The Six Immortals Chapter 122

Chapter 122 – A Platform for Confrontation

“Hoof…”

Jing Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as he took his seat in stands; he was still a little traumatized.

Bi Fan was one step behind Jing Feng, and arrived moments later to take his seat next to Jing Feng.

The stand was flooding with people, so it was highly unlikely that the women would chase him down to his seat.

“Ha…” Bi Fan exhaled loudly, and said: “Brother Jing Feng, your charm just keeping growing. You need to do something about it, or things may get out hand one day.”

“This isn’t very good. That was a close call; let’s just forget about it for now.” Jing Feng shook his head, as he tried to force a smile.

“Yeah, really…. Xiao Feng is really good person, are you sure that you really want to give up?” Bi Fan enquired.

Jing Feng sighed: “Indeed, Xiao Feng really is a great girl, but do you think that she can keep up with my freedom, and wait for a few years till I’m ready to return?”

Since they were back to this topic, Bi Fan really didn’t know what to say anymore.

Mo Nan and Luo Sheng arrived on the scene shortly, and Luo Sheng looked even more confident today.

Today, Ling Xin Ya and Yu Qing Yang arrived at the venue together, and took their place with the elders of the Sect.

Bi Fan looked around a bit, and was eventually able to spot Yan Yu Si and Xiao Feng. The moment he spotted them, his spirits started to rise again.

“No matter what happens, I must win. I cannot disappoint Miss Yan Yu Si.”

Since Jing Feng was sitting next to Bi Fan, he naturally noticed the shine in Bi Fan’s eyes, but he a.s.sumed that Bi Fan was lost in his own world, so he didn’t disturb Bi Fan.

The contest began soon, and Bi Fan’s first opponent was a peak of the ‘Enormous strength’ layer man named Yang Long.

Yang Long’s strength could only be considered as decent. He’d seen the contest between Ji Ying Lan and Bi Fan, and was well aware the he was going to lose against Bi Fan.

However, Yang Long didn’t throw in the towel, and walked onto the stage to partic.i.p.ate in the fight.

“I’m Yang Long, pleased to meet you.”

Yang Long’s intentions were simple; he just wanted to fight against a stronger opponent, so he could learn something new, and enhance his own strength in the process.

Even though he too was inside the ‘Enormous strength’ layer, and was in fact stronger than Bi Fan on the surface, but since he had seen the manner in which Bi Fan had defeated Ji Ying Lan, he had decided to use this opportunity to learn something, rather than squandering it in a pointless pursuit of a victory.

“Bi Fan, young brother, you started much later than I did, but you’re more powerful than me; I acknowledge that. I have only showed up for our contest, since I wish to experience your true strength, and learn something from you.” Yang Long smiled.

He seemed so afraid of Bi Fan, that he honestly expressed his true intentions.

“…if that’s the case, then I’ll grant you your wish.” Bi Fan smiled wickedly, as he thought to himself: “Since he’s asking for a battering, I shouldn’t refuse and disappoint him, ah.”

Yang Long cast out the ‘fufeng Double-edged Sword’, which was the most commonly used skill by most of the Quinyang disciples.

Bi Fan didn’t use his Purple-feathered sword, and started with ‘Babu Swimming Dragon’ and ‘Swimming Dragon’ combination once again.

Bi Fan was so fast, that his silhouette seemed to be surrounding Yang Long from all directions, as he started attacking his opponent.

In order to allow Yang Long to experience his expertise, Bi Fan turned Yang Long into his sandbag, as he beat him up.

Fortunately, Bi Fan didn’t feel like hurting him, and didn’t really injure the man in anyway.

He cast out several moves of the melee attacks, before he backed away.

Yang Long looked completely disoriented; he swayed a few times, before he was able to stand firmly again.

“Bi Fan, thank you…for letting me experience that… I have learnt a lot…. I lose….”

Bi Fan really didn’t know how to respond to Yang Long’s words, and just said the first thing that came to his mind: “Brother Yang Feng, your strength is quite good and I have to admit that.”

Then, Bi Fan strode down the stage.

Bi Fan looked back once, and saw the depressed look on Yang Feng’s face: “My strength is good, isn’t that’s ironic, considering how easily he beat me…. I like him, but was he trying to mock me?”

