Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Wang Bufan
"Wang Bufan, what do you mean by this?"
In front of Golden Phoenix Tower, a group of young people are blocking the way. The person speaking turns out to be Leng Feng, a disciple of Su Yanru.
The commotion here, of course, has long been known to the upper echelons of Golden Phoenix Tower. But given the other party’s status, they find it inconvenient to come out, leaving the matter to the young people inside the tower.
Wang Bufan laughed, "What do I mean? The Spring and Autumn Hall has always been suppressing the Golden Phoenix Tower. As the first disciple of the Spring and Autumn Hall, it is only right that I teach the first disciple of the Golden Phoenix Tower some manners."
The Spring and Autumn Hall is one of the three major forces in Feiyan City.
Unlike Golden Phoenix Tower, which has only grown over several decades, the Spring and Autumn Hall is an old power in Feiyan City, rooted here for hundreds of years. Therefore, in terms of local connections, the Spring and Autumn Hall is stronger than Golden Phoenix Tower.
However, over the years, Golden Phoenix Tower has attracted many masters, and with its growing popularity, it has been recognized as one of the three major powers.
Spring and Autumn Hall and Golden Phoenix Tower have not been on good terms.
Beyond the rivalry between their factions and territorial disputes, an important reason was that, five years ago, the master of Spring and Autumn Hall prepared a grand gift to propose to Su Yanru, only to be publicly rejected by her.
The Hall Master of Spring and Autumn Hall felt that Su Yanru looked down on him and made him lose face. Since then, the two factions have been at odds, from competing over businesses to ordinary disciples challenging each other.
As the adopted son of the Spring and Autumn Hall’s Master, Wang Bufan naturally follows his adoptive father’s footsteps. Now that his skills have improved, he came to challenge without waiting.
"You dare to challenge my Golden Phoenix Tower?"
A cold voice resounded as three figures slowly approached, revealing Sha Zongheng, Lan Ning, and Jin Wuwei. The speaker was none other than Lan Ning.
Wang Bufan’s eyes moved up and down as he studied Lan Ning before bursting into laughter, "Quite pretty. How about being my concubine?"
Many disciples of Golden Phoenix Tower were silently indignant.
Wang Bufan, relying on his martial arts skills and status, dared to be so arrogant here. It was simply outrageous!
Making matters worse, Wang Bufan’s lecherous gaze made Lan Ning’s eyes icy cold. Before she could answer, someone stood out and shouted, "Begone!"
Looking at you, you must be Jin Wuwei, one of the so-called three prodigies?"
Wang Bufan had evidently done some research beforehand, but when he mentioned the term "three prodigies" his tone was mocking.
"So what if I am?"
Jin Wuwei retorted.
"Ha ha ha... How interesting, an uncultured peasant daring to call himself a prodigy. It almost makes me laugh my teeth out."
Wang Bufan burst out laughing, followed by the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Hall behind him.
Many of the disciples of the Golden Phoenix Tower suddenly remembered that this Wang Bufan was accepted by a legitimate martial arts faction and became a disciple of an elder. Because of this, he had always looked down on his peers in Feiyan City.
A legitimate martial arts faction is a martial arts power that has been approved by the Qingxue League and holds the faction creation token, and its status is far higher than that of the rogue martial arts faction.
Creak.
Jin Wuwei’s fist audibly tightened. Step by step, he walked toward Wang Bufan. He was a proud man who wouldn’t allow anyone to insult him.
"Thinking of fighting? Too bad. You’re no match for me."
Wang Bufan said casually with a smile.
His contemptuous gaze enraged Jin Wuwei, who shouted, "Arrogant fool!"
The moment the words fell, there was a loud sound as Jin Wuwei launched a powerful Dragon Tiger Fist, targeting Wang Bufan’s face.
"Just a minor skill, yet you dare to make a fool of yourself."
Wang Bufan countered with a palm.
As the fist met the palm, a strong gust blew, sweeping up dust from the ground.
Wang Bufan stood calmly, but Jin Wuwei was forced to take several steps back.
"Senior Brother Jin."
The disciples of the Golden Phoenix Tower were in shock, finding it hard to believe that Jin Wuwei was at a disadvantage in a straight-on confrontation.
With an uplifted brow, Jin Wuwei shouted and launched another fist technique.
Three Iron Fist Techniques - Breaking Iron Fist.
"This punch is somewhat interesting."
Wang Bufan’s face showed a slight seriousness as he drew his knife from behind and slashed forward quickly.
As the blade met the fist, Wang Bufan used the opportunity to quickly get in front of Jin Wuwei and launched six more rapid strikes.
Separately, the six strikes were not strong, but what they lacked in strength was compensated with speed. Jin Wuwei didn’t have time to use the remaining two strikes and was forced to counter with Dragon Tiger Fist.
As a result, he quickly fell into a disadvantageous situation.
After thirty-six moves, Wang Bufan laughed, "Gale Quick Flash!"
Gripping his sword with both hands, it became a swift shadow, breaking through Jin Wuwei’s fist wind in an instant and sweeping him off the ground. Jin Wuwei flew backward, vomiting a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
"Senior Brother Jin is injured!"
The disciples of the Golden Phoenix Tower were startled. Some wanted to help him, but were stopped by Jin Wuwei, who had struggled to his feet. He stared at Wang Bufan and asked, "What was that blade technique just now?"
"The Twelve Gale Blade Techniques. Your skills barely qualified, forcing out the ninth technique."
Wang Bufan wore an arrogant expression, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Jin Wuwei silently stepped back, his face expressionless. However, only Sha Zongheng saw that his fists, bloodied within his sleeves, were clenched so hard that his veins were popping.
"Only the ninth technique?"
