Hua Feiyang trembled violently in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party's moves were so fast, and he couldn't even react with his body skills.
And almost, the sword finger could easily penetrate his throat, but the opponent suddenly stopped, showing that he was merciful and did not put him to death.
"Hua Feiyang, although your swordsmanship is mysterious, your speed is still too slow. You are too far behind against me!"
Ye Fan pointed out Hua Feiyang's shortcomings in one sentence, but ironically, this is exactly what Hua Feiyang believes is his advantage.
Through this battle, Hua Feiyang deeply realized the gap between himself and Ye Fan. Although the two sides were both at the second level of transcending tribulation, the gap in strength was huge.
Ye Fan retracted his fingers, and Hua Feiyang seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and immediately collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.
He sat on the ground and looked at Ye Fan, who was above him, as if he saw a giant standing in front of him, an existence that he could not surpass.
"Alas, I lost in the end, to Mark!"
He was very disappointed in his heart and very disappointed with himself.
"Oh, I didn't expect that even Hua Feiyang would lose to Ye Fan!"
"Damn it, Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
"Why did you lose to Ye Fan? Don't you want to bring glory to the Dongyue Sword Sect or even the Five Mountains Sword Sect?"
"If you lose to this brat, you are smearing our Five Mountains Sword Sect!"
…
Countless monks began to ridicule and abuse Hua Feiyang, which made him fall into great anxiety.
He was originally the leader of the Dongyue Sword Sect and should be praised.
However, before Ye Fan, he could not catch a single move. His current failure is the greatest irony.
Hua Feiyang is like a drowned dog, being yelled at and beaten by everyone.
"Get up! Does this make you depressed?"
Suddenly, he heard a voice. He looked up and saw that it was Ye Fan.
"what happened?"
Hua Feiyang was even more confused, how could Ye Fan call him?
"Hua Feiyang, there is still a lot of room for improvement in your swordsmanship. The reason why you cannot break through yourself is because you are trapped in your own swordsmanship. In other words, it is Dongyue Swordsmanship that limits your performance! So,
If you want to break through your own limits, you must abandon this swordsmanship and create a new swordsmanship that suits you!"
After saying that, Ye Fan left.
"Create your own new swordsmanship?"
Hua Feiyang's brain suddenly roared as if it had been attacked by lightning, and then suddenly became enlightened, as if he had found a new world.
"I was defeated. Thank you very much for not killing me!"
Suddenly, Hua Feiyang flew up and saluted Ye Fan with his hands raised.
No need to be polite, just remember my words!"
Ye Fan smiled slightly and then walked to Xuanyun Gate.
"Feiyang..."
Seeing his proud disciple defeated, Dongyue Sword Master was also a little sad.
"Master, it's okay, I understand my shortcomings!"
A smile appeared on Hua Feiyang's face, which made Dongyue Sword Master curious.
"What did you say?"
"I know my shortcomings, thank you Master!"
After saying that, Hua Feiyang entered a state of trance and began to think about how to create his own swordsmanship.
"All right!"
Dongyue Sword Master didn't understand, but it was a good result to see that Hua Feiyang didn't sink directly because of the battle with Ye Fan.
After all, once such a proud genius suffers such a major failure, many people will be devastated.
…
"Dongyue Sword Master, stop talking nonsense and come on stage!"
At this moment, a violent voice came from the battle platform, it was Patriarch Hongling.
"Haha, Patriarch Hongling is indeed worthy of his reputation!"
Dongyue Sword Master flew to the battle stage with his four elders.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on, come together, I don't care!"
Patriarch Hongling crossed his arms and made an arrogant posture. After all, that was the impression he gave others.
"Okay, Master Patriarch, let's decide the outcome with one move!"
"It's interesting, let's do it"!
Patriarch Hongling did not expect that the other party would actually say such a fighting method, but as an old-timer, he would always accompany him no matter how he fought.
"Dongyue Sword Formation!"
"rise!"
The five masters of the Dongyue Sword Sect released their immortal swords at the same time, gathered formations in the sky, and attacked the Hongling Patriarch.
"Ha, pediatrics!"
But upon hearing Patriarch Hongling's sneer, the formation suddenly moved, and a huge golden sword light appeared in front of him.
"Since you are playing with swords, I will give you this opportunity!"
"Array Saint Realm—Golden Light Immortal Sword!"
Patriarch Hongling shouted loudly, and the golden sword flew out.
"Boom!"
Then, the Golden Light Immortal Sword and the opponent's Dongyue Sword Formation bombarded each other.
"Puff puff!"
Then, all the fairy swords in the sky fell to the ground.
"Master Patriarch is really awesome, I will respect you!"
In fact, after Ye Fan's victory, the Dongyue Sword Master understood that they could not be the opponent of the Hongling Patriarch, but for the dignity of the Dongyue Sword Sect, they could not miss the fight.
"well!"
Patriarch Hongling agreed a few times, then flew away from the battlefield.
"Xuanyunmen, win!"
Finally, the second round of Xuanyunmen’s battle is over, advance!
"I didn't expect that Xuanyun Sect would advance to the third round. It's really amazing!"
"This was the sect that was least favored at first, but now, it seems to be competing for a spot!"
"Ye Fan and Hongling Patriarch are both ruthless characters, not simple!"
Now, everyone's views on Xuanyun Sect have completely changed. Being able to defeat the people of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and win so easily means that their potential is very great.
The battle continued, and after half a day, the second round of competition was finally over.
The five sects born out of it are the Zidian Palace, the Ice Soul Palace, the Lihuo Palace, the Xuanyun Sect, and the Beiyue Sword Sect.
However, the Beiyue Sword Sect and the Xiyue Sword Sect worked too hard in the previous battle. After the fierce battle, both sides suffered losses and their combat effectiveness was almost exhausted.
"Now, let's proceed to the third round of drawing lots!"
Suddenly, Elder Xu flew to the battlefield and shouted to everyone.
"Okay, it's time for the third round of drawing, and it's a strong showdown."
"Yes, it looks good now."
"Just waiting for this round!"
Countless monks were excited, especially the casual cultivators. They all wanted to see the strongest showdown to enhance their own understanding and improve their cultivation.