As his mind raced, Jiang Fan used Phantom Gale Leg to dodge Lan Shengxue's attacks while mentally dismantling each move.
Imagine trying to forcefully copy and apply the learned martial arts techniques as you would before, turning them into your own.
However, he found that this time it wouldn't work. The sword technique created by the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice was truly profound, requiring him to comprehend the sword intent within it and then transform it into a saber technique.
So he began to try it, and slowly a look of ecstatic joy appeared in his eyes.
It seems this method will work!
Jiang Fan multitasked, concentrating his mind while simultaneously dodging Lan Shengxue's attacks.
This is the advantage of Spirit Master. If it were someone else, daring to gain enlightenment in martial arts during battle, they would probably end up suffering from qi deviation.
The Little Turtle glanced at the two people on the stage, then at Wang Yao, and couldn't help but tease her.
"This guy usually acts like he's blind to anyone who confesses to him, and he's not even that interested in you. I thought he wasn't interested in women at all, but it turns out he actually knows how to be chivalrous."
Wang Yao didn't speak, but instead narrowed her unreadable eyes and stared at the arena.
"To be honest, I think they're a perfect match, a match made in heaven."
The Little Turtle said that on purpose, hoping to make Wang Yao give up the idea that Jiang Fan the reincarnation of its owner.
Sensing danger from its surroundings, the Little Turtle quickly added, "Well, it's like how you and my owner are a match made in heaven."
With just one sentence, the danger that had befallen him vanished.
"That's right, he and I are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."
Wang Yao smiled broadly, her lips curving upwards as high as could be, yet her gaze remained fixed on the boy on the stage who kept dodging her.
At this moment, the world was completely dark in her eyes, and all the spotlights were focused on Jiang Fan.
The Little Turtle was all too familiar with such almost fanatical, infatuated gazes.
Long ago, Wang Yao had been staring at its owner with that same persistent, unwavering gaze.
Thinking of this, the Little Turtle looked utterly bitter and resentful.
Oh no, it seems Wang Yao really considers Jiang Fan her master. What should we do?
If left unchecked, things will continue to develop unchecked.
It figured that even if Jiang Fan wasn't interested in its master, a man can't resist a woman's persistence.
Moreover, Wang Yao was such a stunningly beautiful woman.
What if, after a while, Jiang Fan really falls for him?
This isn't impossible; its owner had nearly fallen victim to it several times before.
If Jiang Fan really loses control and things escalate to the point of a passionate affair with Wang Yao...
Awooooo--
I can't think about it anymore; the images are too inappropriate for children.
In any case, it absolutely will not allow anyone to cuckold its owner!
Lan Shengxue got a little annoyed as she fought.
"I don't need you to give in! It just makes me feel like you're humiliating me!"
As her anger flared, Lan Shengxue's attacks became more frequent and powerful.
Jiang Fan, who was immersed in his epiphany, jumped back seven or eight meters to avoid the attack.
His spirit returned to normal, his eyes were calm, and there seemed to be a deep pool within him.
With a slight dip in his wrist, he slowly drew the knife.
It appears slow, yet it exudes an indescribable and terrifying aura.
At this moment, not only Lan Shengxue sensed something was wrong, but almost everyone at the table focused their attention on Jiang Fan.
I stared at the knife in his hand.
Something seems different now.
Lan Shengxue frowned slightly, but so what?
The next second, Lan Shengxue once again attacked Jiang Fan with her twin swords.
Perfect timing! He wanted to test out the swordsmanship he had just switched to.
This time, Jiang Fan stopped dodging and charged straight at Lan Shengxue's attack.
"Ta-da!"
A series of clanging sounds echoed across the arena.
To everyone's surprise, Lan Shengxue's martial arts skills were far superior to Jiang Fan's swordsmanship.
It could even be said that, compared to the unique swordsmanship of the Lan Family, Jiang Fan, a nobody with no background or lineage, was simply not up to par.
But the swordsmanship Jiang Fan displayed at this moment was incredibly exquisite and profound, far surpassing the swordsmanship Lan Shengxue used.
"Does this kid really have no inheritance?"
Lan Mingxi muttered this to herself, something that everyone was also curious about.
Among these people, the Little Turtle and Wang Yao's expressions stood out.
"This--this-this--" The Little Turtle's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
It kept rubbing its eyes, unable to believe what it was seeing.
Wang Yao smiled brightly, "Isn't this sword technique very similar to his self-created sword technique? He's probably the only one in the world who could perfectly adapt his self-created sword technique into a sword technique. Do you still doubt what I'm saying?"
The Little Turtle shook its head vigorously, as if it had been stimulated by something.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's just a resemblance. There are countless martial arts techniques in the world, so what's the big deal if one or two are similar? Yes, that's it! Anyway, based on this alone, I would never believe that he is the reincarnation of my master, even if you beat me to death."
Besides, didn't that Advanced Psychic in the Zhou Family Secret Realm also know my master's swordsmanship? I'd rather believe that person is my master than believe Jiang Fan."
The Little Turtle was just saying that; in its heart, it didn't think that Jiang Fan or the Advanced Psychic in the Zhou Family Secret Realm had anything to do with its master.
"I told you long ago that Jiang Fan is Advanced Psychic from the Zhou Family Secret Realm, but you wouldn't believe me," Wang Yao said.
"Let you prove it first!"
It just doesn't believe it!
"Clang!"
Lan Shengxue was pushed back several steps by Jiang Fan's attack.
"You're no match for me, just admit defeat." Jiang Fan had a terrible headache.
He couldn't really go too far with Lan Shengxue.
If he could, he would have summoned the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros long ago.
"The word 'admit defeat' doesn't exist in my dictionary!"
After saying that, Lan Shengxue charged forward again.
Come again!
As Jiang Fan dodged, he grabbed Lan Shengxue's wrist.
That's enough.
In a ring duel, only the winner and loser matter; there's no such thing as "near or far."
As Lan Shengxue spoke, she tried to pull her hand away, but Jiang Fan was very strong and she couldn't break free for a moment.
"Let go!"
Jiang Fan's temples throbbed twice. "Are you still angry about what I said to your grandfather? I remember explaining it very clearly to you back then. Your grandfather was too aggressive, and I only said that I was going to pledge my life to you to spite him."
Aside from this, he couldn't think of any other reason for Lan Shengxue's sudden change in attitude towards him.
Lan Shengxue pursed her lips, her chest rising and falling slightly.
"You'd better not say things like that again. If your confidante hears you, she might get jealous and cause me trouble."
"A confidante?"
Jiang Fan was taken aback. "Who?"
What are you pretending for?!
Lan Shengxue glanced at Wang Yao sitting in the audience, and found that the other person was looking at her.