“Could it be that you truly fear death not at all?” Xinfeng asked at this moment.
Xinfeng’s heart began to waver slightly. From the first glance at this person, Xinfeng had sensed a kindred spirit, even feeling a desire to befriend him.
Although the scene of their first meeting had enraged Xinfeng greatly, the current situation made him hesitate.
At this moment, Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, “Brother Feng, come, the third sword.”
“You…” Seeing the other’s demeanor, Xinfeng began to waver internally.
Looking at the other’s fearless expression, Xinfeng felt he should not strike again, or else he would regret it for the rest of his life.
At this moment, on the high platform,
Wuya and Master Yan were exchanging words through secret transmissions.
“Master, why do I feel something is off?” Wuya looked at the situation on the stage and felt something was amiss. They had been secretly observing Lin Fan ever since he was taken in.
The final conclusion they reached was:
Trap, trap, trap…
Everything was a trap. Not only was he mysterious, but also quite despicable.
How could someone who valued his own life the most show a fearless expression?
“Tactics decide everything. Let’s wait for the result,” Master Yan replied calmly through transmission.
Senior Elder Wuya nodded without speaking.
Lv Mingyang didn’t know Lin Fan’s situation, but seeing the calmness of the master and Senior Elder Wuya at this moment, he felt extremely puzzled.
At this moment, Lin Fan stepped forward, “Third sword, come on. Don’t let me feel guilty for a lifetime. For 3,000 years, the Holy Sect and the Jiuxiao Sect have always helped and supported each other. Don’t let our generation have misunderstandings and break the relationship. If so, I, Lin Fan, will be a sinner of the sect.”
At this moment, Lin Fan roared, and heaven and earth showed compassion. The previously clear sky gradually began to cloud over.
The disciples of the Jiuxiao Sect and the Holy Sect changed expressions dramatically, all deeply moved by Lin Fan’s words.
Yes, for 3,000 years, the Jiuxiao Sect and the Holy Sect had always been like family.
At this moment, the Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples looked toward the Holy Sect. At the moment of the duel, they had shown disdain toward the Holy Sect.
Now, these words were like a thunderclap across the heavens, shaking their hearts and making them feel guilty.
Zong Hentian and Feng Xiaoling looked at each other from afar, then silently lowered their heads. Finally, they raised their heads, their faces carrying a hint of smiles.
As if all previous misunderstandings had vanished in an instant.
“Holy Sect, Lin Fan, I have already remembered you in my heart.”
“So have I. The Holy Sect is our Jiuxiao Sect’s ally, our friendly sect. I must spread this person’s name throughout the Jiuxiao Sect, letting the fellow disciples know that there is such a person in the Holy Sect.”
“I hope Senior Brother Xinfeng does not strike.”
“No, you don’t understand. This sword must be struck. Senior Brother Xinfeng values this person even more than we do.”
…
“Brother Wuya, maybe we should call this off this time,” Liang Yichu said at this moment.
“Brother Yichu, don’t you care about the first place?” Wuya smiled slightly.
Liang Yichu shook his head, “Brother Wuya, you know the truth in your heart. Why ask me? The Battle of the Heavens’ Pride was established by the elders to maintain the relationship between the two sects, preventing estrangement. Who gets first place isn’t important now. The Holy Sect has produced this disciple; I don’t want him to perish here. It would be a loss to both the Holy Sect and the Jiuxiao Sect.”
“Even for my apprentice, it would be an insurmountable barrier.”
Wuya looked at the arena, sighed lightly, “Brother Yichu, now that it’s come to this, don’t stop it. If this sword isn’t struck, your apprentice will never overcome this barrier. Just like back then, if I hadn’t made you cry, would our relationship be like this now?”
Liang Yichu was initially moved, but suddenly realized the meaning of the words and then snorted, not wanting to acknowledge Wuya, “Do as you wish. Don’t cry when someone dies.”
…
“Come…” Lin Fan roared at this moment.
Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan, his body trembling slightly, “Alright, no matter what, you, Lin Fan, I, Xinfeng, recognize you as a friend.”
“The third sword from today onward shall be the Sword of Eternal Friendship.”
At this moment, sword light illuminated the void. Xinfeng moved his body, gripping the Sword of Eternal Friendship formed from sword intent with one hand, rushing toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stood there, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
The light of this sword eclipsed the previous two. Even the five swords formed from sword intent behind Xinfeng began to tremble, glowing brighter at the moment of this third sword.
The other five swords formed from sword intent transformed into streams of light, pouring into the third sword.
At this moment, Liang Yichu suddenly stood up, his expression showing disbelief.
“This is a breakthrough.”
The disciples of the Jiuxiao Sect and the Holy Sect all stood up, their eyes carrying a hint of worry.
Please don’t let anything happen.
And Lin Fan, preparing to meet the third sword, his expression slightly changed. He discovered that Xinfeng had broken through.
This third sword seemed to have changed; its momentum was even stronger than before.
But for some unknown reason, Lin Fan didn’t feel the slightest panic.
At the moment the third sword touched Lin Fan’s chest, there was no intense impact. Instead, the sword shattered inch by inch, finally disintegrating.
“The Sword of Eternal Friendship does not harm eternal friends.” Xinfeng placed his arm on Lin Fan’s shoulder, revealing the most sincere smile he had ever shown.
Lin Fan also smiled, patting Xinfeng’s shoulder similarly.
“Brother Feng.”
“Brother Lin…”
They looked at each other, their shining eyes unable to look away for a long time.
“Brother Lin.”
“Brother Feng.”
Suddenly, they burst into laughter, shoulder to shoulder.
“Brother Feng, today meeting a friend like you, I, Lin Fan, feel truly fortunate. Although the Battle of the Heavens’ Pride is just a formality, for the sake of future generations, there must be a champion. Therefore, I will withdraw and concede, letting Brother Feng take this year’s first place.” Lin Fan said sincerely.
“No, Brother Lin, you don’t need to withdraw. I, Xinfeng, have no friends. Today meeting you, my eternal friend, who gets first place is no longer important. I will withdraw.” Xinfeng stopped Lin Fan.
“No… I will withdraw.” Lin Fan said.
“Brother Lin, I will withdraw. Don’t argue with me, or else you’re not recognizing me as your friend.” Xinfeng said.
“Brother Feng…” At this moment, Lin Fan was about to say something when Xinfeng decisively jumped out of the arena.
Finally, only Lin Fan remained on the stage.
“The 1000th Battle of the Heavens’ Pride, the final victor is Lin Fan of the Holy Sect.”
At this moment, an ordinary elder raised Lin Fan’s arm high.
Lin Fan stood there, allowing the elder to raise his arm.
This…
“Long live the Holy Sect.”
“Long live the Jiuxiao Sect.”
…
The disciples in the audience seats cheered loudly. At this moment, the atmosphere of the Battle of the Heavens’ Pride truly reached its peak.
Lin Fan looked at Xinfeng, at the Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples.
“Clap… clap…”
At this moment, Xinfeng and the Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples clapped their hands, cheering for Lin Fan.
At this moment, Lin Fan wiped the corner of his eye with one hand, lifting his head to look at the sky.
How hard was this for him? Not easy at all.
Today was truly a happy day for Lin Fan.
This was the most satisfying show-off he had ever done.
Not only did he get first place, but he also made the opponent willingly cheer for him and gained a precious friendship.
Perhaps in the future, he might never surpass this show-off again, but for Lin Fan now, he was already completely satisfied.
At this moment, Lin Fan truly experienced what it meant to kill three birds with one stone.
On the high platform.
“Brother Wuya, why do I feel like something is a bit off?” Liang Yichu clapped his hands, turned his head, and asked with some confusion.
Wuya clapped and smiled, “No, everything is perfect. The Holy Sect takes first place.”
Liang Yichu: “…”.
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