Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 64 Hehehe! Girl, do you crave power?

boom!
The starlight barrier shattered with a deafening roar, turning into a shower of stardust.

The surging crimson light magnified in Ye Xinglan's eyes, and the aura of death filled her heart, causing her heart to stop beating abruptly.

At this critical moment, the tip of the halberd came to a steady stop, less than half an inch from the girl's brow.

Seeing this, the referee in the distance breathed a sigh of relief and gave up the idea of ​​intervening.

"you lose!"

Jiang Yi's voice rang out again, but this time, there was no rebuttal.

Snapped!
The starlight chains binding her vanished with a snap, and Ye Xinglan's legs went weak, causing her to collapse to the ground.

The girl slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the figure in front of her, her mind a complete blank, overwhelmed by a deep sense of defeat.

One move... just one move.

She didn't even get him to use his second move.

"Donghai Academy wins!"

As soon as the referee's voice rang out, a round of applause erupted from the field.

This match was undoubtedly a thrilling contest.

Although Ye Xinglan and Ye Xinglan were not wearing Shrek Academy uniforms, some sharp-eyed media outlets still recognized them.

Shrek Academy has been defeated! This is absolutely a major climax!

Countless cameras instantly focused on the dazed Ye Xinglan, snapping away furiously; such an opportunity was rare.

"I lost!"

Ye Xinglan lowered her eyes and said in a muffled voice that she was prepared to endure the humiliation from the victor.

Jiang Yi merely glanced at her indifferently, then waved to Xu Xiaoyan.

"Let's go, Xiao Yan!"

"it is good!"

Xu Xiaoyan nodded obediently and followed Jiang Yi straight off the stage without looking back.

Ye Xinglan stood there, stunned, watching Jiang Yi's indifferent departing figure, and unconsciously bit her lower lip.

This disregard was more unbearable for her than any verbal humiliation.

"Sister Xinglan, are you alright...?"

At this moment, Xu Lizhi rushed over, wanting to help Ye Xinglan up.

"fine!"

But Ye Xinglan had already gotten up on her own and shook her head at him.

Her gaze was fixed blankly on the direction Jiang Yi had left, her eyes swirling with complex and unfathomable emotions.

……

"Alright, I'll be going now. Remember not to reveal my whereabouts."

After the match ended, Zang Xin got up and left, not forgetting to give Wu Changkong and the other person a word of advice before leaving.

He hadn't observed Tang Wuling and the others yet.

"Yes!"

Wu Changkong and the other bowed deeply, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the figure of the Amorous Douluo had completely disappeared.

After all, he was a Limit Douluo, and with Zang Xin present, even Wu Changkong and his companion couldn't help but feel a little reserved.

"The college's teaching quality seems to have declined somewhat in recent years!"

Wu Changkong stood by the window, looking at Xu Lizhi who was still closely following Ye Xinglan, and shook his head.

In this battle, Xu Lizhi played no role whatsoever; it was entirely Ye Xinglan fighting two against one.

Otherwise, he should have posed a sufficient threat from the beginning, even before Jiang Yi used his full strength.

"..."

Shen Yi was speechless, unable to refute it.

Xu Lizhi's performance was indeed terrible; he showed absolutely no combat wisdom, was careless at the start, and failed to prepare the buns beforehand.

Later, they even threw buns with buff effects to the enemy as aid.

Shen Yi wanted to crack open his pig brain to see what he was thinking.

Inner courtyard?

Go to the foreign language department and clear your head!
Shen Yi thought coldly, she was going to report it as soon as she got back and revoke the other party's qualification to enter the inner courtyard!

and also……

These two can't stay together anymore.

Shen Yi's gaze returned to Ye Xinglan, his brows furrowing slightly.

This chubby boy always hides behind Ye Xinglan and relies on her for everything. No wonder he's been raised to be a good-for-nothing.

The two must be separated!

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a good thing for either him or Ye Xinglan!
……

Night, hotel.

Xie Xie went out to buy late-night snacks as usual.

