"This…"

Upon hearing Xu Fan's words, Xia Yanyu couldn't help but look at Miyamoto Jiro with terror.

Even Xu Fan was afraid of getting hurt, so just how formidable was this Miyamoto Jiro…

The fear in her heart took a long while to fade, and as she came back to her senses, Xia Yanyu couldn't help but take furtive glances at Xu Fan.

She was grateful that Xu Fan's words were only spoken to her and not to others.

Otherwise, if others knew that Xu Fan actually refused to fight because he was afraid of getting injured, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Even Shuichi Akita might bestow upon him the title of a coward.

"This!"

While she was pondering in her heart, she saw that after observing each other for a good while in the arena, they finally moved!

Qing Shan's feet traced the Bagua, his steps deceptively changing, his figure becoming ever more illusory. In an instant, his palms brought up a whirlwind, striking like lightning, pouncing towards Miyamoto Jiro!

Fast! His steps were so fast that the crowd had difficulty reacting!

The distance of tens of meters covered in less than a breath! Qing Shan was upon Miyamoto Jiro in no time!

His palms transformed into fists, and with a fierce move, he pounded towards Miyamoto Jiro's chest!

"Indeed a Neijia master!"

"This…"

Everyone's eyes showed a look of terror, at this moment Qing Shan's fist seemed like a mountain collapsing, overwhelming and powerful! They truly wondered how Miyamoto Jiro would deal with it!

Swish!

As if to answer the crowd's confusion, in this instant, the blade gripped in Miyamoto Jiro's hand was drawn!

Like a flash of lightning in a rainy night, incredibly swift, tearing through the air with a silver streak of cold light!

Blade with the man, man with the blade, accompanied by the flash of cold light in the air, Miyamoto Jiro's figure, in an instant, dashed ten steps away!

By the time the crowd regained their senses, his long blade was already sheathed.

One cut, just like his former title, needed only one cut.

Drip-drop… Drip-drop…

Crimson quickly soaked Qing Shan's abdomen, and what the blade had torn was not just the clothing.

In the gallery where you could hear a pin drop, now the only sound was the dripping of blood. It seemed that with this cut, the vitality was drained; just a second ago, Qing Shan was full of life, and now under the terrified gazes, he suddenly collapsed!

"This!"

"How, how could this…"

All present involuntarily drew a sharp breath, a frigid sensation shot up from their spines to the crowns of their heads!

The scene that had just filled them with terror was replaying in their minds now, shaking their head in disbelief.

Defeated? Qing Shan, a Neijia expert, was actually defeated by Miyamoto Jiro?

This…

"Heh heh, seems like it was just so-so…"

Shuichi Akita's mockingly amused laughter echoed through the silent gallery; as he walked out from the crowd with a victorious smile, he looked at Uncle Yao.

"Old sir, is this what you would call in your Huaxia… overestimating oneself?"

"You!"

Uncle Yao's face turned beet red with anger! Right now, Shuichi Akita's mocking expression made him start to regret!

If he had known this guy had no sense of rules, he should never have told Qing Shan to hold back just now!

"Call an ambulance quickly!"

Not bothering to talk more with Shuichi Akita, Qing Shan had been by his side for decades, and Uncle Yao immediately walked over to Qing Shan, shouting for people to come over.

"Xu Fan! What are you doing!"

The crowd was in chaos at this moment, and seeing Xu Fan with a stern face heading towards Shuichi Akita, Xia Yanyu quickly blocked him.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

Xia Yanyu cursed angrily. Hadn't he seen what just happened? Qing Shan was dealt with by one blade from that guy!

"Xia Yanyu, step aside."

Xu Fan glanced at Xia Yanyu indifferently and urged him on.

"Xu Fan!"

Xia Yanyu glared at Xu Fan and said, "Don't be impulsive. Have you forgotten what you just said? Do you think you won't get hurt if you go up there?"

"Sometimes, being a coward isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"What?"

Xia Yanyu spoke excitedly, and upon hearing this, Xu Fan was taken aback.

He furrowed his brows and looked at Xia Yanyu strangely, saying, "Who told you I'm afraid of getting hurt?"

"What?"

In a moment of bewilderment, Xu Fan had already walked past Xia Yanyu, heading towards Shuichi Akita. Xia Yanyu watched Xu Fan with confusion. What did this guy mean?

"Oh? You seem quite angry, don't you?"

Seeing Xu Fan approaching with a grim face, Shuichi Akita's mouth curled into a sneer and he couldn't resist taunting him.

He was very much enjoying Xu Fan's angry expression.

After all, this guy had just destroyed his cherished Demon Blade.

"Didn't we agree? To stop at a touch, why did he have to go for the kill?"

Earlier on, Xu Fan had already realized that Miyamoto Jiro had reached the Neijia realm, his strength even faintly surpassing Qing Shan's. Otherwise, he would not have warned Qing Shan.

Their strengths were not significantly different to begin with. Qing Shan, wary of causing injury, had held back, but Miyamoto Jiro used lethal moves right from the start, leading to the current situation.

"Heh, stop at a touch? Are you kidding me?"

Facing Xu Fan's questioning, Shuichi Akita laughed continuously, glanced indifferently at Qing Shan who was now lying unconscious, and huffed, "One Blade Style is a blade technique meant for killing. A strike must cause injury. This is the Miyamoto Family's rule. How could we possibly stop at a touch?"

"Heh, is that so?"

Xu Fan let out a cold laugh. It seemed that this guy had already decided before to make their side shed some blood as the price for the destruction of his Thirty-Six Immortals Melody.

Stop at a touch, from the beginning, was nothing but a joke.

"Don't look at me like that. In a martial competition, casualties are bound to occur. If Miyamoto Jiro did not use a kill move, maybe it would have been him lying down instead."

Shuichi Akita said with a smile, his mouth curving more and more, and a touch of schadenfreude filled his eyes.

"Of course, if you're not convinced, you can certainly have a match with Miyamoto."

"I was just about to."

"What?"

The originally noisy exhibition hall fell silent instantly after Xu Fan spoke, and everyone looked at him questioningly.

Was this guy being too impulsive?

Could he not see that Qing Shan, who had just come forward, was now laid low by Miyamoto Jiro's blade?

"I didn't hear wrong?"

Shuichi Akita scratched his ear in surprise, somewhat disbelieving that his casual mockery had actually led this guy to jump into the pit he had dug.

"Are you sure?"

If he could make this guy, who destroyed the Thirty-Six Immortals Melody, pay the price, then the destruction of the Thirty-Six Immortals Melody wouldn't matter anymore.

Shuichi Akita now looked at Xu Fan with agitation, afraid that he might back out at this moment.

"I don't like joking around."

Xu Fan looked at Shuichi Akita indifferently and then shifted his gaze toward Miyamoto Jiro at the side.

"Compare skills?"

Miyamoto Jiro glanced at Xu Fan, his eyes full of pride. With Qing Shan already defeated by his blade, he believed that no one here was his match.

"I never pull my punches when I wield my blade."

Xu Fan snorted and said, "That would be best. If you can kill me today, consider it your gain."

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