Super War God in the City

Chapter 154 Ru Shuang Defeats Sword Maniac

Bei Rushuang was startled upon hearing this.

"Sword Maniac is a fool?" murmured Bei Rushuang, lowering her head.

She was sure that if Feng Liangbi heard that sentence, he would be ready to fight to the death with Ling Fan. She even began to doubt whether Ling Fan was sane, as it seemed he respected no one from the entire Qiao Family!

Seeing Bei Rushuang's confusion and her pale, pretty face, Ling Fan calmly explained, "This matter is like studying in the secular world, where those who bury their heads in books all day usually do not do well on exams. In contrast, those who spend their days in Internet cafes playing games often end up winning scholarships!"

Bei Rushuang looked somewhat enlightened yet puzzled, and quietly nodded her head.

"Tranquility breeds concentration, and concentration breeds wisdom, this much is true, but the premise is that you must have sufficient underlying wisdom. Without gradual insight, how can there be sudden enlightenment!

Take a person who has experienced life and is inherently wise, put him in a secluded valley, and he might have a sudden realization and gain a higher wisdom.

But if you put an uneducated person in a quiet room, he might end up depressed. If true tranquility could really breed wisdom, then wouldn't all those living in tranquil valleys be enlightened masters?"

"Thus, the path of cultivation is the same. Don't be fixated. That's why I say, Sword Maniac is a fool. Enlightenment is necessary, but being stuck in one place, only ensures stagnation," Ling Fan said leisurely.

After speaking, he looked towards Bei Rushuang, who appeared to have an epiphany, deep in thought. Their meeting was by fate and his casual guidance could lead to her great opportunity, depending on her own wisdom and fortune.

"Brother Fan, I think I understand what you mean now!" Bei Rushuang nodded silently, speaking softly.

Ling Fan could not have imagined that his words today would become the foundation of this girl's future path to innate enlightenment.

Several miles away from Ling Fan and Bei Rushuang, at Practice Sword Cliff behind the mountain, a man in his early thirties with a tall posture, hands behind his back and a Seven-Star Ancient Bronze Sword stuck in the ground beside him.

To the Hemp-robed Elder, who stood behind him bowing respectfully, he said indifferently, "Has the family had any new messages or incidents these past few days? Has any family's son come to bother the Family Head?"

"Chief, just now a disciple from the Management Hall came with a message. The Family Head returned a few days ago, bringing back a strange man and appointed him as a personal Guest Official Protector!" reported the Hemp-robed Elder respectfully.

He knew that the Chief was interested in Qiao Yuchan, otherwise he wouldn't have confined himself to this back mountain for harsh cultivation. This news should be quite a shock to him.

"What did you say? Who is this guy, what is his background, tell me everything!" Feng Liangbi's face slightly changed as he asked in a stern voice.

The Hemp-robed Elder, having anticipated this questioning, had gathered all available information before coming.

He immediately relayed everything he knew in detail, from the moment Ling Fan arrived until just recently.

"Huh? Are you saying he spends every night in the Family Head's sleeping quarters?" Feng Liangbi's voice became a bit hoarse.

How Ling Fan had a conflict with Kang Zuo, breaking the latter's arm, and his altercation with Yu Xinghai and his disciple were not of great concern to him, as he could easily do the same. What concerned him most was why Qiao Yuchan allowed Ling Fan to stay in her sleeping quarters overnight!

"Send a duel challenge for me, I want to challenge him on the family's Fighting Stage tomorrow!" Feng Liangbi said hoarsely.

Upon hearing this, the Hemp-robed Elder trembled slightly, thinking to himself, "I knew this would be the outcome!"

He immediately accepted the order, responding, "Yes!"

"Wanting to challenge me? You are still not qualified!" Suddenly, a faint voice drifted from afar.

Feng Liangbi and the Hemp-robed Elder were both startled, and their expressions changed drastically.

"How dare someone trespass into the Chief's forbidden area!" the Hemp-robed Elder turned and shouted loudly towards the direction of the voice.

"Hehe, you were just about to send a challenge to fight me, and now, are you not welcoming when this son comes to visit?" Ling Fan, accompanied by Bei Rushuang, slowly appeared before the two men.

Feng Liangbi suddenly turned his head to look, his eyes emitting a sharp glare, and he said coldly, "Are you the Guest Official Protector Ling Fan appointed by the Family Head?"

"Indeed, any problem with that?" Ling Fan responded indifferently.

"You've come at the right time. It saves me the trouble. You won't need to go back today!" Feng Liangbi fiercely gripped the Seven-Star Ancient Bronze Sword beside him.

Pointing it at Ling Fan, he declared, "This Ancient Bronze Sword in my hand must be sated with blood before returning to its sheath. Do you dare to duel with me?"

