Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 17 – Was he being shot while lying down?

The Erald Sea Tide Rises Sword Technique, though ng Fan had only seen Liu Yanping practice it a few tis 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 " he had repeatedly deduced and perfected various sword techniques, including the Erald Sea Tide Rises Sword.

Liu Yanping unleashed three consecutive strikes.

The first was deflected by ng Fan.

The second was dodged by ng Fan.

The third was t with ng Fan's blade piercing her sword's body.

This infuriated Liu Yanping, igniting her competitive spirit.

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

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

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

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

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

With the seventh, her sword tip was precisely t by ng Fan's.

Before the eighth could fully descend, ng 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 ng Fan in disbelief, feeling utterly crushed, doubting her life choices.

After optimizing the Erald 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 ng 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 ng Fan, she could tell that his cultivation level was only at the first level of Qi Refining.

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

"Miss..."

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

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

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

"Uh, Senior Sister Liu," ng 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, redying so 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..."

Since she was paying with Spirit Stones, ng Fan felt he should be responsible, ensuring she got her money's worth.

Thus, he earnestly pointed out the shortcomings in Liu Yanping's recent swordplay, and smoothly suggested improvents.

Initially defiant, Liu Yanping found herself agreeing more and more as she listened, even asking for clarification on points she didn't understand.

So onlookers in the Training Hall were astonished by this scene.

Who was ng Fan? They didn't know him, but they could tell he was just a Qi Refining level one rookie.

And Liu Yanping? Her na was well-known to them.

A renowned rich woman among the Inner Sect Disciples, the beloved granddaughter of Elder Liu from the Alchemy Hall.

Most importantly, Liu Yanping's cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, just a step away from the True Martial Realm.

A ninth level Qi Refining martial artist was humbly taking advice from a first level Qi Refining novice.

Were they seeing things?

"Senior Sister Liu, what's wrong? Did this kid deceive you?" At that mont, a young disciple approached.

He wore the attire of an Inner Sect Disciple, clearly one of their own.

ng Fan rolled his eyes but refrained from retorting.

It was best not to offend Inner Sect Disciples if possible.

If this were in the Sword Pavilion, with backers, he wouldn't fear Inner Sect Disciples.

But outside, he had to keep a low profile.

After all, he wasn't truly a match for Inner Sect Disciples yet.

Unless he was willing to unleash the seed of the Supre Heartless Sword Intent, but that was a one-ti use he couldn't afford to waste!

"Ye Feng? Do you think I'm an idiot, to be fooled by an Outer Sect Disciple with just first level Qi Refining?" Liu Yanping glanced at Ye Feng and scoffed.

This Inner Sect Disciple nad Ye Feng suddenly felt awkward.

He had ant well, but Liu Yanping's response was harsh.

"Senior Sister Liu, I was just concerned about you, why are you so hostile towards ?" Ye Feng said helplessly.

Liu Yanping looked at him coldly.

"Why am I hostile? Don't you know why?

I've always treated you as my best brother, drinking and practicing swordplay together, and yet you confessed your feelings to !

You knew I liked Senior Disciple Nie, and your confession could have caused misunderstandings. What then?

I've made it clear that I don't like you and asked you to keep your distance from !"

ng Fan, overhearing this, was dumbfounded by their exchange.

This sounded like a juicy story!

It had the vibe of a drama involving a green tea b*tch and a spare tire bestie.

"Can't we remain friends if we can't be lovers?" Ye Feng said, his voice filled with a pitiful resignation.

"Being friends with you might cause misunderstandings with Senior Disciple Nie!" Liu Yanping's words were cold and ruthless.

ng Fan couldn't help but offer Ye Feng a sympathetic look.

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

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

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

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

ng Fan nodded to himself; such a direct rejection was sothing 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 soone 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 ng Fan, "Apologize to him."

ng 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 ng Fan, the wronged party, felt sympathy for Ye Feng.

"No need, no need, it's fine," ng 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 ?

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

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

Even ng 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.

ng Fan chuckled bitterly, banishing these ssy thoughts from his mind.

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

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

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

ng Fan...how can you bla for that?