After understanding the real Yunluo, after experiencing many battles, Zhang Fan became more and more skilled. This speed was achieved by using the effect of thunder to achieve a moment of condensation and an instant explosion.
In one second, he was grasping this second.
His habit had already been established in his previous life, that is, he had to observe carefully during battles, because a mistake by his opponent would become a fatal weakness for him. Then, when targeting this weakness, either one must kill with one blow, or
The ultimate goal is to launch a storm attack, and the final goal is to die!
Under such a sharp edge, a blood mark instantly appeared on the neck of the monster. As the blood was flowing, Zhang Fan grabbed it with his right hand and spread it open, the energy condensed and lined up again, and the blood flowed faster in an instant.
Accelerate, this palm definitely accelerated the death of the monster. After doing all this, Zhang Fan's body retreated, and at this time the monster made a low sound, and its originally fierce gaze suddenly became dim.
He came down, but he still rushed towards Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan's body did not move. When the monster was one meter away from him, it collapsed with a low sound.
After letting out a breath, Zhang Fan's whole body also became pineapple and fought against the spirit-level monster. He was indeed confident, but the consumption during the battle was absolutely huge.
Moreover, because he used the Soul Reverse Transformation at the last test point, and with the energy consumption again, the reaction of his Soul Reverse Transformation gradually emerged.
Looking at the old man, Zhang Fan couldn't help but say, "I've passed, right?"
"It's passed!" The old man nodded slightly, his expression still looked surprised. Judging from the battle just now, Zhang Fan's control has reached a very strong stage. Not only is the grasp accurate, but there is no panic in the entire battle process.
Only one thing can be reflected, then Zhang Fan has definitely experienced such a battle many times, otherwise he would never be able to be so calm and extremely calm.
But what he could hardly imagine was what a young boy had experienced?
"Give me your brand!" The old man said for a long time.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly and leaned over. He first hugged the little monster in his arms, and then handed the sign to the old man.
When the old man took it, his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan again, and found that the little monster was lying gentlely in Zhang Fan's arms, and an extremely strange feeling arose in his heart.
Extending his right hand, a force emerged, and after a complex mark appeared on the sign, he handed it to Zhang Fan and said, "Okay, go to the next test point, by the way, during the test, there is no difference between day and night, only passing or not
pass!"
It is understandable to Zhang Fan, which is a kind of training of willpower.
"The next test point is in Wangyue Pavilion. As for what you have to do when you get there, you will understand!" The old man said again: "Wangyue Pavilion is behind the Wudou Pavilion. You can go around and you can see it!"
After Zhang Fan nodded, he walked directly outside.
Looking at Zhang Fan's back, the old man felt that Zhang Fan should be able to pass the assessment to the end. If he couldn't walk, the old man would only feel regretful. Then he looked at the monster, and the blood marks on its neck were so cold.
Conspicuous.
Is it the most vulnerable place to directly attack the opponent? And depending on the position, Zhang Fan is definitely right to grasp it.
After walking out of the room, Zhang Fan first saw that there were a lot of people gathered here. It seemed that there were quite a few people who could get here, but when I thought about the number of people who signed up outside, I could not compare it with the one here.
What happened?
When he walked outside, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at the sky and found that it was almost dusk. Thinking of the old man's words, Zhang Fan shrugged helplessly and walked forward.
When he arrived at the Moon Watching Pavilion, Zhang Fan walked in without stopping for a long time.
After coming inside, Zhang Fan found that it was still a hall, and there were more than 20 people waiting inside. After Zhang Fan came in, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"What are you testing here?" Zhang Fan was completely confused at this time, because there was only one hall here and there that couldn't see anything else.
"Print!" At this time, a middle-aged man walked up and said to Zhang Fan.
After Zhang Fan handed over the sign, the man nodded and said, "Go and wait!"
A look of doubt appeared again. Zhang Fan walked over. After he arrived there, Zhang Fan glanced at the number of people. Adding his own words, he looked about twenty-five people. What was he going to do? And to his slightly surprised,
There are seven or eight girls here, and their surprise flashes slightly. It seems that those who can get here are very talented.
