The young people in this courtyard are all members of the Dragon Tiger team.
The Dragon Tiger team consists of twelve people. Fang Qingxue is the captain, and Ling Fei, a cultivator at the peak of the Tianwu realm, is the vice-captain. The other ten are regular members.
The twelve-member Dragon Tiger team comprises nine males and three females.
Apart from Fang Qingxue, there are two other women. Both are older than Fang Qingxue but have inferior cultivation. While their appearances are not bad, they are not considered beautiful either, perhaps around seventy points. Compared to Fang Qingxue, they appear ordinary.
Of course, despite their ordinary looks, they are not short of suitors. Several members of the Dragon Tiger team are pursuing these two women. It's not that these men don't want to pursue Fang Qingxue, but rather that Fang Qingxue is too aloof. Nevertheless, whether they are pursuing the other two women or not, they all admire Fang Qingxue or hold her in high regard because Fang Qingxue has subdued them with her own strength and personal charm!
If Fang Qingxue were to fall in love with someone from their Dragon Tiger team, they would only offer their blessings. But an outsider? Absolutely not!
"Kid, if you want to be our captain's boyfriend, you'll have to get past us first!" one of the young men said coldly, looking at Yang Feilong with extreme hostility.
This guy wants to be their goddess's boyfriend, and they absolutely will not agree, not even if they die!
Yang Feilong glanced at Fang Qingxue. She remained calm. He then asked, "To challenge you, I have to defeat your pursuers?"
"That's right," Fang Qingxue said indifferently. "If you can't even defeat them, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"
"If that's the case, then let's begin!" Yang Feilong took a deep breath, his figure flashed, and he leaped onto the platform.
To be honest, his fighting spirit had been ignited!
Among the young people in the courtyard, excluding Fang Qingxue, the youngest is only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, and the oldest is not more than ten years older than Fang Qingxue, around thirty-three or thirty-four. From his understanding, none of these individuals are likely on the Prodigy Ranking, whether they meet the age criteria or not.
According to Yang Feilong's analysis, this might be because the ranking is issued by the Constabulary Bureau, or perhaps the Constabulary Bureau wants to conceal the strength of their official prodigy cultivators to prevent them from being harmed.
After all, the Martial Artist Official Association is affiliated with the Constabulary General Bureau!
The purpose of the Martial Artist Association issuing rankings is naturally to encourage competition among the elites of the martial world. Given the numerous ancient martial arts families and the youthful cultivators' fondness for attention and reputation, if they are not given something to do, they might cause a lot of trouble. So, they are provided with a ranking list to contend for.
In an instant, Yang Feilong's mind raced with thoughts.
These people were all formidable, but he was not ordinary either!
Who wasn't a prodigy in their own right?
"My name is Wang Bin. I am the weakest in our team. Let me test your depth!" At this moment, a young man spoke. As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he leaped onto the platform.
This young man was also the youngest among them after Fang Qingxue, only around twenty-six years old. His cultivation was at the early Tianwu realm. At this age and cultivation level, he would definitely cause a stir in the ancient martial arts world, but before this, he was unknown in that circle.
It had to be said that the Constabulary Bureau had protected him very well!
"Bring out your weapon!" Wang Bin said arrogantly, looking at Yang Feilong.
"If you want me to use a weapon, then we'll see if you have the ability," Yang Feilong said indifferently.
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the Dragon Tiger team members changed. This guy completely disregarded them!
"Very well. You probably don't know that everyone in our Dragon Tiger team possesses the ability to fight beyond their level! Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish and make you understand that showing off leads to no good end!" Wang Bin sneered and slashed towards Yang Feilong with his broadsword.
Although Yang Feilong was not using a weapon, Wang Bin attacked with full force from the outset.
The Dragon Tiger team was not formed yesterday; everyone had experienced countless battles and was seasoned veterans!
Underestimating an opponent would come at a price. Yang Feilong could withstand their captain's pressure, so even if he wasn't as strong, he wouldn't be far off. Therefore, despite his dismissive words, his full-force attack from the start showed his respect for Yang Feilong!
If he went all out and accidentally seriously injured or even killed the opponent, no one would fault him, as he had already issued his warning.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Yang Feilong's figure vanished from his spot.
