Chapter 25: Sect Competition, Opportunity to Watch Swords

Meng Fan rolled his eyes immediately.

Serving the emperor, what are you doing as a spirit?

Are you trying to absorb my Yang Qi?

"Hurry back to your sword." Meng Fan said unhappily.

"Isn't my maid beautiful?" Hong Qi had floated in front of Meng Fan, her little face was only an inch away from Meng Fan's face, almost face to face.

There is no doubt that this is pure teasing.

Meng Fan simply closed his eyes and continued to practice, out of sight, out of mind.

"Boring guy!" Hong Qi muttered, then turned into a red light and went back into the Hong Qi sword.

Soon, it was dawn.

Meng Fan walked out of the room, washed up and began to wipe the long sword.

After wiping forty long swords, only one of them contained evil spirit.

After refining the evil spirit, Meng Fan learned a sword technique from the sword evil memory.

"Lingyun Sword Technique"

An ordinary sword technique.

In fact, Meng Fan had seen this sword technique before when he was watching swords in Wujian Hall.

Although Meng Fan didn't care about this sword technique, it was also considered to be perfecting his Wanjian Guizong.

"Meng boy, I won't go out today. If you want to go to Wujian Hall, just go directly."

It was almost noon when Senior Brother Luo got up as usual.

Yesterday he went to get a lot of wine, enough for him to drink for a few days.

Meng Fan didn't hesitate to hear this. After saying something to Senior Brother Luo, he left Jian Pavilion.

Anyway, he had already wiped his sword today, so there was nothing to do in Jian Pavilion.

Senior Brother Luo looked at Meng Fan's back and showed surprise on his face.

"This kid is really amazing. Jian Pavilion seems to have picked up a treasure by accident this time."

When Meng Fan came to Jian Pavilion, he was just a chores disciple. Not only did he not cultivate to the Qi training realm, he didn't even have the first wisp of true Qi in his body.

How long has it been?

He broke through to the second level of Qi training!

To be honest, it's a bit outrageous.

"Isn't it a bit of a waste of talent for such a talent to stay in Jian Ge?" Senior Brother Luo couldn't help but think of this.

"No, such a talent has a bright future in Jian Ge!"

For ordinary people to be a sword-guarding disciple in Jian Ge is a dead end and will not end well.

But for truly outstanding talents, it is easier to soar to the sky in Jian Ge!

Danger is often accompanied by amazing opportunities.

It's just that ordinary people don't have the ability to survive danger and get opportunities.

"It seems that we can find an opportunity in advance and take him upstairs to meet Elder Lin." Senior Brother Luo muttered to himself.

However, although Meng Fan has never met Elder Lin, it does not mean that Elder Lin has never met Meng Fan.

Perhaps Elder Lin has been paying attention to this kid Meng Fan for a long time.

At the beginning, he was not qualified to be Elder Lin's direct disciple, maybe Meng Fan has a chance!

After leaving Jian Ge, Meng Fan went straight to Wujian Hall.

As a result, there were no disciples practicing swords in Wujian Hall today.

What's going on?

Meng Fan frowned.

On ordinary days, there are a lot of people in Wujian Hall, but today there is not a single disciple, which is obviously very abnormal.

After a moment, Meng Fan slapped his forehead.

He then realized that today was the day of the Shushan Sword Sect's sect disciple competition.

Whether it is a chores disciple, an outer disciple, or an inner disciple, they all have to participate in the ranking competition to update their rankings.

In the past, Meng Fan always ranked last every time he participated in the chores disciple ranking competition.

So this sect disciple competition can be said to be Meng Fan's shadow.

But now Meng Fan has become a sword-guarding disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and he no longer needs to participate in this kind of competition.

"In the sect competition, you can actually see more sword techniques, which is better than in Wujian Hall." Meng Fan muttered to himself and left Wujian Hall.

Since he doesn't have to participate in the sect competition, he has time to watch other people's swordsmanship.

In Shushan Sword Sect, 99% of the disciples use swords and learn sword techniques.

It is rare for someone to practice other weapons.

So if Meng Fan wanted to watch swordplay, this sect competition was indeed a good choice.

Soon, Meng Fan came to the Tianjian Square of Shushan Sword Sect.

This square was extremely wide, almost occupying half of Shushan, and it could be said to be the appearance of Shushan Sword Sect.

Tianjian Square could accommodate tens of thousands of people at a time.

Even if all the people of Shushan Sword Sect came to Tianjian Square, they could still stand.

Meng Fan was late, and many disciples had already started the competition.

Tianjian Square was divided into three areas at this moment.

Miscellaneous disciples area, outer disciples area, inner disciples area.

Although miscellaneous disciples had the lowest status, they occupied the largest area.

There was no way, the number of miscellaneous disciples was more than the inner disciples and outer disciples combined!

Since he was watching the battle, Meng Fan naturally chose the strongest one to watch.

He came to the area where the inner disciples were without making a sound.

Although he was only a cultivator of the second level of Qi training, he was somewhat out of place among the inner disciples.

But today is a big day, so naturally no one would jump out to mock Meng Fan, saying that Meng Fan doesn't deserve to be here.

Everyone is very honest!

"Meng Fan, why are you here?" Meng Fan heard a familiar voice shortly after arriving at the inner disciples' area.

Little rich woman Liu Yanping!

Meng Fan was naturally impressed by this rich man who gave him eleven spirit stones in one breath.

"Senior Sister Liu." Meng Fan hurriedly greeted and responded.

Liu Yanping came to Meng Fan and said in a strange way: "Shouldn't you be with the outer disciples? Oh, I remember, you are not an outer disciple, you are from the Sword Pavilion, you should not participate in the sect competition, right?"

Meng Fan nodded and said: "Yes, Senior Sister Liu."

"Then what are you doing here? Watching everyone fighting?" Liu Yanping knew Meng Fan's hobby, that is, he liked to hide in the corner and watch others practice swords.

Now that the sect competition is going on, a "peeping Tom" like Meng Fan will definitely not miss it.

Meng Fan smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Sister Liu, you are asking and answering yourself, and you have interrupted me. What should I say?"

"Haha!" Liu Yanping laughed loudly, very free and easy.

She saw Meng Fan watching a pair of inner disciples fighting with swords, shook her head and said: "Don't watch them fighting with swords, there is nothing to see, you should look at this first."

Then she dragged Meng Fan to another direction, where another man and woman were fighting with swords.

"Is there anything special about these two people?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

He didn't understand why Liu Yanping dragged him over to watch the two people duel.

"This woman is called Yang Xiaohua. She ranked one place higher than me in the inner sect disciples in the last two times. I have been annoyed with her for a long time and want to take her down." Liu Yanping said indignantly.

Meng Fan asked a little curiously: "Then what's the point of pulling me over?"

Liu Yanping said: "I see that you are very proficient in many sword techniques. Have you learned the "Thirteen Swords of Clouds and Mists" she practiced?"

Thirteen Swords of Clouds and Mists?

To be honest, Meng Fan himself didn't know whether he had learned it.

He had seen many sword techniques in the Wujian Hall, but he didn't know the names of those sword techniques.