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Chapter 114: Battle

Caiquan Island.

Lin Fan and Black Bear were chatting while soaking in the hot spring.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, if you treat Cao Ji like this, aren't you afraid that the other party will cause trouble for you? No matter what he says, he is also a descendant of the Zifu family. Otherwise, we will suffer some losses and give up Caiquan Island?"

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Trouble has already come to your door. It's useless to just tolerate it. On the contrary, more evil wolves will come to your door."

"Only by killing the chicken to scare the monkey, others will know that you are not someone to be trifled with."

"These words of Fellow Daoist Lin are too profound and I can't understand them."

"Fellow Taoist Xiong, read less Buddhist scriptures and more other books, and then you won't understand."



Outside the island.

Cao Ji yelled and cursed for a long time, but the other party seemed not to hear him and just left him outside the island.

He wanted to break in, but the other party opened the island's restrictions and he couldn't break through at all.

It would be useless to go to the sect to file a complaint, because not to mention that his brother-in-law was not killed by the other party, even if he was, it would be useless.

Because according to the sect rules, when the mortals below meet the inner sect disciples, they must strictly observe the etiquette of respect and inferiority.

With his brother-in-law's arrogant behavior, even if the other party kills him, it will be in vain.

But it's not enough to do it this way. His throat is almost smoking, but the other party is happily taking a bath.

"No, even if I don't have to go back to Caiquan Island, I still have to find a way to make up for the face I lost today."

After thinking for a while, he was ready to seek help from the scheming Zhang Yan.

A few hours later.

Cao Ji drank the spirit wine and poured out all his recent troubles to Zhang Yan opposite him.

"Junior brother Zhang Yan, you have to help me find a way. This Lin Fan is so hateful, he doesn't take me seriously at all!" Cao Ji said a little depressed.

"Senior Brother Cao, I thought something big happened to you, which made you so sulky. After talking for a long time, it turned out that it was just a turtle with a shrunken head." Zhang Yan said with a chuckle.

"Junior Brother Zhang, from what you say, have you already thought of a countermeasure?"

"That's natural."

"The reason why Lin Fan is able to live like this is because not many people know about it."

"If you openly declare a challenge to Junior Brother Lin in public, how can he live in peace?"

"This plan is okay. But what if the other party keeps shrinking on the island and doesn't go out?"

"Senior Brother Cao could not have forgotten that next month, Qin Feng, the master of the Tianjian Pavilion, will teach swordsmanship on Tianfeng Island. As a sword cultivator, how could Lin Fan miss such an opportunity?"

"The so-called sword cultivator is focused on moving forward without hesitation. The most taboo thing is to be timid and afraid of death."

"At that time, senior brother only needs to declare a declaration of war to Lin Fan in front of countless fellow swordsmen. If he is too timid to fight, I'm afraid he won't have the face to come out to see others."

"Junior Brother Zhang is really quick-thinking, this plan is very good!"

Cao Ji thought that in a month, he would be able to vent his bad breath in front of his fellow disciples, and the depression in his heart was suddenly wiped away!



In the blink of an eye, it was already a month later.

Tianfeng Island, which is usually sparsely populated, is now crowded with disciples who have come to listen to the lecture. Among them are not only veterans who have been studying swordsmanship for many years, but also many beginners.

After all, sword cultivators are recognized as the strongest at their level in the cultivation world!

Especially Qin Feng, the master of the Tianjian Pavilion who is giving the lecture this time, relies on his own Ziwei sword control skills, which can be said to be few rivals in the realm of Zifu.

It is said that in a recent sect mission, one of them faced three late-stage Zifu monks from Yuxu Sect, killing two of them on the spot and injuring one!

The injured man did not live long. He died of serious injuries within a month after returning to the sect.

As a half-sword cultivator, Lin Fan would not miss this rare opportunity. Therefore, he arrived on the island early and waited outside the lecture venue.

At this moment, Cao Ji suddenly came in front of him and shouted in front of everyone present: "Junior Brother Lin, I heard that your swordsmanship is extraordinary, do you dare to compete with me? If anyone loses, I will let him go."

Come out of the island where you live now!"

As soon as these words came out, thousands of eyes immediately came to the scene.

"What's the situation? Is there any conflict between Cao Ji and that person?"

"I don't know. I've never seen this guy in Tsing Yi before. I think he's a newcomer here."

"If he is a newcomer to the Upper House, then it makes sense. After all, Cao Ji has always been a bully and shy of the strong."

"I'm afraid this newcomer will have to suffer a little."

Just when everyone was talking about it, Lin Fan said: "It's boring to fight. If Senior Brother Cao is willing, you can have a fight to the death with me!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

This death duel is no joke. Once it is decided, one of the two parties must die for the duel to end!

And everything owned by the loser, including the cave, servants, property, etc., will belong to the winner!

It can be said that the Xueyang Sect encourages its disciples to fight and allows the existence of death duels. If it were other sects, they would not allow their disciples to engage in death duels at all.

When Cao Ji heard the word "fight to the death", he was also stunned.

He considered a variety of situations, but never thought that the other party would propose a fight to the death!

Now it was he who was in an embarrassing situation.

Is it worth risking your life for a mere Caiquan Island?

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but he couldn't do it at all.

After all, as the initiator of the duel, if he dared to refuse, he would be completely embarrassed today.

After hesitating for a moment, he felt that a man's face was more important. Besides, he was quite confident in his own strength.

After all, the opponent has just advanced to the next level, so can he still be unable to defeat a newcomer like him?

"Okay, let's fight to the death, whoever is afraid of whom!" Cao Ji gritted his teeth.

"Well, after the sermon is over, we will go to the sect to make a death-fight contract!" Lin Fan said calmly.

The reason why he decided to fight to the death with his opponent was because of full consideration.

First, it is to scare the monkeys, so that others will not dare to look down upon him.

Secondly, there is support from the sect behind the fight to the death.

Just like no one will bring out the grudges that occur in the Tianfeng Secret Realm, the sect also strictly prohibits anyone from seeking personal revenge for the grudges that arise in the death battle!

If someone dares to commit a crime, once discovered, the entire family will be severely punished!

Moreover, due to the family tradition of the Xueyang Sect, fighting to the death has become a normal way to resolve conflicts, and everyone has accepted this situation.

After this small episode, a powerful purple sword light suddenly flashed across the horizon.

Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by the roaring thunder in the ears, the extremely fast sword light instantly fell in front of the main hall on the island.

"This is the thunder sound of sword energy!" Some disciples exclaimed.

The sword light dissipated, and an old man with fluffy purple hair appeared with drunken eyes.

It is Qin Feng, the master of Tianjian Pavilion who has attracted much attention!

Qin Feng picked up the gourd from his waist, took a sip of spiritual wine, and then directly explained his insights on the way of swordsmanship.

His voice was not loud, but disciples listening from far away could clearly hear every word he said.

As Qin Feng explained, some people were fascinated, some had only half-understanding, and many more were confused.

However, regardless of whether they could understand or not, everyone present maintained absolute silence, and no one dared to desecrate this sacred moment of preaching.
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