Chapter 168: Not as good as Jiang Fan

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Not as good as Jiang Fan

Be like water.

Be gentle when it’s needed, be fierce when it’s necessary.

There’s no need to be polite to those with ill intentions.

Ling Guihai immediately froze.

He had thought that by instigating everyone to humiliate Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan would panic and give up his seat.

But Jiang Fan didn’t play by the rules.

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Not only did he not give up his seat, but he also called out names, leaving Ling Guihai unsure whether to get angry or endure it.

If he got angry, this person was brought by Liu Qingxian.

If he endured it, would the ninth rank of the Golden List really sit at the last seat?

Fortunately.

Jiang Fan’s words caused an uproar.

“Impudent! How dare you speak to Big Brother Ling like that?”

“Don’t you have any sense? Move!”

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“Is this a seat you can sit at?”

However, Jiang Fan remained unmoved.

He glanced at a few shouting people and said, “Ling Guihai told me to sit here.”

“Who are you to contradict Ling Guihai?”

A few martial artists were frustrated.

They knew Jiang Fan’s reasoning was absurd, but they couldn’t refute it.

Blame it on Ling Guihai for not having good intentions, wanting to trouble Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan didn’t play by the rules.

Instead, it left Ling Guihai in a dilemma.

Liu Qingxian finally understood the meaning behind Ling Guihai’s words, her face turned cold, and she slapped the table, saying, “I also asked Jiang Fan to sit here.”

“What, Ling Guihai and I have no objections, but you all do?”

The words they intended to say suddenly disappeared.

With Liu Qingxian stepping in, how could they dare to be impolite?

However, some still tried to defend Ling Guihai.

The female disciple from the Desires Sect, draped in a thin gauze, gracefully moved to sit beside Ling Guihai.

Her voluptuous body pressed against his arm, her eyes seductively said, “Wherever Junior Brother Ling sits is the chief seat.”

Ling Guihai smiled slightly, “Fairy Ruyue is too kind.”

The other martial artists suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to curry favor with Ling Guihai.

During the Martial Path exchange later, if Ling Guihai was in a good mood and casually pointed out a move or two, it would be worth more than a year or two of hard training.

So, they all stood up.

“Indeed, the rank of a seat is determined not by the seat itself, but by the person sitting in it.”

“Junior Brother Ling, this seat here is the highest!”

Watching them make a fuss over the seats.

Jiang Fan reluctantly said, “I told you I didn’t want to come.”

“Instead of wasting time, why not focus on cultivation,”

Liu Qingxian also frowned and said, “What a mess! How did a well-intentioned Martial Path exchange turn into this?”

“Let’s sit for a while longer. If Xia Chaoge doesn’t come, we’ll leave too!”

She couldn’t stand this atmosphere either.

But Ling Guihai was greatly enjoying being the center of attention.

He smiled indifferently and said, “Junior Brother Jiang, sit as you please in my seat.”

The crowd couldn’t help but sneer.

Ji Ruyue blinked her beautiful eyes and had a mind to flatter Ling Guihai even more, “Junior Brother Ling, I’ve long heard of your extraordinary swordsmanship, unmatched among the Nine-Sect.”

“Ruyue has admired it for a long time. Could you possibly demonstrate a segment of your swordsmanship to sate my appetite?”

With her words.

Everyone became interested.

Some genuinely wanted to see the swordsmanship of this elite disciple from the Myriad Swords Sect.

Ling Guihai also wanted to show off in front of Liu Qingxian.

He had long heard that Liu Qingxian specialized in swordsmanship.

And the Myriad Swords Sect’s swordsmanship was unparalleled in its precision and skill.

So, he said with a bright smile, “Since everyone is so kind, I’ll show my humble skills!”

He got up and stepped onto the small stage in the room.

Grasping the hilt of his sword, he suddenly drew it.

A cold light flashed, as if a chilling sword gleam sliced through their hearts, causing an inexplicable cold shiver.

The elites from various sects all showed signs of amazement in their eyes.

“Such impressive Sword Qi! Just drawing the sword has such momentum!”

“The Myriad Swords Sect’s swordsmanship is certainly not an exaggeration!”

“Ling Guihai’s ninth rank on the Golden List is indeed well deserved!”

Ling Guihai was secretly pleased, and when he looked at Liu Qingxian and saw her focused attention, he felt even happier.

He immediately performed a set of his most proud swordsmanship skills.

“Meteor Chasing the Moon!”

“Heavenly Rainbow Through the Sun!”

“Great Breaking General Star!”

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His swordsmanship was known for its might, each move stronger than the last!

The Sword Qi crisscrossed, fierce and thousands of beams.

The granite stage beneath his feet became marked with invisible sword scars.

The decorative scrolls hanging on the walls fell silently like shredded paper.

Those watching from a distance couldn’t help but hold their breath.

There was a feeling of suffocation, like being in the vast ocean.

Fearing that one misstep from Ling Guihai would cause the Sword Qi to lose control and swallow them.

Clang——

As the long sword returned to its sheath, the swordsmanship demonstration ended.

The taut strings in everyone’s hearts finally relaxed, and they breathed heavily.

Ji Ruyue wiped the sweat from her forehead, eyes full of admiration, lightly patting her chest in a fearful manner:

“Junior Brother Ling, you were so terrifying when displaying your swordsmanship.”

“I was afraid you might hurt me.”

Others also had lingering fear.

“Still as a gentleman, moving like thunder; that’s the best description of Junior Brother Ling.”

“I never understood what the ninth rank on the Golden List meant, but now I finally do. We in Foundation Establishment can’t even breathe easily in his presence, let alone fight him.”

This time, they weren’t just flattering.

These were words from the heart.

Even Jiang Fan, who didn’t like his personality, couldn’t help but praise, “This guy does have real skills after all.”

The set of swordsmanship just performed was smooth and skillful, with power controlled at will.

To reach the ninth rank on the Golden List, he indeed had some tricks up his sleeve.

Hearing all the acclaim, Ling Guihai was secretly delighted, and he smiled at Liu Qingxian, who had not spoken all along:

“Junior Sister Liu, do you have any pointers on my swordsmanship?”

Everyone understood.

Ling Guihai was using his swordsmanship to build a connection with Liu Qingxian.

They all showed playful expressions.

They wanted to see how Ling Guihai would win the heart of this famous beauty in the Nine-Sect.

Unexpectedly.

Liu Qingxian’s expression was indifferent, and she simply uttered four words.

“Not as good as Jiang Fan.”

She admitted, Ling Guihai’s swordsmanship was indeed extraordinary.

But after witnessing Jiang Fan’s “Sword Heart Engraving” with its terrifying lightning-like Sword Qi, she still remembered it clearly.

In comparison, Ling Guihai’s swordsmanship fell short.

It didn’t impress her at all.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Everyone looked at each other, a little doubtful of their ears.

Not as good as Jiang Fan?

Ling Guihai’s swordsmanship was not as good as Jiang Fan’s?

Was Liu Qingxian serious?

And Ling Guihai, who was wholeheartedly trying to show off, felt as if he was struck by thunder.

After all his efforts, this was the answer he received?

He couldn’t help but look at Jiang Fan.

His eyes were filled with confusion.

How was he not as good as a martial artist without a Spirit Root?

To be blunt, he was a Martial Path trash!

A deep sense of unwillingness brewed in his heart, and he said with a strained expression:

“Is that so? Apparently, Junior Brother Jiang’s swordsmanship is so remarkable.”

“Could Junior Brother Jiang possibly demonstrate it?”

“So I can understand what makes it better than mine!”