Feng Shao put his sword back into its sheath, and saluted with cupped hands as he spoke, “Master.”

The one who made the move just now was none other than Qing Yangzi, the head of Taiwei Sect.

Feng Shao was not surprised by this.

After all, in the final analysis, this competition was to learn from each other, and it was not worth risking one’s life for.

And on such an important day, it was not appropriate to kill someone.

Even if Qing Yangzi did not make a move, Feng Shao would make a move and stop the sword move before it fell.

Qing Yangzi nodded calmly, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.

To be honest, even he himself didn’t expect that his own eldest disciple was far more outstanding than he imagined, and he even learned the Tide Sword Art and Transcending Sea Sword Art in the Thirty-Six Sword Arts of Xiaoyao Hall.

Xiaoyao Hall ranks first among the Thirteen Halls under the Yunjian Pavilion, and its owner was Xiao Ruoyao, the wife of Lin Fengtian, the owner of the Yunjian Pavilion.

It was rumored that Xiao Ruoyao, the “Xiaoyao Fairy,” has superb swordsmanship.

When she first debuted, she used the Tianyu Sword Technique to shock the masses.

Later, Xiao Ruoyao and Lin Fengtian met and fell in love, and the two jointly created the huge family business of Yunjian Pavilion.

After the two got married, Xiao Ruoyao and Lin Fengtian devoted themselves to studying swordsmanship and gradually created the Thirty-Six Sword Arts of Xiaoyao Hall.

In terms of sword technique alone, Xiaoyaotang can already be compared with Tiangang Sect, which was a sect of sword cultivators.

The Transcending Sea Sword Art was the most powerful sword art among the Thirty-Six Sword Arts of Xiaoyao Hall. It had always been the secret skill of Xiaoyao Hall. It was said that only Lin Fengtian, his wife Xiao Ruoyao, and their daughter Lin Xiaoran could use it.

But now, there was another Feng Shao who could use Transcending SeaSword Art, which showed how much Yunjian Pavilion and Xiaoyaotang valued the importance of Feng Shao. This also drove Qing Yangzi to reconsider who was more suitable for the position of the Holy Son.

Seeing Qing Yangzi’s expression, Feng Shao naturally knew what Qing Yangzi was thinking. But he said nothing, just stood aside in silence.

After Qing Yangzi glanced at Feng Shao with complicated eyes, he said.

“Shao’er, you are indeed worthy of being the master’s big disciple. The position of holy son is in your hands, and I can rest assured as a master!”

Feng Shao said respectfully, “Master has praised the disciple.”

On the other side, Ye Chen finally came to his senses. He looked at Feng Shao, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice.

“Senior Brother Feng is really good. Junior Brother surrenders!”

Feng Shao frowned slightly. He really couldn’t understand why Ye Chen had so much hostility towards him. From the beginning to the end, it was Ye Chen who took the initiative to find trouble, yet he was still the one who looked humiliated, which was really confusing.

Seeing Ye Chen limping about to step off the high platform, Feng Shao said suddenly.

“Junior Brother Ye, have you forgotten something?”

Ye Chen looked at Feng Shao with a gloomy face.

“What’s the matter?”

Feng Shao smiled lightly and replied.

“Junior Brother Ye, have you forgotten the bet we agreed on before the competition?”

Ye Chen suddenly looked embarrassed. The Red Dragon Sword was obtained from his travels down the mountain, and it was a rare magical weapon. Since Ye Chen mastered this sword, he has defeated countless opponents. If he lost the sword just like this, he really couldn’t bear it.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly said to Feng Shao with a smile.

“Senior Brother Feng, the competition just now was just a joke of the younger brother, shouldn’t the older brother take it seriously?”

Feng Shao had a half-smile as he answered.

“I didn’t know that Junior Brother Ye had the habit of joking in front of so many people. So, Junior Brother Ye wants to renege on his bet?”

As the son of fortune, Ye Chen has always had a thick skin. But because of this, Feng Shao determined the identity of Ye Chen as a “son of fortune” instead.

After all, in the novels he had read in his previous life, many of the protagonists possessed the talent skills of “playing tricks”.

If someone won a bet with them, one basically doesn’t need to consider the possibility of cashing it out.

On the contrary, many novel villains would abide by the agreement and would not deny their loss.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the protagonist would not lose any bets. It was just that from the moment they made the bet, they never thought about keeping it.

Thinking of this, Feng Shao was startled.

If Ye Chen was the main character, the son of fortune of this dimension, wouldn’t I be a villain who was targeted by him?

At this time, Ye Chen spoke with a playful smile.

“What did you say, senior brother? It’s normal for junior brother to be no match for senior brother when junior brother has only been an apprentice for five years. In fact, junior brother simply saw this grand ceremony with so many people, so I just wanted to brighten up the atmosphere! Now that the atmosphere is in place, it’s time for me, the junior brother, to go too.”

Saying that, Ye Fan wanted to step down from the high platform.

Seeing Ye Chen’s messy appearance, Du Yuanxi’s master and apprentice duo couldn’t help but smile. This was the behavior that others saw as rogue, but they found it cute.

But Feng Shao suddenly said coldly.

“Junior Brother Ye, the bet has been made, I don’t care if you are joking with me or for real, if you lose, you must fulfill the bet!”


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