Jiang Yi sat on the balcony, leaning back in a deck chair, quietly admiring the night view of the sea in the distance. Just then, a slight noise came from the edge of the balcony on the left. Jiang Yi did not turn his head, but spoke with a helpless tone.

"Can't you just use the front door?"

A slender figure flipped up and landed steadily on the balcony. Under the moonlight, her golden hair shone brightly.

"I want you to manage."

Ye Xinglan gave a soft snort and walked towards Jiang Yi.

Should we go through the main entrance?
If someone sees this, it will be ruined.

Thinking about the purpose of her trip, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"let's start!"

Jiang Yi looked at Ye Xinglan with great interest; he naturally knew why she had come.

Keep your promise...

Ye Xing took a deep breath, a struggle flashing across his face, but he finally closed his eyes and whispered in a fast, almost inaudible voice.

"Master! Master! Master..."

After shouting a series of words, the girl's pretty face was already flushed red, and she wished she could jump off the balcony and escape immediately.

Such a shameful title made her so embarrassed that her feet went numb.

Under the moonlight, the girl's face was flushed, and she looked charming and beautiful. There was no trace of the arrogant demeanor she had during the day.

Jiang Yi couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Ye Xinglan's awkward demeanor.

Do you know what your sword is most lacking?

"……what?"

Ye Xinglan was taken aback, looked up at Jiang Yi, and was surprised that he would suddenly ask this question.

However, with Jiang Yi's strength, he is indeed qualified to compete with her in swordsmanship.

"Not fast enough?"

When the topic of swordsmanship came up, Ye Xinglan instantly became serious, and her shyness was replaced by a thirst for knowledge.

The onlooker sees more of the game than the player!

Could it be that Jiang Yi discovered something during the competition?
"wrong!"

Jiang Yi shook his head and got up from the chair.

He was slightly taller than Ye Xinglan, and standing in front of her, his gaze was lowered, carrying an invisible sense of pressure.

Jiang Yi reached out and gently touched the girl's heart with his fingertips.

"It's your sword, but it has no heart!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan frowned, her confusion deepening.

"No heart?"

Ye Xinglan tilted her head, looking at Jiang Yi eagerly, hoping to get an answer. What did this mean?
"Your talent in swordsmanship is excellent, but your heart is too cold, and your hand is too steady when you wield the sword, like a machine..."

"How can a person without emotions cultivate true sword intent?"

Jiang Yi stared into Ye Xinglan's eyes and said with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Young girl, do you crave power?
Jiang Yi made a grasping motion with his right hand, and the halberd appeared in his hand. Under the moonlight, blood shadows flowed on the halberd, as if it were breathing and flickering with life.

"Ok?"

Ye Xinglan narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and lightly touch the halberd with his fingertips. Instantly, a domineering and scorching will came from his fingertips.

The Realm of Sword Intent...

She looked up at Jiang Yi, the kind of person she had always strived for, and Ye Xinglan couldn't help but believe a little of his words.

Let's continue to honor the agreement!

Jiang Yi suddenly fell silent, lay back down in his chair, and said lazily.

"I'm not done shouting..."

Ye Xinglan was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened as she looked at Jiang Yi with dissatisfaction.

"It doesn't count!"

Jiang Yi lay back in the chair, not even lifting his eyelids, and retorted.

"That's too perfunctory! I said it had to be sincere, but like your sword, it's all show and no substance, without a trace of emotion."

Jiang Yi paused here, glanced at her sideways, and continued with a smile.

"This is actually helping you cultivate yourself, understand your own emotions, and wear away your unrealistic arrogance."

"The sword is not your slave; you must wield it with your true heart."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan frowned and pondered these words repeatedly.

Although something felt off, it also inexplicably made sense.

"what should I do?"

Ye Xinglan looked at Jiang Yi, her tone carrying a hint of seeking advice.

A hint of a smile flashed in Jiang Yi's eyes as he beckoned to the bewildered girl opposite him.

"Come on, raise your hands first..."

(End of this chapter)