246: Ying Xiaoxiao loses, Lin Fan appears! [Seeking follow-up reading]

The clear voice echoed in the air above the mountaintop, as if possessing some kind of magic, rendering the area silent.

Only those gazes, unblinking, were fixed on the two figures on the stage.

Wang Yan slightly raised his head, looking at Ying Xiaoxiao opposite him, and a slight ripple appeared in his indifferent eyes.

His originally emotionless face also showed a rather complex expression.

"You've been so calm since childhood, and after all these years, I didn't expect you to still be exactly the same," Wang Yan said in a hoarse voice.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you have changed quite a bit," Ying Xiaoxiao said softly, looking at his face, which was actually quite young but appeared particularly weathered.

Wang Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "You know why I'm back, and you know my personality. When we fight later, I won't hold back..."

Ying Xiaoxiao's chest rose and fell slightly as she inhaled a breath of cold air, saying, "Senior Brother Wang Yan should also understand me."

Wang Yan knew the meaning of her words, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes before he shook his head and said, "In the future, I will repay Dao Sect with my life."

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, let's begin!"

Ying Xiaoxiao sighed, no longer trying to persuade him, and spoke calmly.

Outside the stage, Ying Huanhuan watched the two confronting each other in the arena, her jade hands involuntarily clenching, her lips tightly pressed together.

Immediately, her lips formed a somewhat sad expression; this scene was something no one wanted to see.

On the high platform, Ying Xuanzi's eyes, as still as a deep pool, stared at the arena, then he closed his eyes slightly and waved his hand.

Seeing his gesture, the attendant nodded and then slammed his palm down: "The match begins!"

Boom!

As his voice fell, two vast and surging streams of Qi erupted almost simultaneously from the bodies of the two on the stage.

The sheer density of that Qi caused even the personal Disciples of the Four Halls to change their expressions.

Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm, the peak of the Nirvana Realm, is indeed unfathomable!

Ying Xiaoxiao lightly clasped her jade hand, and a three-foot azure blade, wreathed in green light, flashed from her hand, a cold gleam reflecting in her beautiful eyes.

Then, her figure transformed into a streak of light, surging forward.

In an instant, Ying Xiaoxiao's figure appeared before Wang Yan, her sharp azure blade directly drawing a fierce and straight arc, piercing directly towards Wang Yan's face.

At this moment, Wang Yan also moved abruptly. In that instant, a fierce and chilling Qi erupted from his body, and then his two fingers shot out, actually directly clamping the surging azure blade between them!

Next, the two began a fierce battle.

Terrifying Qi erupted, stirring up a storm of Qi on the stage.

Two figures, moving like ghosts, crisscrossed on the stage, constantly unleashing various sharp attacks.

The surrounding Dao Sect disciples were all startled and their scalps tingled.

They knew that if it were them, whether facing Ying Xiaoxiao or Wang Yan, they would have probably already been severely injured and defeated!

"Senior Sister Xiaoxiao's strength is indeed formidable; even Senior Brother Wang Yan can't do anything to her. Junior Brother Lin Fan, who do you think has a better chance of winning this match?"

Fang Yun exclaimed in admiration and asked Lin Fan with a smile.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and said, "In terms of raw strength, Senior Sister Xiaoxiao does have a certain chance of winning, but she lacks the fierce drive that Senior Brother Wang Yan possesses."

"If Senior Sister Xiaoxiao cannot harden her heart in the upcoming battle, the situation might be unfavorable for her."

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, Fang Yun, Pang Tong, and the others carefully observed the details of their battle, finding that it indeed matched what Lin Fan had said, and their faces couldn't help but show some worry.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, shifting his gaze from the stage to the area where the Celestial Hall Disciples were located.

There, Ying Huanhuan's delicate face was now filled with tension and some deeply hidden unease; she seemed to have noticed something.

Ying Huanhuan's perception was very keen. As Lin Fan looked at her, she also turned her head, and her bright, dark eyes met Lin Fan's.

During this gaze, the girl no longer blushed, but a trace of sadness flashed in her beautiful, bright eyes, like a gloomy cloud in a clear blue sky, making people feel distressed.

