Ling Chuxi could see an almost imperceptible fatigue in Fang Yuanqiu’s eyes. Although that finger gesture was effective, forcefully using a Level-9 move with the cultivation of Battle Qi Level-8 would drain Battle Qi drastically.
Fang Yuanqiu was stunned – he did not expect Lan Xinyu to withstand his attack. He quickly repeated the finger gesture.
“Be careful of his finger gesture!” Lan Xinyu suddenly heard Ling Chuxi’s voice, and she fixed her gaze on Fang Yuanqiu’s fingers. Although she could not understand it, she figured there was something mysterious behind it and attacked without hesitation.
Multiple whip shadows, like thousands of golden snakes, formed a dangerous net of light in front of Fang Yuanqiu. Fang Yuanqiu was shocked, and quickly gestured again while waving his sword to block. The effect of this hastily formed finger gesture was far different from the previous one, and did not exhibit the Battle Qi of Level-9.
Both of them were at the same level of Battle Qi Level-8, but Lan Xinyu’s combat ability had been honed under Ling Chuxi’s merciless bullying. How could Fang Yuanqiu possibly beat her? Lan Xinyu’s whip would ruin him.
Crack! A whip lashed out and a ray of golden light flashed across Fang Yuanqiu’s chest. He was sent flying, landing heavily outside the fighting ring.
Ling Chuxi shook her head disappointedly. She had wanted to take another look at his finger gesture to study it better, but he just seemed to be repeating those few actions. She didn’t know whether he had yet to finish learning it or whether the finger gesture was actually that simple.
Amidst the deafening cheers, Lan Xinyu stood tall in the fighting ring, calm and confident.
Master Lan stared at his young granddaughter proudly, tears welling in his eyes. Beside him, the Fang family head’s expression became as dark as the bottom of a pot.
“Master Fang, do you still wish to compete in the following matches?” The dean asked. He knew the situation of the Lan family and the Fang family. The Fang family’s talents had faded over the years, it was practically a miracle to have been able to produce Fang Yuanqiu. They probably would not be able to find even one person with Battle Qi Level-7 amongst the younger generations. Was there even a need to continue competing?
“Why aren’t we competing anymore? Do you really think that my Fang family has no one else?” The Fang family head calmed down and asked coldly.
Immediately, another young man stepped onto the stage. He seemed to be even stronger than Fang Yuanqiu.
“This person isn’t from the Fang family, is he?” Master Lan asked as he observed the young man. The two families had fought for many years, and he always checked the information about the Fang family’s descendants. The person in front of him was obviously not from the Fang family. His voice reached the ears of the crowd below, and everyone fell silent. They looked at the person doubtfully, and then at the Fang family head.
“This is my recently adopted godson. Why is he not considered a member of the Fang family?” The Fang family head asked menacingly.
“Godson? How can a godson be counted? That is too shameless.”
“They are also a well-known family. How can they say such shameless things?” Sneers could be heard from the crowd.
“Master Lan, Lord dean, it seems that when the rules for the sparring were made, there was no mention that a godson could not be regarded as a descendant of the clan,” the Fang family head drawled casually, expression unchanging.
“This…” The dean hesitated for a moment.
“Indeed, it is not in the rules. We will consider it acceptable.” Master Lan had been feeling happy since earlier. If he had known that he was going to play tricks, why was there a need to take such a huge risk? ‘Don’t think that only your Fang family has people. There are two strong people who are willing to aid my Lan family just below the stage.’ Master Lan gazed at Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen imploringly.