Yang Long couldn’t understand Bi Fan’s words, and walked off the stage, with a gloomy look on his face.

Bi Fan took his seat next to Jing Feng, who had already finished his fight as well.

Jing Feng smiled: “Brother Bi Fan, if you start abusing them like that, then they will just stay away from you.”

“This guy requested for a battering, so there’s really nothing that I could do about it.” Bi Fan smiled as he shook his head.

Jing Feng obviously couldn’t understand the meaning: “The next one, I’m afraid, is the one that you really want to beat up, don’t you?”

“That guy is really asking for a lot more than this, so I won’t be holding back. I just discovered that I like beating people up a bit, it feels a little bit good, so of course, I won’t stop at him.” Bi Fan’s face exposed a sinister smile.

The moment Jing Feng saw that monstrous smile on Bi Fan’s face, he couldn’t himself, and observed a minute of silence for Luo Sheng.

Luo Sheng was surrounded by several disciples, who were busy flattering him.

“Brother Luo Sheng, you have the Tian Yun Sword with you; you will certainly knock Bi Fan’s teeth out.”

“That’s for sure. Boss’s strength is higher than Bi Fan’s, and with the Tian Yun Sword in his hand, boss will win easily.”

Luo Sheng smiled: “I also a special weapon for this fight. I won’t allow Bi Fan to leave that stage alive.”

As Luo Sheng looked over at Bi Fan, his eyes immediately turned cold, almost as if he was ready to eat Bi Fan alive.

“Wise elders, what do you think of Bi Fan so far?” Yu Qing Yang asked abruptly.

The status of an Elder is the same as that of the Sect’s head, so naturally, they were sitting around Yu Qing Yang.

Luo Xiao Tian squinted his eye, and said: “Bi Fan came out in the last year’s Selection tournament, but his strength is only average…”

“His strength is only average?” Ling Xin Ya responded in a cold voice: “Are you aware that your grandson has a bet against Bi Fan?”

“I haven’t heard of it yet. I don’t bother myself with such trivial matters; let them have their fun.” Luo Xiao Tian looked at his armchair, as if he didn’t care at all.

Ling Xin Ya said: “You don’t care about these trivial matters…. You gave your grandson, Luo Sheng, the Tian Yun sword! What do you have to say about that matter, if that isn’t showing concern, then what is?”

“Ling, deputy, that’s not under your control, and I don’t need to explain myself to you…” Luo Xiao Tian obviously considered Ling Xin Ya to be beneath himself, so naturally, he didn’t bother explaining.

Ling Xin Ya said: “Naturally, I have no control over that, but I hope that you will not interfere when it comes to their contest.”

“That’s something that I must remind you, son, and I hope that you will not interfere in the contest. I can sense that you’re worried about your disciple, Bi Fan’s safety, but there’s no need to pester me with this matter any further.” Luo Xiao Tian seemed quite confident of Luo Sheng’s chances.

“Well, let’s not argue opinionatedly. The contest is about to start, so let’s just concentrate on that.” Yu Qing Yang was quite helpless in front of the two men, and was hoping that their bickering would stop.

“Luo Sheng, beat Bi Fan up, kill him….” Luo Sheng’s pack of rogues cheered him on.

Luo Sheng was the grandson of an elder, therefore, he had a lot of disciple backing him up, and now, they had started making a lot of noise.

Luo Sheng’s hands were in the air, and he continuously waved to crowd, especially to the girls, as he tried to impress them.

Luo Sheng loved to be in the limelight, and this was a rare opportunity, so naturally, he wasn’t about to miss out on it.

Anyway, Luo Sheng was confident that he’ll end up beheading Bi Fan; so naturally, he was acting even more arrogantly than usual.

Bi Fan obviously saw Luo Sheng’s procession, but didn’t bother himself with it, as he walked on to the stage.

Everything else is unreal; only the winner gets to have the last laugh.

Moreover, Bi Fan had never had a flair for limelight, which is why he strode onto the stage in a perfectly casual manner.

Bi Fan’s past victories, had won him a lot of recognition from the disciples of the Sect.

As a result of which, as Bi Fan rose to the platform, he received a lot of cheers, which instilled a little more confidence in him.