Bei Rushuang stood to one side, watching the two men without daring to interrupt. The reputation of Feng Liangbi was well known, and seeing him now, she couldn't help but become nervous.

"Heh, you are not yet qualified to compete with me. If you can defeat a clan member whom I casually coach, then we will talk," Ling Fan said disdainfully.

Feng Liangbi's face changed drastically at once, enveloped in a killing aura. Being one of the three strongest Chief Elders in Cultivation, he was extremely humiliated by the taunt!

The Hemp-robed Elder glanced at Bei Rushuang and then at Ling Fan with a look that one might give a madman; this young girl probably wouldn't survive even one strike from the chief.

Within the entire Qiao Family, aside from the Family Head, no one could defeat Feng Liangbi!

Actually, Ling Fan was not boasting. Having finished healing early last night, he had stealthily visited the back mountain and seen Feng Liangbi's swordsmanship, which was full of flaws.

If the heritage in his mind was indeed a true Immortal Technique, a superior mystery, then what the Zhongnan Clan cultivated was merely basic addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, hardly worth mentioning.

"What now, are you scared? Your Three Talents Sword Technique is so trivial; in my view, it's nothing special. Are you afraid that losing to a little girl would ruin your face and shatter your Dao Heart?" Ling Fan chuckled lightly.

Feng Liangbi's face changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said coldly, "Fine, I will suppress my Cultivation to her same Realm and compete using only Martial Techniques. I want to see how she can beat me!"

Ling Fan quickly pulled over the panic-stricken Bei Rushuang and whispered in her ear, "Don't panic, his swordsmanship is nothing special. At the same Realm, just comparing Martial Techniques, you can easily thrash this so-called Sword Maniac!"

"Do as I told you. Use the Third Style with all your might at the first move, then turn and run. After seven steps, turn back and use the Fifth Style..."

"Finally, dash toward the cliff edge, run up a zhang high, then while turning back in mid-air, use the Seventh Style I modified for you. I guarantee you will defeat the Sword Maniac in seven moves! Got it?"

Bei Rushuang immediately memorized Ling Fan's instructions. "Yes, I've got it!"

"Go then, and don't worry, he will not harm you!" Ling Fan instructed.

Bei Rushuang had a mix of anxiety, jubilation, and excitement in her eyes. Could she really defeat the Sword Maniac Feng Liangbi in seven moves? If she could, she would be able to boast in front of her master when she returned!

"Little girl, are you ready?" Feng Liangbi, holding his sword diagonally toward the ground, asked coldly.

"Yes!" Bei Rushuang responded.

Without a word, she immediately drew her sword and executed exactly as Ling Fan had instructed, using the Third Style of the Shenmen Thirteen Swords with all her strength.

As soon as Bei Rushuang made her move, Feng Liangbi recognized the swordsmanship and knew she was a disciple of the clan's protector. He somewhat restrained the severity in his heart and suppressed his Cultivation before making a move.

Ling Fan sat down calmly on a piece of bluestone, watching the two of them spar in the arena with indifference.

The Hemp-robed Elder also stood by, wondering where Ling Fan's confidence came from. That little girl must be crazy to have been talked into entering the ring by this guy!

After exchanging a few blows with Feng Liangbi, Bei Rushuang quickly retreated, not engaging in prolonged combat.

Just as she was about to be caught, she suddenly turned and counterattacked, but each time her swordsmanship was so clever that it just managed to hinder Feng Liangbi's pursuit.

The girl didn't care about actual combat strategy at all; she just silently recited Ling Fan's combinations in her mind, taking three steps left, running nine steps forward, turning back for the First Style...

Feng Liangbi, chasing her, was visibly frustrated. He had intended to defeat her in one move, yet here they were at the fifth exchange, and he still hadn't subdued this girl.

Even the Hemp-robed Elder was utterly baffled.

Finally, the girl ran toward the cliff, clattering upwards.

Feng Liangbi was overjoyed and slashed down with his sword.

Just as the girl reached a height of a zhang, she twisted her body aside, narrowly avoiding his blade, and in a sweeping backwards motion at sunset, strikingly executed the modified Seventh Style of the Shenmen Thirteen Swords.

As Bei Rushuang landed, the tip of her sword was already at Feng Liangbi's chest, just touching his clothes, causing Feng Liangbi to break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, Bei Rushuang's pretty face froze, then she became immensely excited, "Did I really defeat Sword Maniac Elder Feng?"

Ling Fan smiled and nodded, not surprised as if the outcome was to be expected.

Whereas, the Hemp-robed Elder was trembling hugely, standing frozen, his face filled with disbelief!