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Chapter 90 Li Jinglan's Skill Surpasses All Others! Shen Yan's Skill Astounds All!

Chapter 92 Li Jinglan's Skill Surpasses All Others! Shen Yan's Skill Astounds Everyone!

Halfway through the banquet, someone suddenly said loudly, "Today's event is rather monotonous with only singing and dancing. With so many talented young people gathered here, why not let the younger generation have a chance to compete and win some good luck?"

Shen Yan looked over upon hearing the voice. The man appeared to be about forty years old, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a face as handsome as jade. He was wearing a bright yellow robe with a five-clawed dragon embroidered on his chest. He must be Li Guyun, the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei.

Shen Moxuan coughed lightly, his expression neither happy nor sad, as he had expected this situation.

Li Guyun continued, "I recently acquired a thousand-year-old Fire Spirit Ginseng, which I will use as a prize."

Having been pushed to this point, Shen Moxuan naturally couldn't remain silent.

"Since Your Highness is so generous, I cannot leave empty-handed. The winner may choose a treasure from my treasury."

The crowd below cheered.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

Martial artists are naturally combative, so it's normal for them to gather together and compete to see who is better.

This kind of thing has happened frequently in previous years, and many people have long been used to it.

However, this year was clearly different. Li Jinglan was the first to jump onto the martial arts stage, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

None of the younger generation dared to meet his gaze.

He said in an icy tone, "With Shen Jianxin absent, this fight is indeed utterly boring."

He clearly doesn't respect anyone else, and of course, he has the right to be arrogant.

Reaching the middle third rank at such a young age demonstrates exceptional talent; it's not impossible for him to reach the first rank in his lifetime.

Perhaps we can also try the legendary Grandmaster realm.

Shen Yan overheard the people around him talking.

"With Shen Jianxin absent, today's martial arts competition has indeed lost much of its charm."

"Yes, who among the younger generation can rival Li Jinglan?"

"Li Jinglan is not giving others a chance to shine."

"..——"

In previous years, experts like Li Jinglan would usually choose to perform last.

Let the young talents of each family show their faces in front of the older generation and add to the joy.

This year, for some reason, Li Jinglan has been dominating everyone from the very beginning, giving them no chance whatsoever.

for a long time.

No one dared to go on stage.

Shen Yanben wanted to see him play a couple more matches so he could figure out his strengths and weaknesses.

After all, having received such a generous gift, one naturally wants to handle things well.

Just when he thought no one would go on stage and was about to make his move.

Suddenly, someone jumped onto the stage.

Shen Yan heard the whispers around him.

"It turns out to be Li Lie, the grandson of the Fourth Prince. Only he dares to step onto the stage."

"Li Lie's strength should not be underestimated. He was already at the peak of the seventh rank a few years ago. I wonder if he has broken through yet. He is two years younger than Li Jinglan."

The Fourth Prince married Shen Moxuan's older sister, and the two families were on good terms, so it's not surprising that he stepped forward at this time.

Li Jinglan was clearly very familiar with Li Lie, and said calmly, "Li Lie, you are no match for me. You know who my target is. You should leave now."

Li Lie remained silent, but began to adjust his aura in order to deal with Li Jinglan in the most perfect way.

He also knew that he might not be a match for Li Jinglan.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Li Jinglan said no more.

"Since you're so rude, I'll grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinglan flew away.

The two exchanged blows, each palm striking flesh.

His fists and feet emitted a pale blue aura of true energy, which was dazzling in the darkness.

The crowd below gasped in surprise.

"Li Lie has actually broken through to the middle third rank, no wonder he has the confidence to go on stage."

"Talented people emerge in every generation! Today's young people are truly remarkable."

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Shen Yan looked at the field and knew that Li Lie was about to lose.

Although they seemed evenly matched, he was actually finding it increasingly difficult to withstand Li Jinglan's attacks.

Even among those of the same rank of sixth grade, there are differences.

"No wonder you dared to go on stage, you've made a breakthrough! Too bad you're still no match for me. Go back and train for another two years!"

Li Jinglan was determined to win; if Li Lie didn't have a backup plan, he would be defeated in less than ten moves.

Sure enough, after a few moves, Li Jinglan struck him in the chest with a palm.

Li Lie staggered back a few steps, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Li Jinglan looked down at Li Lie and said calmly, "You lost!"

Li Lie gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling, but he couldn't linger any longer, so he could only glare at him resentfully.

His heart was filled with worry; how could he not know the purpose of Li Jinglan's trip?

