The sound of unsheathing sounded, and the dazzling purple light flashed away. No one saw Zhang Fan's movements at that moment, and they might have all gone to see the gorgeous purple light.
"Take one step forward and die!"
The cold voice came out slowly, without any emotion, and Zhang Fan looked at the man who quickly stopped in front of him.
It would really be troublesome for him if this man changed his direction in an instant and rushed towards him. Unfortunately, this man was too proud and rushed towards him in a straight line. Wouldn't this make his opponent understand his movements?
With the target set, can he still run?
The people present were shocked again. The only thought was that Zhang Fan's movements were so fast. At this time, the few people following the man were also a little surprised. They believed that this young man in white robe was good because of Liu Yu's martial spirit.
, so his speed is among the best in the entire Longwu Academy.
There was cold sweat all over the man's body, and the restless energy in his body suddenly became silent. The cold murderous intention was extremely bone-piercing. In an instant, his body became slightly stiff, and when his eyes flashed with panic, more
What appeared was disbelief.
"Go away, if you come again, you won't be so lucky next time." Zhang Fan glanced at the man and put the sword into its sheath again. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fan never showed up his martial spirit.
The other two men and the two women looked a little stunned. At this time, Zhang Fan's strength became mysterious in their eyes. What kind of strength does this young man have? So simple and direct, but full of infinite murderous intent?
The black eyes turned and fell on the other two men. Then he took Ouyang Xian'er's hand and walked over. The two men's minds trembled and they quickly took a step back, as if they saw the devil heading towards them.
Just walked over.
Zhang Fan glanced at the two people, directly lifted the boss who was lying on the ground and said, "Uncle, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned." The middle-aged man had an ugly smile on his face, glanced at the two men with fear, and whispered to Zhang Fan: "Thank you."
Zhang Fan smiled and said: "Haha, uncle, you're welcome. That sword is very useful. I thank you."
After hearing this, the man nodded lightly, with a bit of shame on his face. However, after selling the sword, when he went back and thought about it, he felt a little aggrieved and panicked. What a good sword, it was sold for more than a thousand gold coins? At one point, he thought Zhang
Fan was a cunning young man, but now his impression of Zhang Fan has been greatly improved, and he is very kind-hearted.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Zhang Fan glanced at the two men, and a cold voice came from the end.
As Zhang Fan finished speaking, the bodies of the two men trembled slightly, and then they said with a deep expression on their faces: "Boy, we are from Longwu Academy, you will not be in trouble, we will come to find you again.
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Zhang Fan's expression did not change after hearing this, with a sneer on his lips, he looked at the two men coldly and said, "Longwu Academy? I'll be waiting for you at any time!"
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the expressions of the two men changed. Because of his mystery and Zhang Fan's cruel words, they did not dare to take action rashly. They took the two women who looked a little surprised and also
The person who was stimulated by Zhang Fan walked towards the street outside.
After a few people left, Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the middle-aged man again and said: "Uncle, it's okay now. You weren't hurt much, were you?"
"No, it's all skin injuries." The middle-aged man said with a smile again, and then said: "Thank you, little brother."
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded again, and then pulled Ouyang Xian'er towards the outside. At this time, many cheering voices came from all around again.
Ouyang Xian'er hugged Zhang Fan's arm and her little face was filled with pride, this is her young master!
"What exactly is Xian'er, the Longwu Academy?" Zhang Fan walked some distance and his eyes fell on Ouyang Xian'er next to him again.
"Young Master, Longwu Academy is a place for learning. There are dedicated teachers in the academy to guide you in your practice. If you perform well, you will be rewarded with the techniques." Ouyang Xian'er said with a smile.
"Then does our empire have one?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but said, his heart beating slightly.
Ouyang Xian'er shook her head gently and whispered: "Liuyun Kingdom is originally a small country. Although the emperor has always wanted to build an academy, he has never had qualified personnel, so it has been delayed until now. In the small country
Among them, the Longwu Academy of the Tianxing Empire is considered relatively good."
"Is there anything better?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and said.
"Yes." Ouyang Xian'er nodded seriously: "The Cangyun Academy of the Cangyun Empire is the best academy in the entire continent, but it is extremely demanding to get in. Not only is the talent requirement high, but it is also very strict on martial arts.
Check."
Zhang Fan nodded gently after hearing this and said nothing more.
"Master, your talent is so good now. If you join the academy to study, I believe the master will become even better." Ouyang Xian'er looked at Zhang Fan seriously and said.
Zhang Fan smiled, shook his head, and said, "I still decided to practice on my own."
