As soon as he said those words, Wei Feng's aura changed drastically.
Linghu Lan could sense from him the solemnity a swordsman takes towards swordsmanship; it was the soul of a swordsman.
She also became serious, her brows furrowed and her demeanor instantly changed.
For a moment, Wei Feng was in a daze. He felt that the person standing in front of him was no longer the cute and adorable junior sister, but a peerless swordsman with superb swordsmanship. He had only ever seen that terrifying aura from his master.
The master is the junior sister's father. Could it be that the junior sister inherited the master's temperament?
Wei Feng couldn't explain it clearly. He used his entire body to cut down trees and started fighting with Linghu Lan. The two fought fiercely and were evenly matched.
The commotion caused by the two swordsmen's duel quickly attracted many fellow disciples in the vicinity.
At first, everyone was cheering for Linghu Lan, but then they were surprised to find that their junior sister, who used to need them to give way to her in order to win the sword fight, was now fighting her senior brother to a standstill without any hesitation.
Everyone was puzzled. It was too fast and too miraculous that their junior sister had become the number one swordsman among the Lingshan Sect disciples in just one month.
"Is it still the senior brother who gives in to the junior sister?"
"That's possible!"
"If that's really the case, then Senior Brother's way of giving in to Junior Sister is much more skillful. I should learn from him. Otherwise, next time Junior Sister cries, even if Master and Mistress don't say anything, you'll beat me up first."
"Haha, if you can really learn to strike without leaving a trace like a master, your swordsmanship will probably improve even more."
Second Senior Brother Chen Yunqi stared intently at the two practicing swordsmanship, then suddenly spoke up: "Stop talking nonsense. Senior Brother didn't hold back with Junior Sister. Junior Sister fought Senior Brother on her own merits."
Chen Yunqi started learning martial arts only a few days later than Wei Feng. His skill level was comparable to Wei Feng's, but his swordsmanship tended to be concise and simple, with an air of great wisdom appearing as foolishness, while Wei Feng's swordsmanship was agile and unrestrained, pursuing freedom and uninhibitedness.
The two have different styles, but his insight is indeed shrewd.
The other disciples naturally didn't think their second senior brother was wrong, and they all looked at Linghu Lan with surprise, and the surroundings immediately fell silent.
Everyone quietly gathered around, watching Linghu Lan and Wei Feng compete in swordsmanship.
This fight was extremely intense.
Sometimes Linghu Lan would force Wei Feng to retreat repeatedly, but Wei Feng used his sword skills flexibly and never followed any set pattern. He would often use unexpected moves to narrowly avoid a desperate situation, leaving Linghu Lan with nowhere to retreat. She would then have to use the power of her Mighty Vajra Pill to forcefully break free from Wei Feng.
Everyone was constantly worried for Wei Feng, and then for Linghu Lan, fearing that their senior brother might accidentally hurt their junior sister. What would happen then? Would they gang up on their senior brother, or gang up on him?
The crowd was so engrossed in watching the two swordsmen practice that they completely failed to notice that dozens of meters away in the woods, Qin Changhe, the leader of the Lingshan Sect, was also watching them intently.
Sometimes, when his disciples blocked his view of the swordplay, he would simply leap onto a tree and watch the two practice from above. When he saw something exciting, he would stroke his short beard from time to time, feeling quite comforted.
Finally, the sword duel between Linghu Lan and Wei Feng was nearing its end.
Linghu Lan used a sword move too early and couldn't retract it in time, so Wei Feng knocked the longsword out of her hand with a single sword strike.
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