Faced with the A San's hysterical accusations, Bu Yingjun was taken aback at first, and then just as he was about to say something more, a hand blocked his way.
Wei Cangyue raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need to say anything more, and said:
"This guy is so disloyal, treacherous, jealous, and shameless, why waste your breath on him?"
"You—" The A San was enraged, his face turning red.
"What? You want to fight me too?" With that, Wei Cangyue brandished his broadsword once more.
The A San was so frightened that he quickly took several steps back, his back instantly soaked with sweat.
Even Wei Tingshan, the team captain, couldn't withstand a single move from Wei Cangyue. For an archer like myself to fight him would be nothing short of humiliation.
But doing so made him lose face.
In an effort to regain his pride, A San turned his attention to Jiang Fan.
"Kid, we're both archers, let's have a fight if you dare!"
In A San's view, although Jiang Fan was better than him in archery, he was at most a greenhorn who had just been promoted to the Early-Stage Third Rank, while he was the Fourth Rank Middle Stage.
At least for now, Jiang Fan is completely insignificant in his eyes.
Therefore, in his view, the other party would absolutely not dare to accept the challenge.
In this way, he regained his face thanks to Jiang Fan.
Just as he was making these plans, something completely unexpected happened.
Jiang Fan walked out of the line with a bright and lively expression, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Then let's fight."
What???
The A San seriously suspected he was hallucinating, and his brain went blank for several seconds.
Not only A San, but the rest of the Edge-Breaking Squad were also stunned.
You really dare to fight me?
"To fight or not to fight? Why all the nonsense?" Jiang Fan's tone was quite impatient.
"Fine! Since you're eager to be tortured, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
A San was now completely enraged. He could forgive Wei Cangyue for treating him like that, but how dare some nobody dare to act so arrogantly in front of him? He was determined to beat the guy to his knees and beg for mercy.
If it weren't for the rules of the Divine Wind Camp prohibiting killing, he would have torn this reckless brat to pieces!
The teammates were happy to see this and cheered them on, stirring things up.
" A San, this kid doesn't take you seriously at all, so you'd better not be polite."
" Da You is right. Our captain was bullied so badly just now, he was almost crying. You must avenge him."
Upon hearing this, Wei Tingshan's lips twitched, and he glared at his teammate who had just spoken, his eyes practically threatening to devour him.
The teammate who was glared at immediately shrank back and shut up.
Seeing that Jiang Fan was about to make a move, Bu Yingjun quickly came to his side.
"Don't be impulsive. I know you're very strong and capable of fighting beyond your level. But A San is only at the Fourth Rank Middle Stage, while you're only at the Early-Stage Third Rank One Star. The difference in your cultivation levels is significant."
Jiang Fan simply smiled slightly at Bu Yingjun's persuasion and confidently said:
"It's alright, defeating him is just a matter of one move."
Jiang Fan did not deliberately lower his voice when he said this.
So not only Bu Yingjun and his group heard it, but it also reached the ears of every member of the Edge-Breaking Squad.
A San's face was grim, and Wei Tingshan's face was even grimer.
Jiang Fan's words were ambiguous; anyone with a modicum of intelligence could understand that he was subtly criticizing Wei Tingshan.
"That's incredibly arrogant!"
These words were practically spat out from between Wei Tingshan's teeth. He glared at A San and said fiercely, "Teach this damned brat a lesson he won't forget!"
"I will!"
The A San was also gritting his teeth. Just as he took out his bow and arrow, preparing to retreat and create distance...
Sudden!
Jiang Fan suddenly lunged forward, brandishing his broadsword and slashing at him.
What?!
A San's face was full of surprise.
Isn't this kid an archer?
Why did they just follow Wei Cangyue's example and charge forward with a big sword?
In that brief moment of surprise, he almost forgot to back away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and hurriedly continued to back away to create more distance.
However, the next second he saw Jiang Fan rushing towards him with extremely strange and swift movements.
In the blink of an eye, the person had already flashed in front of him.
The man arrived, the knife arrived.
Compared to his unpredictable footwork, Jiang Fan's swordsmanship was even more unpredictable!
Before he could even see clearly, he was cleaved away by a single blow.
"Puff!"
After performing a perfect parabola, the A San crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Feeling his internal organs churning as if in a turmoil, the still-shocked A San felt a surge of relief.
Fortunately, the Divine Wind Camp has a rule that internal sparring is allowed, but fighting amongst themselves and causing deaths is strictly prohibited.
Otherwise, Jiang Fan wouldn't have used the back of the blade, but rather the sharp edge.
But just the back of the knife caused him such a serious injury.
If it were a blade, even if he survived by sheer luck, he would probably be crippled.
It was precisely because of Jiang Fan's strike that the world instantly fell silent.
Jiang Fan deftly put the knife back into its sheath, his movements incredibly graceful.
She turned around and looked at Bu Yingjun.
"I mean it, one move at a time."
Bu Yingjun's mouth was agape, and like everyone else present, he stared at Jiang Fan in utter astonishment.
"You—you—you are— High-Stage Third Rank! How can you be High-Stage Third Rank? Didn't you just get promoted to Third Rank? Weren't you Early-Stage Third Rank?"
"Actually, I've already been promoted to the High-Stage Third Rank, I just didn't say so before." Jiang Fan lied without even blinking.
Wei Cangyue also chimed in, "You really do surprise me every time!"
Of all those present, Wei Cangyue was the most surprised.
Because no one else knows Jiang Fan's true identity, if they knew that he was the top martial arts examinee of Fortress No. 31, and that at only 17 years old, he had reached the High-Stage Third Rank and that his Psychic Power had also reached the high level, their expressions would probably be distorted with shock.
"You shameless brat, you actually hid your strength and launched a sneak attack."
The one who said this was Wei Tingshan, who had just recovered from his injuries. At this moment, he was glaring at Jiang Fan with eyes full of anger and fiercely pointing his finger at him.
"Shameless? Hah!"
Wei Cangyue laughed, " A San, a Fourth Rank Middle Stage, challenged Tang Fan knowing he was only Early-Stage Third Rank. When it comes to shamelessness, no one can compare to him, right?"
"But that was something the kid agreed to voluntarily; no one forced him. And as an archer, he suddenly attacked before the A San was even ready. Compared to him, Tang Fan is much more shameless, isn't he?"
Although Wei Tingshan said that, he was actually quite surprised by the fact that Jiang Fan was so good at close combat.
The unpredictable footwork and the uncanny and exquisite swordsmanship were unlike anything he had ever encountered before.