They also guessed the other party's purpose.
They probably have doubts about his identity, suspecting that he might be Tang Fan.
"It's because I'm afraid of losing."
I'm afraid you'll lose.
This is Jiang Fan's true inner monologue.
Lan Shengxue is very powerful. Early-Stage First Rank Martial Artist. Looking at all the candidates in Ancheng and even the Fortress No. 31, no one is her match, including myself in the past.
But he is now Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist, and he would win easily against Lan Shengxue.
If we actually defeat her, the students in the special training class will probably be so shocked their jaws will drop.
Of course, he has no plans to be high-profile at the moment.
If you want to make a big splash, wait until the martial arts exam.
He's going to make a name for himself!
It made all those who looked down on him wish they could gouge their own eyes out.
Let the Tang Family, who have high hopes for him, be proud of him.
"You can use weapons, such as—bows and arrows." Lan Shengxue deliberately slowed down and emphasized the last two words.
really!
Jiang Fan subtly narrowed his pupils; Lan Shengxue was genuinely suspicious of his identity.
" Instructor Wei didn't teach us how to use weapons, and as far as I know, weapons courses are only taught in university."
"You really don't know how?" As Lan Shengxue asked this, her clear and beautiful eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan, trying to find the slightest flaw in his face.
However, after observing for a long time, she, who prided herself on her keen insight, couldn't discern anything from Jiang Fan's face.
Was she really overthinking things? Was Jiang Fan's absence from school yesterday truly a coincidence?
"What did you do yesterday?" Lan Shengxue asked, still unwilling to give up.
Jiang Fan feigned a suspicious expression, "Why are you so concerned about me? Could it be that you've fallen for me?"
He said that on purpose, so that Lan Shengxue wouldn't bother him anymore.
"Heh, you're quite narcissistic." Lan Shengxue wasn't affected by Jiang Fan's words.
"Alright, enough talk. Whether you use weapons or not, I'm going to have a match with you today."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Shengxue attacked directly, aiming a blow at Jiang Fan's face.
Although based on her previous analysis, she felt that the possibility of Jiang Fan being Tang Fan was very small, she still wanted to find out.
The reason she was so persistent was because of Tang Fan's divine archery skills. If Jiang Fan really was Tang Fan, a 17-year-old candidate for the exam, yet possessing such superb archery skills, he would definitely be called a genius among geniuses.
She has always been interested in such rare geniuses, which is why she insisted on pestering and testing Jiang Fan.
She felt she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if she didn't test Jiang Fan's true colors today.
However, Jiang Fan remained unmoved, like an old monk in meditation, standing still despite Lan Shengxue's fierce attacks.
He didn't even blink until the fist was right in front of his face.
The delicate, white fist abruptly stopped at the tip of Jiang Fan's nose. The students watching the scene around them didn't dare to breathe, and everyone stared wide-eyed at the spectacle.
Lan Shengxue frowned slightly, "Why aren't you making a move?"
"I told you, I'm no match for you," Jiang Fan lied without batting an eye.
Lan Shengxue withdrew her hand. "My sparring with you isn't necessarily about determining a winner; it's just about exchanging ideas. You dared to make a move last time, so why aren't you this time? Or are you hiding something?"
"I don't understand what you're saying. What am I hiding?" Jiang Fan asked instead of answering.
For a moment, their eyes met, neither giving way to the other.
Lan Shengxue wasn't sure if Jiang Fan was Tang Fan, but one thing was certain: Jiang Fan was definitely not an ordinary person.
Because when she punched Jiang Fan in the face, he remained Tarzan and composed, without even blinking.
Such boldness and courage cannot be faked by ordinary people.
Moreover, she could tell that Jiang Fan was not faking it, but rather that it was a kind of unyielding spirit that came from his very bones!
Such a person is destined for an extraordinary future.
As Jiang Fan and Lan Shengxue confronted each other, the surrounding chatter grew louder and louder.
"What's wrong with Lan Shengxue? Why is she so insistent on sparring with Jiang Fan? Could it be that she's actually fallen for him?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Lan Shengxue isn't blind, how could she possibly be interested in that good-for-nothing Jiang Fan?"
The boy's words displeased the girl next to him.
"Hey, hey, hey! Watch your mouth! Stop calling him trash. Jiang Fan is Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice, and even Wei Qi, Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, and Mu Feng from the martial arts school are no match for him. You're calling him trash? You're no match for him, you might not even last three moves against him. If you call him trash, then aren't you even worse than trash?"
"Exactly!" another girl chimed in.
"Besides, Jiang Fan is not only exceptionally skilled now, but with his looks, even if he quits martial arts and goes into the entertainment industry, he'll definitely have a place. It's not impossible that Lan Shengxue might like him because he's handsome and has a promising future."
"Haha, do you guys think Lan, the school beauty, is just someone who judges by looks? Jiang Fan indeed very powerful now, but he's still far from being Lan's match. Do you really think Lan would choose a man who's not even as good as her?"
The discussion grew increasingly heated. At that moment, Jiang Youtian stepped out from the crowd, stood in front of Lan Shengxue, and flashed what he considered a very handsome smile.
" Lan Shengxue, Jiang Fan is ungrateful and refuses to spar with you. How about I spar with you instead?"
Lan Shengxue slowly turned her head and glanced at him, her tone icy.
You're too weak.
You are too weak!
Jiang Youtian felt as if he could hear his own heart breaking.
The next second, he suddenly looked at Jiang Fan, his eyes filled with flames, wishing he could burn Jiang Fan alive.
Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow slightly. "You're looking at me like that because you want to have a spar with me?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Youtian was so shocked that his legs went weak.
"Okay, come on." Jiang Fan assumed an attack stance.
"No, no, no, I don't want to." Jiang Tianyou quickly turned and ran away.
Before he could run more than a few steps, Jiang Fan kicked him away.
"Ah--" Accompanied by a scream, Jiang Youtian drew a graceful arc in mid-air before crashing face down onto the ground in a dog-face-first-feet-feeding position, his limbs twitching erratically.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there are only ten days left until the martial arts exam.
Even before the martial arts exam, the school didn't forget to focus on the humanities exam.
Standing on the podium, homeroom teacher Lu Yi adjusted her glasses and solemnly said, "The diagnostic tests in the next two days are extremely important. All the teachers are working hard to predict the questions. I hope everyone will study diligently tonight and strive to achieve a good result that reflects their abilities."