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As the elder's cold voice sounded again: "Ye Fan, challenge the inner disciple - Li Heng!"

The square was silent for a moment, and then the crowd started to whisper. Ye Fan, this name has become famous in and outside the Tianxing Sect recently, not only because of the strength he showed in the talent test, but also because of his beautiful master, the God of War Elder, who is quite famous inside and outside the sect. As her disciple, Ye Fan naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Is that Ye Fan? I heard that his talent is not that good, but he performed so amazingly when he was breaking through the tower."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to pass the third level of the tower. His strength is quite extraordinary."

"And his master is the War God Elder! This assessment will probably be very interesting."

Various discussions were heard one after another, and many disciples turned their eyes to Ye Fan, looking forward to seeing his performance. Ye Fan stood in the crowd, feeling these hot gazes, and couldn't help scratching his head, obviously a little nervous and stressed. Ever since he became the disciple of the War God Elder, his every move has been watched, and today is even more so.

"Huh..." Ye Fan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that this was not the time to be timid or escape. This was a challenge and an opportunity to prove himself. He clenched his fists secretly, with a determined look on his face.

"I can't let my master down."

He looked determined, straightened his body, and slowly walked towards the challenge seat. Many disciples in the audience looked at him sideways, closely watching his every move, some with awe, and some with a bit of jealousy. After Ye Fan stood still, he took a deep breath, and the pressure in his heart was relieved a little.

Soon, inner disciple Li Heng also stood up. Li Heng had a stern face, a tall stature, and narrowed eyes, revealing a fierce aura. His white robe was embroidered with gold thread symbolizing inner disciples, and the whole person was particularly eye-catching. Li Heng was considered the backbone of the inner disciples of Tianxing Sect. He had reached the realm of perfection in swordsmanship and was a strong man that the outer disciples could not catch up with.

"Ye Fan? Although you are the disciple of Elder God of War, the rule of the inner sect is that strength is respected. Today, I will not show mercy just because you have a powerful master." Li Heng looked at Ye Fan coldly, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, and he smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for your guidance. I also want to experience the power of the inner disciples."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Heng suddenly drew his sword, a ray of cold light cut through the air, and the sword energy was as sharp as the wind, rushing straight towards Ye Fan. His swordsmanship was crisp and fast, giving people an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry, he quickly took a few steps back, tapped his feet lightly, and dodged like a ghost. His aura suddenly became restrained and deep, which was the effect of the martial arts he obtained when he broke through the tower - "Wuji Potianjue". Ye Fan felt the surging true energy in his body, and his whole state became more and more stable, as if he could burst out amazing power at any time.

Li Heng's swordsmanship was sharp, but Ye Fan's body movements were as graceful as flowing water. He shook his wrist slightly, and drew his hands into the air. A silver light suddenly surged out of his body, condensing into a blade of air to meet Li Heng's sword energy. The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening sound, the ground shook slightly, and the surrounding disciples exclaimed.

"Is this Ye Fan's martial arts? It doesn't look simple!"

“I didn’t expect that he could actually fight against Li Heng. It’s unbelievable!”

The disciples outside the arena stared with their eyes wide open, surprised at Ye Fan's performance. You know, although Li Heng is not the top among the inner disciples, he is also famous and powerful. Ye Fan is just an outer disciple, but he can fight with him without losing, which makes everyone shocked and unbelievable.

Ye Fan did not give Li Heng too much breathing space. Taking advantage of the moment when the sword qi collided, he swayed and quickly approached the opponent. The air blade in his hand slashed towards Li Heng like thunder. Li Heng's pupils shrank, and he quickly raised his long sword to defend, but Ye Fan's speed was too fast, and the powerful momentum directly pressed his heart.

"What a fast movement!" Li Heng was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Fan to have such a fierce offensive method.

While Li Heng was struggling to resist, the Qi in Ye Fan's body was flowing faster and faster, and the "Infinite Breaking Heaven" he performed became more and more proficient. Every move and every style seemed extremely sharp, as if it had a momentum that could shake the heavens and split the earth. His eyes became more and more determined, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the martial arts, and every move he made was accompanied by unparalleled pressure.

Li Heng's defense gradually became difficult, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had never thought that this outer disciple who performed mediocrely in the talent test could burst out with such powerful strength.

"Ye Fan...how did he do it?" Li Heng was full of doubts, but he had no time to think about it.

"boom--"

With a muffled sound, Li Heng was knocked back several steps by Ye Fan's final blow, with a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and held on to his body, knowing that he had already lost.

The square was silent, and everyone was so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.

Ye Fan retracted the Qi blade and stood in place. Although he had spent a lot of energy, his eyes were still firm. This battle was not only to prove himself, but also to announce to everyone that he, Ye Fan, was not a weakling.

"So what if I have poor talent? With hard work and strength, I can still go against the will of heaven!"

When Li Heng was knocked back and blood flowed out of his mouth, the square was silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Fan standing in the middle of the field, and they still couldn't believe what had just happened. No one thought that the outer disciple who was just evaluated as mediocre in talent could defeat an inner disciple with his own strength in such a short time. This scene broke everyone's expectations.

"This... How is it possible? He really defeated Li Heng?" A disciple exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes full of shock.

"This kid is not simple, how can he have such powerful martial arts?"

"Looking at his moves, it's totally unlike what an ordinary outer disciple can master! I'm afraid the Tianxing Sect is going to produce a big shot this time."

Everyone was talking about it, their words were filled with surprise and admiration. Even some of the disciples who were jealous of Ye Fan had to admit that Ye Fan's strength was far beyond their imagination. Many outer disciples could not help but show envy and longing while being amazed, as if they saw a new star rising.

However, not only the outer disciples, but also many inner disciples were frowning with complicated expressions. They thought that the challenge among the outer disciples was just a formality, but they didn't expect Ye Fan to break the routine.

"Master is the God of War Elder, and such a disciple is also so amazingly powerful. It is indeed a lineage of inheritance." Some inner disciples sighed in their hearts, feeling a hint of threat.

At this moment, the War God Elder stood on the high platform, her eyes fixed on her disciple Ye Fan. Although her expression remained calm, she could not hide the relief and satisfaction in her eyes. She nodded slightly, feeling proud of Ye Fan in her heart.

"This kid... really didn't disappoint me." The War God Elder sighed inwardly. Her fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of the sword, and the relief in her heart grew stronger.

The War God Elder clearly remembered that when she first saw Ye Fan, she sensed his hidden potential. Although Ye Fan's talent test results were not outstanding, his unyielding determination and superb comprehension were exactly what she valued. Sure enough, in a short period of time, Ye Fan, relying on the practice of the "Wuji Potianjue" martial arts, showed amazing strength step by step.

"He is not a genius who relies on talent, but a strong man who has worked hard step by step." The War God Elder sighed in her heart. Such a disciple makes her more satisfied than a genius who simply relies on talent.

Ye Fan stood in the center of the square, feeling all kinds of gazes from all directions. He was not too proud, but just breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at his master on the platform. He knew that this victory was not only for himself, but also for the glory of his master.

The War Elder's eyes met Ye Fan's. Neither of them spoke a word, but the tacit understanding between master and disciple was deeper than any words.

She smiled with relief and made up her mind: "This child's future achievements will never stop here."