Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 127 Su Qianjue

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this guy has good swordsmanship.

But to Lin Fan, to be honest, it is no different from cropping.

"Thank you, brother, for teaching me!" Lin Fan clasped his fists together.

"I, I lost." Before Cheng Yong could react at this time, Lin Fan had already stepped down.

Lin Fansheng.

"Boss Lin Fan, you are amazing, you defeated him with this move." Fang Jinggen said in admiration.

Lin Fan said: "You should work hard yourself."

Soon, Fang Jinggen was also called by the referee and went on stage.

Fang Jinggen's opponent was a layman of the sixth rank.

Fang Jinggen's swordsmanship is naturally not as strong as the opponent's, but...

What's so weird, Fang Jinggen actually blocked the opponent's attack with every move.

No matter how fierce the attacks of these sixth-rank laymen were, he could block them one by one.

In the end, Fang Jinggen found an opportunity and hit the sixth-grade layman on the chest with a wooden sword.

The referee judged that Fang Jing won.

"Ah! I did it, I actually lost to a second-rank layman!"

This sixth-grade layman obviously collapsed.

Lin Fan was also extremely surprised.

Fang Jinggen jumped off the ring excitedly, and after running back, he couldn't help feeling emotional: "Boss Ye Feng, these days, your beatings are not in vain, I can really block the opponent's attack."

Ye Feng?

Lin Fan glanced at him.

Ye Feng clasped his hands on his chest, and said lightly: "You have been beaten by me for so many days, not to mention your offensive ability, the man just now didn't use magic, just talking about swordsmanship, it is naturally difficult to defeat you."

"Being beaten still has this effect?" Bai Jingyun couldn't help asking from the side.

Lin Fan nodded beside him.

Ye Feng did often beat Fang Jinggen.

But it seems that this is not a bad thing. Many seventh-rank laymen here have poor actual combat ability.

In real fighting, there is still a certain gap between practicing swordsmanship in theory.

On the contrary, Fang Jinggen was beaten all day long, which gave him a lot of experience.

But in the second round, Fang Jinggen was not so lucky, and lost to a seventh-rank layman.

At that time, Fang Jinggen was also satisfied. The second-rank layman defeated the sixth-rank layman, which was enough for him to boast for a year.

However, Lin Fan made great strides forward, and everyone who met him was defeated by Lin Fan.

There are also many masters among them, and most of Lin Fan would be difficult to deal with if he used mana.

However, Lin Fan was not afraid of these people at all if he simply used swordsmanship instead of mana.

There were a lot of people participating in this competition, and it was not until evening that the top sixteen players were finally decided.

Among them, Lin Fan's name was naturally included.

What Lin Fan didn't expect was that among the top [-], Cangwaiyuan actually occupied nine places.

Cang Jiyuan, but only seven people entered.

But after thinking about it carefully, this is not too strange. Except for him, the other nine people are all from the five great families.

These people's resources and what they have learned since they were young are not much worse than those of Cang Jiyuan.

That night, Lin Fan went back to the house early, got a few bottles of beer from the cafeteria with Bai Jingyun and Fang Jinggen, and drank.

"Boss Lin Fan, you are really awesome, you actually made it into the top sixteen." Fang Jinggen was actually quite surprised even now.

When the list was finally announced, those who had heard of Lin Fan felt a little unbelievable.

After all, Lin Fan is just a fifth-rank layman. He just joined Cangjian Sect not long ago, but he did not expect to achieve such an achievement.

"It's strange." Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him: "I'll go to the cafeteria to get some cold dishes later, the dishes are almost gone."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Unexpectedly, at this time, an uninvited guest walked directly outside the door.

Mo Chen.

Lin Fan looked over.

He frowned slightly.

"Mo Chen?" Lin Fan frowned. Mo Chen is also a fifth-rank layman, but he also entered the top sixteen.

In fact, Lin Fan was a little surprised that he could enter the top sixteen.

Mo Chen said with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother Lin, I'm drinking. I'll disturb you for a few minutes. I'm representing the other eight people. Let me tell you together. If you meet someone from the Cangwaiyuan in the competition tomorrow, let them go." water."

release water?

Lin Fan looked at Mo Chen with doubts in his heart: "You people from the five great families also want the best magic pill?"

Mo Chen waved his hand: "That thing is meaningless to us, we just want a ranking, and hope that Junior Brother Lin will give me face."

Lin Fan suddenly understood a little bit, and understood why this guy was able to enter the top sixteen.

I'm afraid nine times out of ten, it was released along the way.

Lin Fan was quite speechless. He said, "I'm not interested in number one, but I'm even less interested in releasing water."

When Mo Chen heard this, his eyes flickered for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but then he shook his head and said, "Then, I wish Junior Brother Lin a good ranking."

He turned and left.

"Bah, what the hell." Fang Jinggen scolded: "My boss, Lin Fan, can at least make it into the top eight, put water, let him fart."

Lin Fan said: "Okay, let's drink and talk about it tomorrow."

To Lin Fan, this match may not matter, but to others, it is extremely important.

Most of those who can make it to the top [-] have no interest in the best magic pills, they just want to prove themselves and get a good ranking.

In a place like the Cangjian Sect, where strength is the most important thing, only when you prove your strength can you get the respect and treatment you deserve.

For example, even if Lin Fan doesn't have any background, if he shows a genius like Ye Feng, will Mo Chen dare to ask him to let him go?

Day two.

In the square, basically all the disciples who had free time came.

The ten arenas were also dismantled, and a huge arena was built instead.

Lin Fan and fifteen other people of different ages stood side by side on the ring.

And the disciples below, one by one, talked loudly about the candidates they thought were more likely to win the championship.

"I think Mo Chen is good. I didn't expect the strength of the fifth-rank layman to enter the top sixteen."

"You know what, Miao Wenwu from the Miao family, even though he is 60 years old, he has been at the seventh-rank layman level for so long, and his strength is terrifying."

"That Lin Fan."

"Lin Fan? Hey, why is there a fifth-rank layman?"

"How did this guy get into the top sixteen?"

"Wouldn't it be the top [-] based on connections?"

Listening to the discussion of those guys below, Lin Fan was speechless for a while, what's the matter, what's the relationship?

Sure enough, seeing someone of the same strength, or even weaker than yourself, achieve something that he couldn't do, the first thing he didn't think about was his lack of ability.

Instead, I suspect that people go through the back door.

At this time, Rong Yunhe, the head of Cangjian Sect, walked out side by side with a middle-aged man of similar age and full of imposing manner.

Rong Yunhe and Su Qianjue chatted politely.

This Su Qianjue is the head of the Xuanming Sword Sect!

(End of this chapter)