Luo Fan chuckled and said: "Who are you? This is Yibaohui. Who I trade with is none of your business."
As soon as Luo Fan said this, the entire trading hall suddenly became quiet. All the warriors looked at Luo Fan in surprise. The atmosphere was very strange.
Luo Fan watched everyone's performance and was surprised: Is this guy famous?
At this moment, Shen Zhenjie's face turned green with anger. Who in Qinghe County, Qinghe County, knew his name, Shen Zhenjie, Young Master Shen?
"Where did this lowly country bumpkin come from? He doesn't even know my young master Shen Zhenjie. How dare he speak like this in front of young master Shen? Are you living impatiently?"
Before Shen Zhenjie could speak, the maid standing next to him pointed at the No. 7 private room and shouted coldly.
The voice was very harsh and harsh. The maid's face was filled with a condescending look, and she looked at Luo Fan condescendingly.
She was just a maid, but she was so arrogant. Luo Fan's expression turned cold, an evil smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and he was obviously angry in his heart.
However, before Luo Fan could get angry, Su Youxuan couldn't bear to hear others calling Luo Fan "despicable" and had already taken the lead to speak:
"Sister, look at the private room. Is there anyone standing besides you? A person who is not even qualified to sit still dares to call others despicable. I wonder where you got the courage."
These words were so heartbreaking that Luo Fan gave Su Youxuan a thumbs up.
When the warriors heard this, some of them couldn't help but chuckle, and the maids who looked at Shen Zhenjie all had expressions of contempt on their faces.
A slave who dares to call others despicable in front of everyone will naturally be looked down upon by everyone.
Shen Zhenjie's maid suddenly choked for breath, and the pride on her face was suddenly wiped away by Su Youxuan's words.
Shen Zhenjie stood up, angry flames jumped in his eyes, and said coldly:
"I, Shen Zhenjie's slave, am much nobler in terms of status than a lowly country bumpkin like you. Boy, I not only want your Red Spirit Fruit, but I also want the woman next to you. She has to become me." My slave, Xiaofang, I will train her well for you."
A vicious look flashed in the eyes of Shen Zhenjie's maid, Xiaofang, and she looked overjoyed and said, "Master, I will train her to be obedient."
"idiot!"
Luo Fan snorted softly, stood up and walked out of the private room, heading directly to the No. 9 private room, with Su Youxuan following him.
"Wu Yuanqing!" Shen Zhenjie snorted coldly.
Wu Yuanqing suddenly had a headache. Tianbao Pavilion was only the organizer of the trade fair and only collected admission fees. As for the treasure trading between guests, according to the rules, they could not interfere.
However, Shen Zhenjie is the eldest grandson of the head of the Shen family and has a very high status in the Shen family, while the family behind Tianbao Pavilion is only an eighth-level martial arts family, and they still look up to the Shen family.
Wu Yuanqing did not dare to ignore Shen Zhenjie's words.
Wu Yuanqing made a vertical leap and landed in front of No. 9 Yajian. He said to the sixth-level martial artist in No. 9 Yajian:
"Di Xu, give face to the Shen family and give face to Tianbao Pavilion. Don't ask for this Red Spirit Fruit! Mr. Shen is determined to get the Red Spirit Fruit, because a Red Spirit Fruit offended Mr. Shen to death. This It’s not good for you.”
Di Xu, a sixth-level martial artist, laughed and said: "The Shen family is indeed famous in Qinghe County. I, the Di family, cannot afford to offend me, but I, the Di family, are not wimps. As long as this little friend dares to trade with me, Is there anything that I, Di Xu, dare not do? Could it be that the Shen family in Qinghe County can still cover the sky with one hand and follow the rules as they say?"
Seeing Di Xu's resolute attitude, Wu Yuanqing changed his target and said to Luo Fan outside the elegant room No. 9:
"Sir, maybe you are new here and don't know much about the situation in Qinghe County. In addition to the governor's office, Qinghe County is dominated by three ninth-level martial arts families.
The Shen family is one of the three major ninth-level martial arts families. Mr. Shen, the master of Shen Zhenjie, is a direct descendant of the Shen family and the eldest grandson of the current head of the Shen family. His father is also a strong figure in the eighth level of martial arts.
The warriors in Qinghe County all know that anyone who offends Mr. Shen will have a bad end. You can trade this red spirit fruit with Mr. Shen. The Shen family can also produce two elixirs that strengthen the body and blood. For you Not a loss."
Luo Fan chuckled and said: "Why, Tianbao Pavilion holds a Yibao meeting. Do you want to buy and sell by force and let the guests force the transaction?"
"this……!"
Wu Yuanqing couldn't answer the question, and many warriors present were watching. If Tianbao Pavilion asked the guests to force transactions, then...who would come to Tianbao Pavilion's Yibao meeting in the future?
"Tianbao Pavilion cannot buy or sell by force, but I, Shen Zhenjie, can. Boy, I will only give you a body-strengthening and blood-strengthening elixir, in exchange for a Red Spirit Fruit, and the woman next to you."
Shen Zhenjie walked out of the private room No. 1, with a sinister look in his narrow eyes, and said coldly:
"Boy, do you feel frightened now that you know that my Shen family is a ninth-level martial arts family? Do you feel scared?"
Luo Fan glanced at Shen Zhenjie lightly and said, "Idiot, didn't your family teach you to be a low-key person? If you act arrogantly in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will beat you to death?"
