At the moment when Lu Fan's eyes fell upon this group of people, he suddenly disappeared.
A cold, murderous look suddenly poked out from the crowd in red and fell directly on Lu Fan.
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment and looked over.
I saw a restrained middle-aged man sitting at the head of the red-coated camp.
This man had a resolute face, sharp features, and a pair of eyes staring at him like copper bells. His eyes contained strong murderous intent. Lu Fan felt that if he were a half-step master or some kind of warrior, he would have been killed long ago.
Under this look, he was broken into pieces, vomited blood and died on the spot.
Ouyang Honghai.
Lu Fan instantly understood the origin of this person.
It's just that the person who makes him feel afraid is not the head of the Ouyang family, the largest wealthy family in the southwest.
It was the mysterious man in the cloak standing behind him at the moment. Although the cloak had completely covered his face, Lu Fan still felt that the terrifying aura emanating from this man was sweeping over him like a huge wave.
He felt that if he guessed correctly, this person was a grand master of ancient martial arts, and he was also an intermediate grand master with considerable strength.
We didn't do anything when we came up. First we met a feud and the mysterious master behind the feud.
Lu Fan suddenly felt that today's game seemed to be getting a little interesting.
Ignoring the two men's gazes, Lu Fan, led by Licorice, walked all the way to the empty area in the southwest corner.
He asked Licorice to sit in the front seat, with Liu Qingqing and Zhang Zihao beside him, while he sat in the corner of the first row. He had too many enemies here, so it was not convenient for him to show his face prematurely. He had to further observe the situation.
The ten doctors of the Blood Medicine Sect sat firmly behind them, and quickly formed a dark red airflow, firmly located in the southwest corner, and merged with the camps of more than a dozen other colors.
"Are you from the Blood Medicine Sect? Why do I seem to have never seen you before?"
Just as Lu Fan was observing the situation at the scene, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Ah, I'm not."
Lu Fan turned his head and found that the voice came from a member of the Su family camp who was sitting not far from him.
A little girl of about eight or nine years old, wearing a veil and wearing a polite face, looked at herself head-on, her tone full of curiosity.
"It's okay if it's not. I heard from Master that the people in the Blood Medicine Sect are the worst, and they also have a boss named Lu Fan. He is the worst! They are cunning, bullying men and dominating women. They can do all the bad things in the world.
All done.”
"If you don't know them, don't sit with these people, otherwise everyone will think that you are a bad person just like them!"
The little girl spoke in a very soft voice, but none of the people sitting there had any ability to identify the location by listening to the voice.
The little girl's words were heard by almost everyone in both camps.
There was no movement from the Blood Medicine Sect.
A girl sitting next to the little girl immediately covered her mouth with her hand and scolded her softly: "What are you talking about? Don't talk!"
"I'm just reminding this uncle. He seems to be a good person, but don't be led astray by these bad guys."
The little girl mumbled reluctantly, obviously very dissatisfied with the girl covering her mouth in public.
Lu Fan was a little dumbfounded. He felt that if the little girl knew that his uncle, who seemed like a good guy, was actually the big bad guy in her heart, he didn't know what kind of cute expression would appear on her face.
At this moment, a figure walking towards the center of the open space suddenly caught his attention.
Ma Tianxiong strode to the center of the courtyard, clapped his hands, and said: "There are three sects of traditional Chinese medicine in China. The second round of the triennial Medicine God Competition of the Twelve Families has officially begun. I am honored to be able to participate in it."
On behalf of the Ma family, I can see all the outstanding medical talents gathered together to contribute their own strength to the rise of Chinese medicine in China!"
"But before today's schedule begins, I want to introduce a little friend to you."
Ma Tianxiong's gaze suddenly moved to the southwest corner of the courtyard, where the blood doctor's disciples were seated.
There was a dark look in his eyes, and he stared at Lu Fan, but suddenly smiled: "Lu Fan, the descendant of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, was once a descendant of my Ma family, but it doesn't matter now. After leaving my Ma family, he
He is still the most outstanding genius doctor among the younger generation of Chinese medicine, and everyone welcomes his arrival with applause!"
"Crash..."
There was a burst of sparse applause. Except for the Blood Medicine Sect who applauded Lu Fan, the other three sects and the Twelve Aristocratic Families didn't even bother to raise their hands.
Lu Fan is the most outstanding genius of the younger generation? So who do they think they are?
Ma Tianxiong's words pushed Lu Fan to the opposite side of all young doctors.
Only Lu Fan frowned and stared at Ma Tianxiong: "What does this guy want to do?"