"Oh, after waiting for a long time, someone finally came!" After Zhang Fan walked there, he heard a helpless statement among the twenty-five people.
"Are you waiting for someone?" Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then he didn't think much about it and waited patiently. Twenty minutes passed, and Zhang Fan seemed to have not started the test yet, standing there shut up.
The upper eyes began to recover with the fluctuations in the body's energy.
The previous consumption is so much, and the next test will probably become more and more difficult, so it is definitely good to maintain the best condition.
I don't know how long it took, but he heard the sounds around him turn into chaos and opened his eyes. Only then did he realize that thirty people were all together, and at this time, one appeared in front of thirty people.
The old man in gray robe, the old man standing there gave people an extremely ordinary feeling, but feeling the fluctuations of his soul, he smelled an extremely dangerous aura on the old man. Needless to say, the old man's strength is absolutely extremely powerful.
, otherwise he would never have had this feeling.
"This test is a test of the pressure everyone is under. Thirty people, one meter apart, and those who insist on half a stick of incense can pass!" An old voice sounded, and Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the old man's
At this moment, he felt a slight fluctuation on his body, as if it was waving from the old man's body.
After thirty people separated, a man lit something similar to an incense candle. Zhang Fan became even more confused in an instant. At this moment, his body shook and his eyes showed a look of horror, because at this moment,
The extremely terrifying pressure instantly pressed on them, which made Zhang Fan, who was not prepared at all, bend his body directly. This was pretty good. Several other people lie directly on the ground.
In amazement, Zhang Fan understood something, raised his head and looked at the old man. This momentum was emitted from the old man. How terrifying is this old man's strength?
And the old man, whose eyes looked like he did not have any emotional color, and as time went by, the pressure increased little by little.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, and his body, which had been bent down, stood up little by little. There were so many people here, he could never do something lower than others. He either did the best or left, even if there was one.
He was in a tone, so he had to hold on until the end, just half an incense stick? Can he still bear it?
Five minutes is definitely not an exaggeration. It took Zhang Fan five minutes to make his body tense up, which shows how terrifying and powerful the pressure the old man burst out.
When Zhang Fan's body stood up straight, he clearly felt a stream of energy rising around him, and the colorful energy obviously released his martial soul.
His expression fluctuated slightly, and Zhang Fan's mouth raised a curve. Under such pressure, it was also an absolute training for people. When he was in the martial arts hall, he could withstand the pressure of his opponents and even break through.
Then he would never let go of such a good opportunity.
In order to resist pressure and pressure, this kind of environment is definitely a pity.
When Zhang Fan thought of this, he took a deep breath again, and the energy in his body began to get madly restless, his face full of strong will. Although it slightly shaking, it stood firm.
As time went by, the pressure became stronger and stronger, and the energy in Zhang Fan's body turned faster. At this time, several people could not hold on and their bodies lay on the ground again.
Zhang Fan also felt extremely uncomfortable at this time. If someone close to Zhang Fan, he might be able to clearly hear the subtle sound of Zhang Fan's bones.
"Hey!"
Cold sweat also flowed down Zhang Fan's face, but his body was still tense and straight, which made him think of the time he was trained by Mr. Huang and the tempering in the waterfall.
Is it painful? It is absolutely false to not suffer, but this pain is compared with the soul-refining pain he endured?
Zhang Fan really wanted to say at this time that this pressure was weaker, and he could still bear it even stronger.
The incense burned very slowly. When it peeled off a little bit, a few more people fell down. More than 30 people were left. At this time, the remaining people looked about three-fifths, but the only one who stood upright in the audience was standing upright was that way.
There were only four or five people, but among them, Zhang Fan was probably the only one who did not use martial souls.
The pressure was still increasing. At this time, Zhang Fan felt pain and soreness all over his body, his breath became thicker and thicker, and the sweat on his face was even more like rain.
"Touch!" With the dull sound, another person couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. The first thing he did when he was lying on the ground was to breathe heavily and his body was not moving, obviously he was overdrafted.
It's right.
Zhang Fan also understood why it was difficult to assess, because no matter whether it was a man or a woman, he would just withdraw if he couldn't hold on. There was no room for negotiation. The most important thing was that the pressure was still continuing...