Because Han Bufan's success was simply climbing up on Fan Hongliang's shoulder, and he was even slapping him in the face.

Of course, he had no favoritism for both of them.

However, these elders still recognized the sword technique used by Han Bufan. It was nothing else, but the rare high-end sword technique in the gang, the Thirteen Swords of Lightning.

In fact, as one of the few high-end sword techniques in the gang, there are many people who practice it in the gang, but Han Bufan used it, but he had a different taste. Although it was just a sword, it had a great perfect beauty and artistic conception. I don’t know why it made them feel like this.

Originally, they thought Han Bufan was majoring in boxing, and swordsmanship was just an auxiliary, but now they realized that they were wrong, and what they were wrong was not ordinary and outrageous.

Han Bufan's Great Perfect Seven-Star Fist is amazing enough. His cultivation level in the Thirteen Swords of Lightning is even more impressive. Such a genius boy has been carrying the name of a mediocre talent for so many years.

Now that I think about it, how ironic it is, if this is considered a mediocre person, can the whole gang find someone who is not a waste?

Even the young leader Mei Tao is not that scary at this age.

"Can someone draw with him here?" Qin Yuxin was slightly stunned and murmured to herself.

"Who is this person?" Qin Yang silently remembered this person in his heart. The feeling of jealousy in his heart came out, and he couldn't even suppress it. The more he looked at the boy, the more he blinked.

In the field, Ke Chenghong stopped slightly, and the calm expression on his face finally disappeared. His face was solemn, with a bit of joy, as if he had finally discovered an opponent that could be fought.

"Clang!"

The sword threw out a sword light and rushed through the air. It was as if it was full of the sky with just one sword. This was a very amazing momentum. Only extremely advanced martial arts could have such momentum.

Everyone blinked and stabbed Han Bufan.

"when!"

Han Bufan's counterattack came in an instant, and he pointed out five swords in a row before finally breaking Ke Chenghong's sword power. This is the disadvantage of low-level martial arts when facing advanced martial arts.

The Sixth Sword!

In an instant, Han Bufan's sixth sword stabbed out and headed straight for Ke Chenghong. The speed was too fast, making people think that he broke Ke Chenghong's sword force with just one sword.

Even Ke Chenghong himself was stunned. He did not hold back his sword, but Han Bufan was able to cut out six swords in a row, successfully breaking his offensive, and even launched a counterattack with the sixth sword.

"Damn!" Ke Chenghong returned to the sword to save himself at the critical moment, but was forced to retreat a few steps and stepped heavily on the ground, then he removed his strength.

The power of the six swords instantly hit the sword, causing Ke Chenghong to suffer some small losses.

"Six Swords, he actually waved the Six Swords in an instant!"

On the viewing platform, an elder jumped up from his position. It was so amazing. Han Bufan had actually practiced the Thirteen Lightning Swords to the level of the sixth sword. You should know that the top half of the Thirteen Lightning Swords had only seven swords in total, and he was already close to the Great Perfection.

Among the people who practiced the Thirteen Swords of Lightning, except for the acquired elder, only a few of the white-clothed disciples had practiced the sixth sword. It is conceivable how shocked this elder was.

Mei Tao couldn't help but smile. This was more than just joy, it was simply a surprise. Since the first time he saw Han Bufan, Han Bufan gave him too many surprises, not only his cultivation level, but also his seven-star fist at the Great Perfection Realm, and his thirteen swords of the sixth sword.

Among the white-clothed disciples, Wei Mingfei's face was as deep as water, and the murderous intent on his body became stronger. The better Han Bufan performed, the more he could feel a threat.

In just a few months, he was able to grow to this point and continue to let him continue like this. Wouldn't that be more than good?

Others may still suspect that he is hiding his strength, but Wei Mingfei cannot, because he had a brief fight with Han Bufan before. Although he failed to defeat Han Bufan that time, he also knew Han Bufan's strength. It was only the fourth level of the physical body realm, but now he has risen to the sixth level of the physical body realm.

This little beast cannot be kept!

At this time, the disciples in red and gray under the ring finally realized that Han Bufan actually stabbed six swords in an instant, and could not imagine how he could cultivate the Thirteen Swords of Lightning to this level.

Now who dares to say that the sword behind Han Bufan is just decoration?

If it were in the past, it would definitely be the champion, but now with Ke Chenghong, this obstacle, everyone feels that the result is really hard to say.

Han Bufan may have a very high understanding of the Thirteen Swords of Lightning, but Ke Chenghong's sword skills are higher.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

There were constant loud and crisp sounds of gold and iron clashing sounds coming from the ring. The two of them were very fast, causing many gray-clothed disciples and red-clothed disciples to have blurred shadows. Only the two of them were seen constantly colliding on the ring.

And those white-clothed disciples and many elders who could see clearly actually improved their spirits and did not dare to relax at all, because the two of them were moving too fast, and if they didn't see one, they would miss a lot of mistakes and miss them.

In the original battle of this level, they could easily see the outcome, but now they cannot judge it.

Because both sides have their own advantages, Ke Chenghong's sword is amazing and his sword skills are of extremely high level. On the other hand, Han Bufan's sword is deadly, precise and cruel, without any extra moves. He moves to fight for his weaknesses, exerting the essence of the fast sword to the extreme, and actually fighting against sword techniques that are higher than his own without any disadvantage.

"Han Bufan, are you only at this level? Then I will take the champion this year!" Ke Chenghong shouted coldly, and after forcing Han Bufan to retreat with one sword, he slashed down in the direction of Han Bufan with just one sword.

The sword light seemed to tear apart one by one in the sky, and in an instant, these stars merged into a beam of starlight and headed straight for Han Bufan's face.

Ke Chenghong plans to decide the winner with one sword!

"Okay, then you will decide the outcome with one sword. I have almost touched your strength. It's time to end!" Han Bufan shouted loudly and slashed out with one sword.

quick!

quick!

quick!

The sword light that Han Bufan pointed out instantly made everyone lose their ability to evaluate. There was only one feeling, that was, it was fast, and it was almost to the extreme.

Five swords!

Six swords!

Han Bufan's sword light slashed into Ke Chenghong's starry sword light with one sword and one sword. It was like a mud bull entering the sea, drowned, and it still couldn't break Ke Chenghong's starry sword light to the level of the sixth sword.

"The Seventh Sword!"

When everyone thought he was exhausted, Han Bufan slashed out with another sword, and the power of the seven swords merged together.

Ke Chenghong's star sword light, which seemed to be eternal, collapsed in an instant.

Both sides were too fast, and the winner was decided in a flash. The two of them were exposed, and Han Bufan's sword tip was handed to Ke Chenghong's face, a slight difference.

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Everyone was happy to watch it. Han Bufan finally won the championship. Do you want to collect it to celebrate?
Chapter completed!