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Nalan Yanran urged impatiently, as if it was a matter of course, "Whether we fight or not, you should give me a sure signal.

Facing the eldest lady's active invitation, Lin Fan could only sigh: "In that case, let's get started."

With that said, he walked out of the room and walked into the spacious courtyard, which was enough to accommodate the competition between the two.

Lin Fan thought to himself: This girl's tenacity is admirable. Since she has this intention, why not try the newly learned first style of the Long Yuan Wave-cutting Sword?

So, let's get started. "

Yanran didn't hesitate any longer. She gently took off the sword from her waist and put it aside.

Lin Fan saw this and suggested: "This time, let's fight with swords.

Immediately, he drew out the Yunqing Sword and held it tightly in his palm.

Yanran was slightly startled and questioned: "Are you sure you want to use a sword?" 963

She understood that Lin Fan had just received a sword from his master yesterday and was not even proficient in swordsmanship, so how could he possibly compete with her.

In terms of swordsmanship, she has the advantage.

Indeed, I have the confidence to try the newly learned swordsmanship.

Lin Fan spoke firmly.

The sword is like a ferocious beast. If it hurts you, I will feel sorry for you. "

Yanran reminded that although she is arrogant, she still understands the importance of things very clearly.

No problem, I'm looking forward to testing out my new learning. "

Lin Fan shook his head, his eyes full of determination.

Yanran chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm: "You have only learned for one day, and you dare to fight in practice. I really admire your courage."

Without further ado, let’s get started. "

Lin Fan said firmly that he would not give the other party any more chance to make concessions.

"You should think twice before you act."

After Yanran finished speaking, he gripped the sword again and prepared to face the challenge.

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Chapter 1: A familiar battle

Chapter 1: A familiar battle

Yanran took the initiative to launch an offensive this time. He was shaped like a swallow and flew towards Lin Fan at high speed. The air around him seemed to be cut with tiny wind blades.

Lin Fan chose to close his eyes and wait, letting people speculate on his strategy.

Yanran frowned slightly, wondering in his heart: What is he doing? Is he trying to play another trick?

When the distance shortened to ten steps, Yanran took action decisively, and the long sword swept forward like lightning.

As the distance approached five steps step by step, Lin Fan finally opened his eyes, his gaze was as bright as a torch, his feet were lightly stepped, and his body was as flexible and erratic as a fallen leaf in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, he had passed Yanran. The sword lights and sword shadows intertwined, making sharp friction sounds and sparks flying.

However, Yanran's wind blade brushed past Lin Fan, leaving only a few tattered skirts.

A trace of surprise flashed across Yanran's expression. He actually avoided the wind blade skillfully. This is a movement technique! In just one day, he has already mastered it?

Yanran paused, and the long sword danced in an arc, pointing directly at Lin Fan's shoulder.

Lin Fan's eyes sharpened instantly. The moment the sword tip touched, he raised his sword to block. The Qingfeng sword collided with the long sword, making a crisp metal collision sound.

Yanran's sword tip hit the Yunqing sword hard, and the powerful force caused her sword to instantly bend into a strange arc, showing the power of her swordsmanship and Lin Fan's calmness and precision in dealing with it.

Lin Fan grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and turned rapidly. The powerful rebounding force was like a strong wind, and it suddenly reached mid-air.

Yanran stabilized his body, tapped the courtyard wall with his toes, and used his strength to launch a new round of offensive towards Lin Fan as quickly as a swallow.

Nalan Yanran's speed was as fast as lightning, and the sword light disappeared in a flash! Lin Fan turned around nimbly at the critical moment, and the tip of the sword passed through the gap in his collar, as if time had stopped at this moment.