Shen Zhenjie was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stood up, and said: "Beat me to death? Come on, come on... come and beat me to death! Haha... Even if I have ten of your guts, you don't even dare to touch a hair on my head. If you dare to speak like this in front of me, you should really worry about whether I will beat you to death!"
Luo Fan twisted his neck slightly and said: "I really can't refuse your request. Then let's find a place to practice? I still have several Red Spirit Fruits on me. If you can beat me, I will give them to you. How about one?"
Shen Zhenjie's eyes lit up. The opponent was only at the second level of martial arts, and he was at the third level of martial arts. If they were fighting, wouldn't the other party be giving food?
Moreover, Luo Fan also had several Red Spirit Fruits on his body, which also surprised Shen Zhenjie.
Shen Zhenjie raised his chin and said: "Just practice, practice, there is a venue outside, come on."
After saying this, Shen Zhenjie strode outside the trading hall.
After Luo Fan and Di Xu traded thousands of years of blood Ganoderma lucidum, they also walked outside the trading hall with Su Youxuan.
Seeing this, the rest of the warriors also ran out in a swarm. Yi Baohui ignored them and watched the excitement first.
"Shen Zhenjie is a well-known genius in Qinghe County. He is already at the third level of martial arts at the age of fifteen. That little brother is only at the second level of martial arts. He dares to fight against Shen Zhenjie. How brave he is!"
"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. How dare a boy with the second level of martial arts dare to ignore the Shen family and dare to fight against Shen Zhenjie?"
"What do you think will happen to him? Shen Zhenjie is not a kind person. He will definitely be miserable in the hands of Shen Zhenjie."
"Shen Zhenjie is not only unkind. Even though he is young, he has a lot of lives on his hands. This kid dares to confront Shen Zhenjie. I will peel off my skin even if I don't want to die!"
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The warriors were discussing in low voices. Regarding this duel, they all obviously thought that Luo Fan would suffer a big loss.
There was a small square outside the trading hall. Luo Fan and Shen Zhenjie stood ten meters apart, their eyes showing coldness.
Shen Zhenjie had a disdainful smile on his lips and said, "What is your name? Tell me your name. An unknown person is not qualified to fight with me."
Luo Fan also had a smile on his lips, revealing a hint of evil, and said lightly: "Luo Fan."
"An ordinary name just matches your ordinary identity."
Shen Zhenjie said disdainfully: "It's Luo Fan, then you can turn into mortal world under my hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhenjie tiptoed, his body was light and fast, and he was as fast as flying. In the blink of an eye, he appeared next to Luo Fan. His five fingers were put together like a knife and slashed across Luo Fan's throat.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless in attack!
As soon as he took action, Shen Zhenjie used a mid-level martial skill - Qing Mang Slash.
The hand knife he slashed was slightly green, and its power was so astonishing that even a warrior of the same level would suffer fatal injuries if it was slashed in the throat.
When Shen Zhenjie took action, he was very vicious and didn't care whether he would kill Luo Fan or not.
The moment Shen Zhenjie's body moved, Luo Fan's muscles tensed up, and his strength exploded, as solid as a rock.
Even the muscles in his neck were tense. When Shen Zhenjie's sword was slashed by his hand, Luo Fan raised his left hand to block it, and formed a fist with his right hand, hitting Shen Zhenjie's chest directly.
Shen Zhenjie sneered. He was very confident that Luo Fan's palm would definitely not be able to resist this slashing attack with the knife. It would hit Luo Fan's throat together with Luo Fan's palm, and Luo Fan could be severely injured in one blow.
As a result, Luo Fan's punch was self-defeating.
Therefore, Shen Zhenjie did not stop his hand to defend against Luo Fan's fist, but instead used his internal strength to the limit. The green light in his palm bloomed, and the power exploded completely, and he slashed hard at Luo Fan's blocking palm.
The next moment, Shen Zhenjie's expression changed in shock. He felt as if a piece of fine steel or a rock had been struck in his palm.
Not only did the cut with the hand knife not cut off Luo Fan's palm on his throat, but there was a sharp pain. This time, Shen Zhenjie was injured in the head-on collision.
Shen Zhenjie was horrified. The pain in his palm was nothing. The key was that Luo Fan punched his chest and he had no defense.
When Qian Jun fired, Shen Zhenjie could only use his inner strength in his chest, hoping to withstand Luo Fan's punch with his strong inner strength.
boom--
Luo Fan's fist hit Shen Zhenjie's chest, making an explosion.
Shen Zhenjie suddenly vomited blood, and all the internal energy in his chest was dispersed by this punch. The shock caused cracks in his organs, and his body flew backwards like a torn sack.
At this moment, all the warriors watching the battle exclaimed. They never expected that in just one encounter, Shen Zhenjie, who was at the third level of martial arts, would be punched away by Luo Fan, who was at the second level of martial arts.
Seeing the way Shen Zhenjie was vomiting blood, he was obviously seriously injured.
Shen Zhenjie flew back ten meters, and just as he landed, Luo Fan rushed up like a strong wind.
First, he stepped on Shen Zhenjie's abdomen, which immediately knocked his breath away.
Then Luo Fan pounced and sat on Shen Zhenjie. He made fists with both hands, and his fists fell like raindrops, beating Shen Zhenjie violently.
Shen Zhenjie suddenly screamed repeatedly. He was seriously injured and knocked out of breath. Under Luo Fan's fists falling like raindrops, he had no power to fight back.
In an instant, Shen Zhenjie was beaten into a pig's head.