The sharpness of this saber strike was formidable, and he naturally chose to dodge rather than confront it directly.
Buzz!
Wang Bin's attack missed. Yang Feilong had disappeared. He was startled but not panicked. The next moment, he sensed Yang Feilong's presence. With a diagonal slash of his broadsword, his sharpness reappeared!
"The members of the Dragon Tiger team are indeed not simple!" Yang Feilong's eyes flickered. This Wang Bin was no weaker than Qiu Badao, whom he had killed some time ago. Perhaps Qiu Badao would only have a chance of defeating him if he went all out!
At this moment, Yang Feilong realized he had been slightly overconfident!
He shouldn't have faced the fight bare-handed!
However, since the words had been spoken, he would not regret them!
He unleashed a hand saber strike, employing the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword Technique.
Clang!
A metallic roar suddenly echoed.
Yang Feilong was forced back, while Wang Bin only retreated a step or two.
"Is this all you've got? And you dare to be arrogant?" Although Wang Bin was inwardly startled by Yang Feilong's strength, his words were filled with disdain.
"As expected of a member of the Dragon Tiger team." Yang Feilong took a deep breath, then beckoned, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
It was the soft sword!
After the brief exchange, he realized that if he didn't use a weapon, he would have to resort to his abilities or soul power. Compared to using those means, Yang Feilong considered it and decided to use his weapon.
"I thought you wouldn't use a weapon," Wang Bin scoffed.
"Because your strength is passable, worthy of me exerting a little more effort," Yang Feilong replied calmly, without getting angry.
"Passable?" Wang Bin was infuriated and laughed in response. "Then let me show you whether your strength is as formidable as your mouth!"
Boom!
Wang Bin attacked in a rage, his saber energy like a thunderous downpour, cascading down.
Yang Feilong's gaze was calm, but his actions were ruthless. The Netherworld Sword Technique unleashed a sky full of sword light, blocking Wang Bin's stormy onslaught.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, Yang Feilong and Wang Bin exchanged dozens of blows.
Facing Wang Bin's offensive, Yang Feilong continuously employed the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword Technique and the Netherworld Sword Technique, balancing offense and defense. Although Yang Feilong was at a disadvantage, Wang Bin could not overcome him because Yang Feilong's skills and combat awareness were too excellent.
Just as everyone thought it would take a long time for them to determine a winner, the sword technique in Yang Feilong's hand suddenly changed!
A vast sword light surged towards Wang Bin's throat, causing everyone's expression to change.
This sword strike was incredibly fast and cunning.
Wang Bin was also startled. He fully blocked, but as his broadsword met that sword light, his expression became peculiar. This was because the power of this sword light was not strong enough. While Wang Bin's face was about to change, another seemingly insignificant sword light struck his body, unleashing an incredibly terrifying force!
Pfft!
Wang Bin spat out blood and flew backward.
This sword light, hitting his body, directly injured him quite severely!
In fact, if this sword light had struck a vital point, he might have been severely wounded, if not killed!
The moment he landed, Yang Feilong's long sword appeared at his throat.
"You are defeated!" Yang Feilong's voice was utterly calm.
"You... I'm not convinced! You cheated. I want to fight you again!" Wang Bin looked at Yang Feilong, his face flushed red. He was very unconvinced because he believed his defeat was not due to inferior skill, but rather his surprise at Yang Feilong's technique of splitting his sword light into two. The seemingly powerful sword light was weak, while the ordinary-looking one suddenly unleashed such immense power!
"Wang Bin, come down! If you're defeated, you're defeated. Don't make so many excuses. Our Dragon Tiger team can afford to lose. Treat this as a lesson. Otherwise, when fighting enemies, will you complain about them using underhanded tactics?" Fang Qingxue's cold voice suddenly rang out.
"Yes, Captain. I was wrong." Wang Bin lowered his head, then looked at Yang Feilong. "I lost, but don't get cocky. I am just the weakest member of our team!"
Yang Feilong's expression was indifferent. "Stop with the nonsense and let the next person come up!"
"..." Wang Bin heard Yang Feilong's words and felt that the latter completely disdained him. This infuriated him, clenching his teeth, but he said no more and retreated from the platform.