"Young Master Ye, you are a dragon among men, a rare martial genius that comes once in a century," Jiang Yue said with clasped hands, his face full of sincerity. The moment Ye Fan touched him, Jiang Yue knew he had lost. At the start of the bout, he was able to match Ye Fan fairly well with the cleverness of his moves, but once Ye Fan's moves also became flexible and varied, and coupled with his speed advantage, Jiang Yue was no match for him.
That also just confirmed the Chief Steward's conclusion: within thirty moves, their strengths were not too different, but once it went beyond thirty moves, Jiang Yue would be at a disadvantage.
With a slight smile, Ye Fan said, "Brother Jiang flatters me, your strength is quite formidable too."
