Qiu He frowned, and Ye Qingcheng first glanced at Qiu He, then looked at the stage.
Huangfu Yun stood still, but cold sweat was constantly beading on his forehead.
"Huangfu Yun, weren't you going to fight? Go ahead!" Ye Qingcheng shouted at Huangfu Yun.
Hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, Huangfu Yun felt terrible. It wasn't that he didn't want to attack, but that the sound of breaking air kept whistling in his ears, and he felt a boundless sword energy surging towards him.
"Hoo—"
For Huangfu Yun, every minute and every second at this moment was torment, and every second was infinitely long.
"Hiss—"
A sword energy suddenly flashed. Huangfu Yun thought he was hallucinating, and then, a bloodstain appeared on Huangfu Yun's neck.
"Huh?" Both Ye Qingcheng and Qiu He sensed the change in the martial arts arena.
Between illusion and reality, even Ye Qingcheng and Qiu He outside the window couldn't clearly see Ye Bufan's previous move.
"What a strange sword." Qiu He sighed and instantly appeared beside Huangfu Yun, patting him on the shoulder.
"We surrender," Qiu He said to Ye Bufan.
Hearing this, Ye Bufan was satisfied and retracted his hand. At this moment, Ye Qingcheng also came to Ye Bufan's side.
"That move you just used, did you learn it in the ancient tower?" Ye Qingcheng asked. "Illusion and reality, I can't tell if it's a mental attack or a magical attack."
Ye Bufan shook his head and said, "Senior Song Mingqin taught me this. I've been in the ancient tower these days precisely to master this technique completely."
Ye Qingcheng's interest was immediately piqued. "How about we have a spar later?"
Ye Bufan waved his hands quickly. "Forget it. I'm afraid you'll cry again and ask me for another magical technique. I can't afford that."
"Ye Bufan, I concede defeat wholeheartedly. You are indeed very strong," Huangfu Yun said. "But I won't admit defeat. Wait for me, I will challenge you again."
Huangfu Yun looked at Ye Bufan, his desire for strength growing even stronger.
Qiu He looked at Huangfu Yun's serious expression with great emotion: After so many years, isn't this the spirited appearance of Young Master Huangfu that the old patriarch wanted to see? When the old patriarch comes out of seclusion, he will be overjoyed.
Huangfu Yun left with Qiu He, arriving and departing swiftly. Seeing Ye Bufan preparing to leave the training ground, Ye Qingcheng immediately blocked his path.
"No, you have to spar with me today, or I won't let you leave," Ye Qingcheng said.
"I know the way to enter and leave the City Lord's Mansion now, so you can't stop me even if you try," Ye Bufan said, taking out the City Lord's Mansion token.
Ye Qingcheng reached out to grab it, but Ye Bufan dodged it.
"You! You! You!" Ye Qingcheng was furious. Then she suddenly smiled and said to Ye Bufan, "I'll ask you one more time, will you or will you not spar with me?"
Ye Bufan nodded very firmly. Ye Qingcheng snorted, "Fine, then I'll go and tell Sister Chuchu that you bullied me, and see if Sister Chuchu will pay attention to you."
"Hey!" Ye Bufan immediately knew that Ye Qingcheng was going to badmouth him to Chu Mengyao. He quickly stopped her.
"You're really something! I'll spar! I'll fight! Is that okay?" Ye Bufan said helplessly.
"Okay! The rules are the same as last time. You have to suppress your strength to match mine. You can't use your sword domain, and you can't use that purple flame either," Ye Qingcheng said after much consideration, laying out a series of prerequisites.
"Alright," Ye Bufan agreed.
The two stood on the martial arts arena. Ye Qingcheng took out her saber and looked at Ye Bufan.
"My strength has also improved compared to before, so be careful!" Ye Qingcheng smiled mysteriously and then disappeared from her spot.
As Ye Qingcheng arrived in front of Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan also disappeared from his spot.
The next second, Ye Qingcheng felt the surrounding sword energy reach its peak. She was enveloped by the sword energy, and the sound of breaking air echoed in her ears. Ye Qingcheng instinctively swung her saber down, only to miss.
"Sword, come!" Ye Bufan shouted. A giant sword descended from the sky. Ye Qingcheng felt a powerful mental pressure from both her body and spirit.
"Pfft—"
"Break it for me!" Ye Qingcheng, disregarding everything, poured all her spirit and true qi out, interweaving it with the giant sword.
"Buzz—"
A buzzing sound echoed in her head. Vaguely, Ye Qingcheng saw sword light flashing, and Ye Bufan's figure intertwined with the giant sword. She couldn't tell if it was one sword or Ye Bufan himself.
"Clang—"
The sword collided with the saber, and Ye Qingcheng fell onto the floor. Her hands were injured by the sword energy, bearing several wounds. A deep pit had appeared beneath her feet at some point.
"So strong!" With this single blow, Ye Qingcheng knew her standing. Even if Ye Bufan suppressed his cultivation to match hers, with his swordsmanship and that strange mental technique, she was no match for him.
"I won't fight anymore! I lost," Ye Qingcheng said. "Are you a monster? Why are you so strong?"
"If I weren't strong, how could I be used as Huangfu Yun for you?" Ye Bufan said with a laugh.
Ye Qingcheng glanced at Ye Bufan. "Look at you. If you're so capable, why don't you show off in front of Chuchu?"
"Oh, and one more thing," Ye Qingcheng said. "Sister asked me to tell you that many spies from Sakura Island have appeared in Kyoto City recently, inquiring about the underground city and you. Be careful. It's possible that in Jinhe, your original place of appearance, people from Sakura Island might make a move."
"Are you referring to the Chu family?" Ye Bufan asked.
"It's everyone related to you," Ye Qingcheng said. "Sister means that the matter you and Song Mingqin, Ji Feiyang are discussing will probably take a little longer."
After speaking, Ye Qingcheng took out a list.
"This is a list of Great Martial Saints and Martial Saints who have appeared in Jinhe recently and are connected to Sakura Island."
"Does Chuchu know about this?" Ye Bufan asked.
"Given the Chu family's current strength in Jinhe, they should be aware."
Ye Bufan took a deep breath. "It seems necessary to return to Jinhe. If we let those people run rampant in Jinhe, there might be trouble later."
"The plane tickets have already been booked for you," Ye Qingcheng said, extending her hand. Two plane tickets appeared in her hand.