing Feng..."

Jing Feng had clearly become a thorn in the side of the male disciples, who desperately wished for Mo Nan to win.

This was primarily because Jing Feng possessed immense charm, and almost no female disciple disliked him.

In the stands, quite a few couples had broken up because of Jing Feng, and many male disciples harbored intense hatred for him.

When the referee announced the start of the match, Jing Feng and Mo Nan were still glaring at each other.

"Junior Brother Mo Nan, all the male fellow disciples are cheering for you. Your charm is truly astonishing!"

Jing Feng's words had a hidden meaning and were not entirely innocent.

Mo Nan naturally understood Jing Feng's implication, and his face turned the color of liver.

"Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art—Weak Willow Swaying Wind!" Mo Nan launched the first attack.

"Overlord Divine Spear—Thunder Strike Art!" Jing Feng also initiated his attack.

Mo Nan's attack was light and seemingly weak, but it was incredibly fast and unpredictably vicious, making it impossible to defend against.

He not only displayed the Qingyang Sect's martial arts to their fullest but even innovated, incorporating unpredictable movement techniques, making his power even greater.

Jing Feng's Thunder Strike Art was equally fast and very fierce.

Mo Nan knew Jing Feng inside and out and wouldn't be foolish enough to clash head-on with him.

Mo Nan's long sword moved like a nimble snake, constantly changing direction, evading Jing Feng's long spear and aiming for his chest.

Jing Feng dared not be careless, retreating and sweeping his long spear horizontally.

"An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous."

If Mo Nan got too close, Jing Feng would also be in serious trouble.

Mo Nan easily dodged Jing Feng's long spear and rapidly closed in on him.

Mo Nan's movement technique was also peculiar, not a Qingyang Sect martial art.

As he executed it, his elegant swordsmanship gained an added layer of unpredictability, making it even more terrifying.

Mo Nan continuously sought an opportunity to get close to Jing Feng.

Jing Feng was forced to retreat to create distance, allowing him to unleash the full power of his long spear.

Right from the start of the engagement, Mo Nan had gained the upper hand, astonishing the onlookers.

Bi Fan watched very carefully and couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for Mo Nan, especially his movement technique, which was extremely profound.

Bi Fan compared it to the basic footwork of Misty Dance and found Mo Nan's technique to be even more exquisite.

Just by watching Mo Nan execute his movement technique, Bi Fan gained a great deal.

Watching Mo Nan perform the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, Bi Fan's gains were even greater.

He was currently cultivating the Qingyang Gentle Wind Sword Art, and many points he didn't understand suddenly became clear.

Jing Feng was at a disadvantage the entire time, forced to retreat continuously. He finally grew angry.

"Overlord Divine Spear—Raging Thunder Blast!"

Jing Feng unleashed this move, an incredibly domineering technique. His Long Spear stirred up countless streaks of lightning, engulfing the entire arena.

Jing Feng's strength wasn't yet sufficient. If his own power were strong enough, this move could summon real lightning to attack his enemies.

Even so, the power of Raging Thunder Blast was considerable.

The attack of Raging Thunder Blast enveloped the entire arena, leaving Mo Nan nowhere to hide. He could only face it head-on.

"Boom, boom..." After several collisions, Mo Nan was repelled.

Jing Feng pressed his advantage, his Long Spear continuously twirling in spear flowers as he advanced on Mo Nan, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The storm-like barrage of attacks was astonishing; Bi Fan couldn't even follow the movements.

Mo Nan was truly extraordinary, managing to dodge with his footwork, leaving Jing Feng unable to gain an advantage for the moment.

However, once the Overlord Divine Spear was unleashed, it became increasingly fierce and fast.

Mo Nan could dodge for a while, but he definitely wouldn't last long.

Furthermore, Jing Feng's strength was originally greater than Mo Nan's, and Mo Nan's sustained combat ability was inferior to Jing Feng's.

Given enough time, the difference in their strengths would become obvious.

On the arena stage, Jing Feng was not only handsome and dashing but also exuded an aura of dominance. It was no wonder those female disciples were crazy about him.

Bi Fan happened to glance over and saw Yu Xiao Feng's eyes shining brightly as she stared intently at Jing Feng.

Bi Fan's mood was no longer as heavy as before. He had also realized that he didn't actually like Yu Xiao Feng; he merely had a good impression of her.

Speaking of liking, Bi Fan liked Yu Si Yan more, but he didn't dare to harbor any extravagant hopes. He was content with just having lewd dreams about Yu Si Yan in his sleep.

Bi Fan continued to watch the match. By this time, Jing Feng had gained an absolute advantage. Mo Nan was suppressed, his space to maneuver shrinking, and he was not far from defeat.

Mo Nan and Jing Feng had already competed on the arena several times. Each time, Jing Feng had the upper hand, yet Mo Nan had never been discouraged.

"I concede!" Mo Nan finally had nowhere left to retreat and no chance to resist. He was very decisive and surrendered immediately.

"You're too kind!" Jing Feng's expression was calm, showing neither surprise nor joy.

The Inner Disciple competition quickly concluded, with Jing Feng earning the championship without dispute.

Even the male disciples, who harbored jealousy towards Jing Feng in their hearts, couldn't help but cheer for him.

Strength was everything. Strength could conquer all, even enemies.

Bi Fan gained a great deal from today's competition, far exceeding yesterday's.

While others were screaming and cheering, Bi Fan lowered his head, savoring the previous battle and recalling the brilliant moments.

It was also thanks to Bi Fan's astonishing memory that he could recall the entire day's competition as if watching a movie.