Soon, the golden crow rose and the jade rabbit fell.
A new day is coming.
The soft morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the window and fell on Lin Fan's body, as if a light golden film was coated on the surface of his body.
Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
He stretched his body for a moment, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The second stage of creation has been completed!
With the second stage of creation and the sword intent amplification, Lin Fan's strength has already achieved a qualitative leap in just two days.
If others looked at Lin Fan from the perspective of two days ago, they would be shocked!
"Aofang, are you ready to feel despair?"
Lin Fan stood up, looked out the window and said lightly.
....
Soon, noon is approaching.
A lot of people gathered on the Battle Peak again.
This time, Lin Fan arrived early and went straight to the Battlefield Management Office.
Lin Fan bowed to the old man sitting on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes and sunbathing, "Senior, I am Lin Fan, a disciple of the Thirteenth Branch of Jiange, and requested the use of the No. 3 character war platform."
"Um?"
The old man opened one eye and looked at Lin Fan, then sat up, shook his head and sighed, "It's you boy again, he's good to be young, I'll beat you today and tomorrow, and I'll beat you tomorrow and continue hit you the day after tomorrow.
Really energetic.”
"Senior is joking." Lin Fan smiled.
The old man also smiled and looked at Lin Fan and said, "Oh, your cultivation has improved? No wonder you look confident."
Lin Fan did not comment.
There was no surprise at all that the ordinary and even a little sloppy old man in front of him could see through his cultivation at a glance.
According to experience, the lower the key, the more awesome a person is.
True powers have reached the level of returning to nature.
What are Shaolin sweeping monks, doormans, library administrators, etc., they look like they are just bad old men, but in fact they are likely to be some hidden big guy.
Especially in super sects like the Sword God Sect, the probability of this happening is greater.
Furthermore, even if the old man is really just an ordinary person, Lin Fan will still treat him with courtesy.
A true strong man will never show his strength by oppressing the weak.
To bully, you have to find a powerful person.
For example, Aofang.
The old man hunched over and said, "Boy Lin Fan, you can be a little more at ease this time. The No. 3 character battle stand has just been repaired. Don't mess it up anymore, otherwise I will have to work overtime to repair it now," he said.
Lin Fan said: "I will pay attention, senior."
"Yes," the old man nodded, took out a small tray, held it in front of Lin Fan, and said, "100 sects contributed."
There was a palm-shaped trace in the center of the small tray.
Above is something similar to an LED display, showing a number "100".
Lin Fan raised his right hand and gently pressed it on the tray.
With just a "drip" sound, 100 points of contributions from the sect will be automatically deducted.
The old man put away the "tray", handed Lin Fan a round token the size of a palm, waved his hand and said, "Okay, go by yourself, this token can open the No. 3 character battle platform. It will be invalid if it is used once.
Just throw it away when it's over."
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Fan hugged the old man again, then turned around and left.
"Haha, a polite young man, help you win."
The old man looked at Lin Fan's back, stroked his beard with a smile, and said to himself.
Then he made a palm-leaf fan from somewhere, sat back on the rocking chair, swayed the palm-leaf fan, and narrowed his eyes.
Very enjoyable expression.
At this time, the space beside him twisted slightly twice.
A figure slowly emerged.
The old man seemed to be unaware of it and was unmoved.
The man asked, "What do you think of him?"
The old man still narrowed his eyes, swayed around the rocking chair, and asked, "He is the little guy who walked through the Tiantian Sword Box from you?"
"That's right." Liu Banshan nodded and said, "It was already surprising that he could see the secret hidden in the Burial Heaven Sword Box. Unexpectedly, this little guy actually conquered two earth-level swords.
Angry. Young people today are not simple..."
The old man smiled and said, "I don't care whether it's simple or not. I just know that he is very polite and a good boy."
"Haha..." Liu Banshan shook his head with a smile.
I looked up at the horizon, my eyes flashing, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
On the other side.
Lin Fan went straight to the No. 3 character battle platform, spread his palm, and the token automatically floated up, emitting a golden beam of light towards the battle platform.
Then, a circle of barriers flashed twice around the battle platform, and then disappeared.
Lin Fan jumped gently onto the battle stage, pressed the demon's fierce shoulder with one hand, his face was stable, his eyes were unwavering, and he waited for the aofang.
"Junior Brother Lin Fan, you must deal with the arrogant apologetic side and vent your anger for Lao Mo!" Letian came to the side of the battle platform and said to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan looked at Letian and said with a heavy emphasis: "Don't worry, Brother Letian, I will never let Ao Fang continue to be arrogant."
"Um!"
Letian nodded with his fist and said, "To be honest, if you hadn't made a move to fight him first, I would have fought with him. Our disciples of Jiange can lose, lose, and be knocked down, but absolutely
He will not win with such despicable and vulgar means! Ao Fang, he is not worthy of representing Jiange, and is not worthy of being a disciple of Jiange!"
As a disciple of the Jiange cabinet, who is second only to Mo Wentian, Letian knows Mo Wentian's strength very well.
When Mo Wentian and Aofang were fighting yesterday, Lotte was there to watch the battle.
He keenly realized that Mo Wentian's state was incorrect.
The Great Sun Reincarnation Sword can at most 80% of its level, which is far from Mo Wentian’s true combat power.
Lotte was already suspicious of that battle. Later, after visiting Mo Wentian, he learned that there was indeed something inside.
Although Lotte and Mo Wentian are competitors, they are sympathetic and have a good relationship in private, so Lotte naturally cannot bear Mo Wentian's conspiracy.
However, Lin Fan had already challenged Ao Fang first.
Otherwise, Lotte will definitely take action.
Next to Letian, Ye Leng, a disciple of the second cabinet of Jiange, was also present.
He held the sword in his chest with both hands, his face cold, and he also said lightly: "Junior Brother Lin Fan, please make the name of my Jiange."
"Don't worry, two senior brothers." Lin Fan clasped his fists and made a solemn promise.
At this time, a cold ice sword swept from the sky.
"Clang!"
The ice sword hit the battlefield heavily, and the tip of the sword was facing the battlefield, standing upright.
A wave of air swept through.
Attacking Lin Fan.
Lin Fan had no expression on his face, and he brushed his sleeves and looked up.
Then a figure came into the air, gently tapped the sword tip on the hilt, hugged his chest with his hands, and looked down at Lin Fan from a high place.
The eyes were full of provocation.
"Lin Fan, are you so eager to try and fail?"
Ao Fang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said lightly.
Lin Fan slowly held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, moved his fingers and said, "Stop talking nonsense, my big sword is already hungry and thirsty."
After speaking, a sharp sword intent and a strong fighting spirit surged out of Lin Fan's body and rushed straight into the sky.
"Since that's the case, I will fulfill you."
Ao Fang responded, then spread his arms and raised them flatly, swaying his body, and jumped lightly behind.
After its height decreases, lightly tap your toes on the Ice Sword.
The ice sword suddenly trembled, and the tip of the sword drew on the ground and pointed at Lin Fan.
Then, when a sharp whistling sound suddenly flew out!