Moreover, Li Jinglan specializes in swordsmanship, and has already mastered the Tai Xuan Sword Scripture to a high level. If he were to draw his sword, Li Lie would have been defeated long ago.

Li Jinglan looked down with a calm expression.

"Why don't any of the Shen family's outstanding talents come out to exchange skills?"

Shen Yan knew it was his turn to go on stage; he already had a good grasp of Li Jinglan's abilities.

At this time.

Shen Rong walked over and, seeing that Shen Yan was about to go on stage, he quickly leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Shen Yan, be very careful when you go up there. Li Jinglan's mastery of the Tai Xuan Sword Scripture is unparalleled. Make sure he doesn't draw his sword."

Shen Yan nodded slightly.

Seeing that no one was going to take the stage, Li Jinglan began to mock them again.

"Sigh! It seems that apart from Shen Jianxin, there isn't a single one of the younger generation in the Shen family who is worthy of our attention."

The young members of the Shen family sitting below were all indignant, but they knew they were no match for Li Jinglan.

Going up there would only make him more humiliated. He could only glare at Li Jinglan on the stage. If looks could kill, he would have died a thousand times over.

Li Jinglan didn't take it seriously and ignored their anger.

Shen Yan jumped onto the martial arts stage.

Li Jinglan frowned slightly, looking at Shen Yan in front of him, and indeed had no recollection of him.

He thought to himself, "When did this kind of person appear in the Shen family?"

"Who are you? Are you a member of the Shen family?"

"My name is Shen Yan."

"Shen Yan?! Where did this nobody come from?"

Li Jinglan was furious that after waiting for so long, only an unknown nobody came up.

Shen Yan said calmly, "To deal with you, a nobody is enough. I've heard that your swordsmanship is divine. Draw your sword! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to draw it."

Hearing Shen Yan's arrogant words, Li Jinglan could no longer suppress his anger.

He sneered, "Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

He ordered his servants below the stage to bring up his sword. Drawing it, he said to Shen Yan, "This sword is called Fish Intestine. It was personally forged by the master of Hidden Sword Manor over three years. Although countless divine weapons exist in the martial world, this sword can still rank among the top twenty."

The sword gleamed coldly as Li Jinglan channeled his true energy into it, causing it to hiss repeatedly.

The chill was penetrating, and even those far away could feel the coldness emanating from the sword.

Shen Yan chuckled and said, "My fist is a product of my mother and father. Although there are countless divine weapons in the martial arts world, it doesn't even rank among them. It's the perfect weapon to deal with your sword."

These words drew laughter from the audience.

Shen Rong couldn't manage a smile, his face contorted with bitterness. He had meant well in reminding Shen Yan, but he didn't understand why Shen Yan was being so presumptuous.

"Young people are still too impetuous."

In his view, if Li Jinglan did not draw his sword, Shen Yan would have a 30% chance of winning; if Li Jinglan drew his sword, Shen Yan would have no chance of winning at all.

Shen Ci's face was gloomy, and he kept sighing, as if he had already foreseen the situation that was about to unfold.

Shen Moxuan, on the other hand, looked at Shen Yan with curiosity and interest.

Shen Ci had mentioned Shen Yan to him several times, praising him highly.

This was the first time he had ever met Shen Yan.

"This young man is quite interesting."

Upon hearing this, Li Guyun said calmly, "Young people should be humble and modest. Showing off without ability will only harm them."

Shen Moxuan did not respond to his cold words, but watched the competition on the field with great interest.

He believed that Shen Yan wouldn't act so rashly; he must have some confidence in his heart.

Before going on stage, Shen Rong had whispered a reminder to him, so it was impossible for Shen Yan to be completely unaware.

It can only be said that he had the confidence to do so.

Li Jinglan was so angry at Shen Yan's words that she laughed.

"You're sharp-tongued; I hope you can still laugh later."

After saying that, he thrust his sword, which emitted a chilling pale blue light, toward Shen Yan.

The swordplay was astonishing, leaving everyone in awe; indeed, a great reputation was well-deserved.

Shen Yan's feelings at this moment were quite peculiar; he felt as if everything around him was helping him to withstand the sword strike.

The sword strike seemed insignificant and weak in his eyes.

With the blessing of heaven and earth, Shen Yan easily dodged the astonishing sword strike by simply turning his body to the side.

He then punched Li Jinglan in the chest.

Li Jinglan looked horrified. Shen Yan's punch was slow, but he felt there was no way to avoid it.

"puff!"

In the end, he coughed up blood and flew off the martial arts stage.

The scene was in uproar; no one seemed to have expected such an outcome.