Everyone knows that Cao Qitian had one of his arms removed by Lu Fan during the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition and became a disabled person.
But no one knew that in the past few months, the Cao family had completely repaired his injuries.
He also taught him a set of evil cultivation methods that the Cao family does not spread to outsiders.
With one hand, you can also display the terrifying power of the bleeding handprint.
However, this is his trump card, and he will not expose it until the critical moment.
He wanted to learn from Lu Fan, pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and only use his strength at the last moment to give everyone a head-on blow.
"Yes, you also know that I am a disabled person, and I am no longer interested in things like strength tests."
"It's you."
Cao Qitian said calmly: "I heard that you are very strong now, and you have even ignored us young masters and directly challenged the elders of various families. You are so powerful, you might as well set an example for us and see your punching power.
How much can it achieve?"
"Oh, you just want Lu Fan to reveal his strength."
Yang Zipei sneered and said: "You are good at making wishful thinking, but we will not be fooled by you."
Black Butterfly also nodded: "He wants to test your strength. It is not a wise move to expose your strength to everyone's eyes so early."
"Since when did you have the right to speak here?"
Cao Qitian looked at the people behind Lu Fan with disdain in his eyes, as if gods were looking down at ants: "How did you people get in? You are so weak and pitiful, but you dare to come to Shifang City. You may die unexpectedly."
I don’t even know how I died.”
"Are you looking down on us?" Mu Kang has long disliked him, and has been targeting Lu Fan at every turn since they met.
Cao Qitian looked disdainful: "You need to be strong to support your words, but what do you have? You are just a trash. In this Shifang City, with your strength, you are not even cannon fodder. Maybe tomorrow you will
No one can survive, but you still dare to scream in front of me?"
"Cao Qitian, it seems that you have forgotten the lessons of the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition, and now your mouth has become so bad again." Lu Fan smiled.
"It's really ridiculous. They are a bunch of local chickens and dogs. As a young man, I can scold them a few words. What's the problem?" Cao Qitian said arrogantly.
After a pause, he suddenly sneered and said: "Okay, let your people test their strength. If some of them can surpass the Thirteen Cauldrons just now, then I'm just blind and saw the wrong person.
How about I admit defeat and admit my mistake?"
As soon as this statement came out, many warriors present jeered.
The power of the Thirteen Cauldrons just now seemed ordinary, but it was made by the Nangong family.
A great master who has condensed 13 strands of true energy in his body!
He is also a young master!
Only by cooperating with the Qi training method that the Nangong family is proud of can we achieve such an effect.
And the few people behind Lu Fan, whether they are Hai Ziyuan, Black Butterfly, Jiang He, Mukang, compared with the young masters of the Guwu family, the gap is really huge.
Only Zhang Zihao looks a little better.
"You don't need to say so much, let's make a bet." Lu Fan said.
"Joke, what do you want to bet on?" Cao Qitian asked.
"It's very simple."
Lu Fan pointed to his other arm: "If my people can meet this requirement, don't take your arm."
