Chapter 17 – Was he being shot while lying down?

Chapter 17 – Was he being shot while lying down?

The Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword Technique, though Meng Fan had only seen Liu Yanping practice it a few times yesterday, he had now fully mastered it.

Especially after returning to the Sword Pavilion yesterday, in his quest to create his "Myriad Swords Returning to me" he had repeatedly deduced and perfected various sword techniques, including the Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword.

Liu Yanping unleashed three consecutive strikes.

The first was deflected by Meng Fan.

The second was dodged by Meng Fan.

The third was met with Meng Fan's blade piercing her sword's body.

This infuriated Liu Yanping, igniting her competitive spirit.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth strikes came faster and fiercer than the last.

These were the moves she had optimized after returning home yesterday, following Meng Fan's advice.

Yet, as three moves were executed, Meng Fan countered each effortlessly.

Liu Yanping, stubbornly, continued with the seventh and eighth strikes.

The Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword had a total of eight moves.

With the seventh, her sword tip was precisely met by Meng Fan's.

Before the eighth could fully descend, Meng Fan's sword slapped against her wrist.

"Clang~~~~~"

The wooden sword flew from Liu Yanping's grasp, landing on the ground.

Total defeat! She looked at Meng Fan in disbelief, feeling utterly crushed, doubting her life choices.

After optimizing the Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword yesterday, she was confident her swordsmanship had greatly improved.

Yet now, in a contest of swordplay, she was thoroughly outclassed by Meng Fan!

She was an Inner Sect Disciple, and here she was, bested by a newly promoted Outer Sect Disciple. How could she not question her life?

Although she didn't know Meng Fan, she could tell that his cultivation level was only at the first level of Qi Refining.

First level of Qi Refining, naturally, meant he had only recently joined the ranks of the Outer Sect Disciples.

"Miss..."

"What miss? Call me Senior Sister Liu!" Liu Yanping snapped, frustrated.

Being outmatched by Meng Fan in swordplay, she subconsciously sought to regain ground elsewhere.

She was an Inner Sect Disciple, and Meng Fan an Outer Sect Disciple; shouldn't he address her as Senior Sister?

"Uh, Senior Sister Liu," Meng Fan called out reluctantly.

No choice there; by rank, she was indeed his Senior Sister.

Just call her Senior Sister; it's no loss, especially with Spirit Stones to be earned.

"Senior Sister Liu, while your sword technique has improved since yesterday, remedying some flaws, it's still not perfect.

For instance, in this move, your footwork should be slower, while your sword in hand should be quicker.

And the second move..."

Initially, Ye Feng had accused him of being a swindler, which naturally didn't endear him to Meng Fan.

But now, his feelings had shifted from annoyance to pity.

Ye Feng, with a melancholic gaze, struggled to say, "But Senior Disciple Nie doesn't even like you. Why give up on me for him?"

Liu Yanping replied flatly, "Ye Feng, don't you get it? Even without Senior Disciple Nie, I wouldn't like you."

Meng Fan nodded to himself; such a direct rejection was something he had misunderstood earlier.

Describing Liu Yanping as a green tea b*tch was indeed unfair!

A green tea b*tch would neither agree nor clearly refuse, keeping someone on the hook.

"Ah..." Ye Feng sighed deeply, resigned. "Alright, then I'll leave."

As he turned to go, he heard Liu Yanping's voice.

"Wait!"

He turned back excitedly, hoping for a change of heart.

"Apologize!" Liu Yanping demanded, looking at Ye Feng.

"Huh?" Ye Feng was baffled.

Liu Yanping pointed at Meng Fan, "Apologize to him."

Meng Fan felt unexpectedly honored, thinking this was unnecessary.

It was like being the center of a drama he'd been watching from the sidelines.

Wasn't it a bit cruel to demand an apology now?

Even Meng Fan, the wronged party, felt sympathy for Ye Feng.

"No need, no need, it's fine," Meng Fan quickly assured Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, who had hoped for a reversal, was left with dashed hopes and utter despair.

Apologize?

How could he be in the mood to apologize now?

What did I do wrong?

Why is fate so cruel to me?

"I was just concerned for you, afraid you were being deceived," Ye Feng said to Liu Yanping, struggling to breathe.

"Then you wronged someone and should apologize," Liu Yanping insisted.

Even Meng Fan thought Liu Yanping was being too harsh and tried to intervene, "Senior Sister Liu, I'm fine, please don't be hard on this Senior Brother."

As he spoke, he wondered why he felt like he was stirring the pot.

Meng Fan chuckled bitterly, banishing these messy thoughts from his mind.

Ye Feng looked at Liu Yanping, then at Meng Fan.

His eyes held a tender sorrow when looking at Liu Yanping, mixed with a helpless pain.

But his gaze towards Meng Fan was filled with hostility and anger.

Meng Fan...how can you blame me for that?