Listening to Wang Bufan’s words, not to mention the other disciples of Golden Phoenix Tower, even Lan Ning felt a heavy pressure.
"Missy, do you want to take a shot? However, if you lose, you have to marry me as a concubine. How does that sound?"
Nonchalantly, Wang Bufan pointed at Lan Ning and curled his finger whilst laughing boisterously.
The unjust woman, Su Yanru, had disgraced his adoptive father years ago. Today, he would marry the female prodigy of the Golden Phoenix Tower as his concubine, a perfect way to avenge his adoptive father.
"How dare you!"
"Wang, don’t be so arrogant."
"Do you really think we have no one in the Golden Phoenix Tower?"
Wang Bufan’s deliberately humiliating words first angered the disciples of the Golden Phoenix Tower present at the scene. Many of them were seething with anger, poised to fight back.
"So what if I am arrogant?"
"Senior Brother Wang is the top young martial artist in Feiyan City. There is no one in the Golden Phoenix Tower who can match him!"
The disciples of Spring and Autumn Hall refused to be outdone, forming a solid wall of defiance with contempt and derision in their words.
"Lan Ning, don’t promise him."
Jin Wuwei’s voice suddenly echoed in Lan Ning’s ear, making her pause.
"Wang Bufan, in the mid-term of the nine-staged Hidden Qi phase, is slightly superior to us. And I have a feeling his Gale Blade Technique has probably reached the perfection of the Transformation Phase."
At first glance, the Twelve Gale Style Techniques seemed mediocre. But if Jin Wuwei’s judgment was correct, this Wang Bufan was indeed tricky to deal with.
Lan Ning had previously defeated Jin Wuwei relying on her Light Sword Great Method at the peak of the Transformation Phase.
But those who had seen that battle knew that Lan Ning had not won easily. On the other hand, Wang Bufan had defeated Jin Wuwei even while hiding his true strength.
Upon comparison, Lan Ning immediately realized she might not be a match for Wang Bufan.
"Missy, it seems you are afraid. That makes sense; all of you in the Golden Phoenix Tower are like turtles hiding in their shells, cowardly and incompetent. Such a shame, I have wasted my trip here."
With a disappointed expression, Wang Bufan shook his head and prepared to leave.
"Don’t you dare disrespect my Golden Phoenix Tower, I will fight you!"
In the end, Lan Ning was a seventeen-year-old young girl. With her naturally high-spirited nature, she couldn’t bear being provoked by Wang Bufan any longer, deciding to step forward to fight.
On the sidelines, Sha Zongheng and Jin Wuwei both changed their expressions, but in the heat of the moment, they didn’t know how to stop her.
"You do have courage."
Wang Bufan focused on Lan Ning’s pretty face, licked his lips, the fire in his heart blazing high.
"Junior Sister Lan, Leave this man to me."
At this point, a pleasant and deep voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
Following the voice, they saw an young man in a green robe standing not too far away, a faint smile playing on his face.
"Senior Brother Shi, Senior Brother Shi is back."
Presently Shi Xiaole was held in high esteem among the disciples of the Golden Phoenix Tower, far surpassing the past. Not only because of his own strength but also his status as the future master of the tower, making others look upon him with newfound respect.
Therefore, seeing his return, many people were excited.
"Who are you to stand in my way?"
Wang Bufan’s eyes flashed, feigning ignorance.
"I am your opponent."
"Oh, so you’re the Shi... Shi something Le. Ha, ha, you’ve finally come out after hiding for so long."
Amidst the laughter of the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Hall, Shi Xiaole kept his usual composure. Instead of drawing his well-known Qingfeng sword, he drew an ordinary one, saying, "Laugh now, mourn later."
"Is that so? With you?"
Wang Bufan’s eyes squinted dangerously.
He had planned to teach Shi Xiaole a bitter lesson from the very beginning. But now, he decided to leave seventeen or eighteen slashes on the young man’s face to see if he would dare to defy him again.
"Hall Master, I fear Little Le is not his match, won’t you stop him?"
Atop a high-rise in the Golden Phoenix Tower, Su Yanru had returned ahead of the rest. Hearing the Hall Master’s words, she said, "Ever since he came back, Little Le has been acting systematically. Let’s see how this plays out first."
Without the Hall Master’s reminder, Su Yanru had made up her mind. If Wang Bufan dared to intentionally hurt Shi Xiaole, regardless of whether he was the top genius of the Spring and Autumn Hall or not, he would face dire consequences!
As she turned her thoughts over, the fierce battle outside the Golden Phoenix Tower had already begun.
Like a tiger or leopard, Wang Bufan charged forward, swinging his blade at Shi Xiaole. It was a third-rate superior martial art called Gale Blade Technique.
Clearly, he planned to defeat Shi Xiaole quickly, showcasing his extraordinary strength with swift ruthlessness.
Activating Fuyang Qi Skill to the limit, Shi Xiaole slapped his left hand several times, creating a Heaven and Earth Net Force. With his right hand, he swung his sword to meet the attack.
Clang! Clang! Two clashes.
At first, Wang Bufan’s long knife slashed at Shi Xiaole’s sword under the influence of the Heaven and Earth Net Force.
Next, Shi Xiaole stabbed at Wang Bufan’s shoulder, forcing the latter to block in haste.
"Let’s see how many moves you can block."
Wang Bufan roared angrily, continuously using the Gale Blade Technique, pressing on relentlessly.
But Shi Xiaole, wielding a Miao Family Sword in one hand and the Heaven and Earth Net Force in the other, was on an equal footing.
However, Wang Bufan’s internal power was after all much deeper than Shi Xiaole’s, so after several dozen rounds, he gradually gained the upper hand.