Lin Fan stared into Ying Huanhuan's eyes and transmitted his Primordial Spirit message: "Don't worry, even if Senior Sister Xiaoxiao loses, I'm still here. I said it, the first place in the Hall Examination is mine!"

Upon hearing Lin Fan's Primordial Spirit message, the gloom in Ying Huanhuan's eyes lightened a little.

Lin Fan nodded to Ying Huanhuan, then shifted his gaze back to the stage. At this moment, the battle on the stage had reached a fever pitch.

"Emperor Scripture, Great Heaven Cloud-Splitting Sword!"

Under the convergence of countless gazes, Ying Xiaoxiao extended her jade hand, grabbing the hundred-zhang massive light sword formed by Qi.

Her figure directly appeared on the giant sword, and then she swung her palm fiercely.

Swish!

As Ying Xiaoxiao's jade hand fell, the giant light sword suspended in the sky also turned its tip at this moment, charging straight towards Wang Yan.

Chii chii!

As the light sword swept down, a dazzling trace was left in the void, as if even space itself had been forcibly split open by this sword.

Before the terrifying giant sword had even fallen, the incomparably sharp sword wind had already permeated downwards, directly splitting the massive stage in half.

The terrifying wind pressure pressed Wang Yan's robes tightly against his body, but he still held his head up, the giant sword rapidly expanding in his pupils.

"Emperor Scripture, huh? Have you forgotten, I am also a Celestial Hall Disciple..."

Wang Yan murmured to himself, and suddenly, violent Qi erupted from his body, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Qi began to boil at this moment.

Finally, it directly transformed into a giant light sword in the distorted space, a sword that was by no means weaker than the one Ying Xiaoxiao had condensed.

"Great Heaven Cloud-Splitting Sword!"

Wang Yan fiercely waved his sleeve, and the black giant light sword shot out. At the same time, his figure moved, also appearing on the giant sword, charging fiercely towards the light sword unleashed by Ying Xiaoxiao!

The two massive light swords collided like meteors with a thunderous crash!

Boom!

The terrifying collision instantly destroyed a dozen surrounding large stages, and some Dao Sect disciples also hastily retreated, fearing being caught in the crossfire.

In the sky, black and green light intertwined, as if the end of the world had arrived!

A fierce sword gleam whistled past Ying Xiaoxiao's ear, cutting off a wisp of her hair, but her eyes were fixed on Wang Yan, who was within arm's reach. Then, she bit her silver teeth, and the three-foot azure blade flashed out, directly piercing towards Wang Yan's throat.

Facing Ying Xiaoxiao's fierce offensive, Wang Yan did not dodge; instead, he slammed out a palm with force.

Watching this scene, Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes changed. She ultimately softened, and the moment the sword gleam pierced Wang Yan's palm, a bitter smile appeared on her face, and then the sword's momentum suddenly slowed.

"I told you not to hold back..." Wang Yan said hoarsely, yet he showed no mercy, seizing the opening and striking Ying Xiaoxiao's shoulder with a palm.

Bang!

A powerful force erupted like a volcano, Ying Xiaoxiao's delicate body trembled, and she fell, landing on the ground somewhat disheveled.

The dull thud of her landing directly caused Ying Huanhuan's distant face to turn pale.

Swish!

As Ying Xiaoxiao landed, Wang Yan's ghostly figure followed closely, and a black sword exuding coldness was pressed against her.

"You lost..."

Wang Yan looked at the pale-faced Ying Xiaoxiao with indifferent eyes, slowly saying.

The entire arena instantly fell silent.

"Can the result be announced?"

Wang Yan turned his head, looked at the attendant, and spoke indifferently.

The attendant was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ying Xuanzi on the high platform. Upon seeing him nod, he announced: "In this match, Wang Yan wins!"

As the voice spread, the mountaintop was completely silent.

Wang Yan paid no attention to this, retrieved his heavy sword, turned, and left. His indifferent voice spread as he turned: "When the Sect Tournament begins, I will return."

Ying Xiaoxiao watched Wang Yan's retreating figure. At this moment, she, who was always strong, felt her eyes redden.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you seem to have forgotten what I said that day: the first place in the Hall Examination is mine!"

Just then, Lin Fan stepped onto the stage, speaking leisurely.

At this moment, the entire arena was silent, and countless gazes converged on Lin Fan!