Tick-tock...

Tick-tock...

The exhibition hall once again fell silent, with only the ticking sound remaining.

Everyone held their breath, quietly watching Miyamoto Jiro's wrist.

The second before, a wrist that held a sword, now sported a wound deep enough to expose the bone, from which blood was dripping continuously like a string of broken pearls.

The bloody wound declared to everyone who the ultimate winner of this duel was.

Xu Fan, it was clearly Xu Fan.

Although no one had seen clearly how he had made his move from start to finish, the fact was right before their eyes.

Xu Fan was completely unharmed, while Miyamoto Jiro's right hand was disabled.

The winner was naturally Xu Fan.

"Did he, did he actually win?"

"It's simply unbelievable..."

Recalling the previously arrogant demeanor of Miyamoto Jiro, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.

Such a master defeated by a single move from Xu Fan, how formidable he must be...

"This guy..."

In the crowd, Xia Yanyu wiped the cold sweat from her hands and started to smirk.

She had thought that Xu Fan would meet his demise at the hands of this proud master of the Dongying's Sword Dao, but now she realized that her so-called worries were completely unnecessary.

At this moment, the answer to Xu Fan's so-called fear of getting hurt was revealed.

This guy, he wasn't afraid of getting hurt at all.

What he worried about was merely injuring someone and affecting today's exhibition.

A so-called Sword Dao master from Dongying? A successor of the One Blade Style?

Xia Yanyu laughed and shook her head, perhaps this guy had never taken them seriously at all...

"Jiro!"

Shuichi Akita's frantic shout echoed in the exhibition hall.

Just moments ago, while he was pondering how to mock everyone after Xu Fan fell under Miyamoto Jiro's sword, he now rushed anxiously towards Miyamoto Jiro.

Seeing the horrific wound on Miyamoto Jiro's hand, Shuichi Akita couldn't stop shaking his head.

Impossible, Miyamoto Jiro was a legend of Dongying, how could he, how could he be defeated by such a person!

"Damn it! Your good deed!"

A Sword Dao master with a disabled right hand is undoubtedly equated to being crippled!

Shuichi Akita, like a wild beast gone mad, charged toward Xu Fan!

His eyes, blazing with raging flames, stared fiercely at Xu Fan, and he bellowed, "Do you not have the spirit of Bushido?"

"Hmm? The spirit of Bushido?"

Xu Fan raised an eyebrow, chuckled coldly, and looked back at Shuichi Akita.

This guy, where does he get the face to talk to me about the spirit of Bushido?

Just now, had it not been for his deadly move, how would Qing Shan have been injured by Miyamoto Jiro?

Such a person, what qualifications does he have?

"If it's a duel, casualties are inevitable, aren't they?"

"You!"

The mocking words Shuichi Akita had previously uttered, Xu Fan now returned them back to him verbatim. The onlookers could only feel their blood boiling!

"Well said!"

"Damn, this Dongying dwarf doesn't understand the rules. This is called reaping what you sow!"

If Xu Fan had not stood up, today, they might have ended up being laughed at for Huaxia having no one; but now, everyone could proudly breathe out, and one by one, they couldn't help but look over at Xu Fan.

This young man should not be underestimated.

"..."

The crowd's curses, like slap after slap, violently smacked across Shuichi Akita's face. Raised in a privileged background, when had he ever been insulted like this?

At this moment, clenching his fists, he coldly glared back at Xu Fan.

"The disgrace of today, Shuichi Akita will remember. I hope, sir, you won't regret this later!"

"I'm always ready."

Watching the hastily departing Shuichi Akita, Xu Fan squinted his eyes and snorted lightly.

A mere Dongying flea dares to be noisy in the vast Huaxia? Come again, and I won't mind squashing this bug.

"Sister Lan, how was that? Wasn't I very cool just now?"

After Shuichi Akita left, Xu Fan walked over to Xiao Lan, cockily raising his eyebrows, seemingly seeking praise from the group.

"You sneaky brat, hiding your skills so deep, huh?"

Before Xiao Lan could speak, Uncle Yao couldn't help but start cursing while stroking his beard.

If I had known this kid was so capable, I wouldn't have let Qing Shan go up just now.

Fortunately, Qing Shan is only injured and not in serious trouble.

"Uncle Yao, our Xu Fan, is what you call low-key."

Xiao Lan linked arms with Xu Fan, protectively defending him as Uncle Yao looked on and rolled his eyes.

"Nice one, Xiao Lan, siding with this brat to annoy this old man, huh?"

"Uncle Yao, how could I dare…"

...

The group made a noisy scene, while Xia Yanyu stood aside, feeling somewhat overlooked…

At this moment, seeing Xiao Lan getting very close to Xu Fan, she felt a pang of envy.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Lost in her thoughts, Xu Fan suddenly approached her.

He sneaked up to her side with a mischievous grin.

"Hehehe, hey President Xia, haven't you fallen for me? Just a reminder, falling for your brother-in-law like this isn't right."

"Xu Fan!"

All previous thoughts vanished in an instant! Now staring at the rascal before her, Xia Yanyu's teeth gnashed in irritation.

"Don't dream, my sister, could never marry someone like you."

"…"

Looking at the icy woman before him, Xu Fan wondered if this chick was really made of ice.

It was just a joke, what's the big deal…

Stingy…

"Mr. Xu Fan, look, could we get to know each other?"

"Brother Xu Fan, you really stood up for us just now!"

Before Xu Fan and Xia Yanyu could exchange more words, the people around them surged towards Xu Fan.

"This is my business card, please take it."

Xu Fan's earlier performance was too dazzling, one by one, they all took the initiative to get to know him.

Without worrying about losing face, they hurriedly handed over their business cards to Xu Fan.

After all, getting to know a master like Xu Fan could provide a solution if they encountered any troubles in the future.

"I say, Niece Xiao, this is why you brought him here today, right?"

Seeing Xu Fan surrounded by a crowd of people, Uncle Yao chuckled and turned to Xiao Lan.

"Pretending to let him accompany this old man to see antiques is false, making connections for him is the true motive, huh? You sure care a lot about this kid?"

Xiao Lan shrugged and laughed, "Looks like I couldn't hide it from you…"

"I may be old, but my eyes aren't cloudy yet."

Uncle Yao stretched lazily, smiling as he looked at Xu Fan in the crowd, "You planning all this, could it be…?"

"Is Chen Longhu still not content?"

Uncle Yao's question made Xiao Lan's face turn solemn.

She gazed deeply at Xu Fan not far away and nodded, saying, "Chen Longhu is not much of a problem, but after all, I am just a woman."

"These years, keeping that thing safe has also tired me out. Perhaps, entrusting it to him is a good idea…"

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