After hearing this, Ouyang Xian'er's eyes fluctuated and she didn't say anything more.
After walking around, not long after returning to the family, Feng Batian came to the door. After seeing Zhang Fan, he asked directly: "Ling'er, are your injuries better?"
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and said, "I'm basically healed now."
After hearing this, Feng Batian exhaled again, turned his right hand, and three pill bottles appeared in his hand: "You can keep these three pills for easy use in the future."
"Father...!" Zhang Fan was stunned.
Feng Batian smiled, put the elixir directly in Zhang Fan's palm and said, "Keep it well."
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and finally put it down. Looking at Feng Batian's leaving figure, his eyes once again showed emotion. After flipping his hand, he put the elixir bottle into the ring and returned to the room to practice again.
When he got up, although Feng Batian never said anything, he understood that Feng Batian had high expectations for him, and he expected his son to succeed, so he couldn't let Feng Batian down.
A month later, the Martial Arts Hall was extremely noisy. The boy who had been creating miracles, within a month, Zhang Fan had been creating miracles in the Purple Card Warrior Competition. Perhaps every battle would make Zhang Fan
Fan's body was severely injured. Maybe Zhang Fan won every battle by luck, but Zhang Fan was the undefeated God of War in everyone's heart.
At this time, Zhang Fan was standing on the fighting platform. His face was extremely pale, and the purple light pulsating on his body was extremely weak. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but a long sword was placed on the opponent's neck.
Although Zhang Fan looked extremely weak at this time, the murderous aura on the sword had not diminished at all. It was bone-chilling, and the black eyes still contained no emotion.
"You lost." Zhang Fan took a deep breath and looked at the man opposite him and said.
The man nodded slightly and said for a long time: "Thank you."
Because Zhang Fan could have taken his life this time, but Zhang Fan did not do so, so he was a little grateful in his heart.
Zhang Fanqiang smiled, and then he felt dizzy, and he lay down straight again.
The man looked at Zhang Fan and was stunned again. Zhang Fan's strength was not very high, but his perseverance was completely unmatched by him.
In the battle between him and Zhang Fan, it was difficult for him to understand how much trauma the other party suffered, but the other party endured it, grasping any chance, and vowed not to give up until the end!
He may be a third-level martial artist, but he has no regrets in his heart. The opponent won by his own strength and the opponent's skills!
The whistling sound subsided, and Feng Batian's figure landed on the battlefield again, directly picked up Zhang Fan's body and jumped into the air. At the beginning, everyone might be a little surprised, but every time Zhang Fan fought against Feng Batian
Tian will take Zhang Fan away in this form, so over time, everyone got used to it, but when they looked at Feng Batian's figure, there was a hint of worry in their eyes.
In every battle, Zhang Fan would suffer a lot of damage, and it would take about three or four days for a battle to begin. However, this battle was also a counterattack for Zhang Fan to enter the gold medal warrior level with a strength below the martial arts master level!
At this time, three figures ran out quickly, namely Ouyang Xian'er, Ye Xiangxuan and her little girl Zi Ling.
In the Feng family, Feng Batian looked at Zhang Fan who was so traumatized. His heart was trembling and his eyes were full of worry. When he was sitting at the seat, he could not imagine what Zhang Fan relied on to persist? Many times of endurance.
, his heart is also full of suffering!
Sighing secretly, Feng Batian took out an elixir bottle from his body. A round elixir appeared in his hand, and then he put it in Zhang Fan's mouth. He went to auctions many times this month, mainly to buy
Healing elixirs, Feng Batian, who rarely went to auctions, now became a frequent visitor to auctions.
After taking the elixir, Zhang Fan's pale face regained some rosiness, but his breath was still slightly weak.
The energy floated, Feng Batian's right hand rested on Zhang Fan's body, and the energy was transmitted into Zhang Fan's body.
The door opened, and Ouyang Xian'er quickly ran in from the outside with an anxious look. When she saw Zhang Fan lying on the bed, her eyes turned red and tears fell.
At this time, footsteps sounded again, and the figures of Ye Xuan and Zi Ling also appeared in the room. When they saw Zhang Fan lying on the bed, a look of worry appeared on their faces.
Feng Batian stood up at this time, exhaled slightly, his eyes fell on the three girls, a smile appeared on his face and said: "Ling'er's recovery ability is very fast, now take the pill, the second
It should be possible to recover a little bit."
Speaking of this, Feng Batian's eyes fluctuated again, because every time Zhang Fan recovered, the aura on his body would become stronger!