"Feng Fan, what kind of weapons are you accustomed to using? Tell me so that I can choose an examiner for you." Kou Laosan looked at Feng Fan with a smile in his eyes. Feng Fan's performance far exceeded him.
I didn't expect that this disciple who was strong in kung fu at that time was actually a master in horizontal training.
"Pu Dao." As soon as Feng Fan finished speaking, many disciples around him were startled. They didn't expect that the weapon used by the person who performed so well just now could be so ordinary.
"Qian Laoer, you come to assess Feng Fan." Kou Laosan was slightly startled, then turned to a middle-aged man behind him and said.
"Boy, the sword has no eyes, be careful." The middle-aged man came over with a long golden sword, glanced at Feng Fan, and warned him.
"Make a move." Feng Fan picked up the simple knife that he always carried from the ground, and still said the same calm words in his mouth, as if this was not a weapon test, but some kind of game.
Seeing Feng Jingkui's disastrous defeat just now, Qian Laoer had already made a plan in his heart. He would never fight Feng Fan head-on. Instead, he would use his skillful sword skills to fight with his opponent. Even if he couldn't win, he would be safe within ten moves.
, is much better than fighting head-on with an opponent who has an indestructible body. If you do that, you may not even be able to save your own life.
Feng Fan held the simple knife in his hand tightly and stared at Qian Lao'er. A powerful aura spread out at this moment. Qian Lao'er and the few people closest to Feng Fan felt a suffocating force confining their bodies.
Physically and mentally, an extremely depressing feeling came over me.
The moment Feng Fan's aura disappeared, Qian Laoer calmed down and began to wave the golden sword in his hand. The golden sword emitted golden light under the sunlight, and blew out fierce winds, blowing in waves.
The sound of brushing was heard. Qian Laoer roared wildly, his body moved forward rapidly, and the golden knife in his hand drew a blade towards Feng Fan.
In the eyes of the surrounding onlookers, Qian Laoer's golden sword attacks extremely fast, but in the eyes of Feng Fan, it is completely the opposite. This speed is simply too slow. Feng Fan raised his right arm, carrying a light cyan halo.
The simple sword faced the golden sword which was nearly twice as long as it was.
With a "clang", two weapons with completely different lengths and thicknesses collided together. Qian Laoer retreated sharply. Although he had seen Feng Jingkui's fate before, he was mentally prepared, but at this time Qian Laoer
Er was still extremely shocked. Unexpectedly, his opponent's body was extremely hard and extremely powerful.
Qian Laoer's long knife was filled with rare materials. It was at the forefront of similar weapons in terms of weight and sharpness. Unexpectedly, his opponent was able to repel him with the most ordinary simple sword, and the simple sword actually
There is no damage at all. It seems that the opponent is not only extremely powerful, but also a master of internal energy. Otherwise, even if he used brute force to repel himself, there should be signs of damage on the opponent's ordinary sword. Only when
Under the infusion of powerful Qi, ordinary weapons will become strong and sharp.
With his mind racing, Qian Lao'er continued to attack quickly. But every time he was blocked by Feng Fan, Qian Lao'er would retreat quickly and then look for the next opportunity.
Ten moves, twenty moves, as time goes by, the moves required for the assessment have long passed. But neither Feng Fan, Qian Lao Er nor Kou Lao San seems to have the intention to stop.
Feng Fan, who was already familiar with Qian Lao'er's sword skills, decided to fight back. Seeing Qian Lao'er "slowly" waving the golden sword to attack him again, Feng Fan's mind moved, and his whole left arm and left hand instantly flowed with true energy. Feng Fan then stretched out his hand.
He grabbed the blade and actually grabbed the blade. No matter how hard Qian Laoer tried, he couldn't pull it back.
Everyone around was suffocated. They didn't expect Feng Fan's Golden Bell to reach this level. If it can block Feng Jingkui's iron fist, this is not the highest level of the Golden Bell. It can block sharp weapons and is specially tempered.
Lian's long sword attack shows that he has practiced the Golden Bell Cover to the extreme.
Feng Fan exerted a little force, and the golden knife actually left Qian Lao'er's hands. Qian Lao'er's face was full of horror. He just felt a powerful force directly passed through the long knife to his arms, and his arms
A numb feeling immediately arose, and he no longer had the strength to hold the knife. Except for the one time when he faced the gang leader Ye Hailong, this was the second time he had encountered this feeling, and this time it seemed that it was worse than that
It was even weirder for the second gang leader to seize the golden sword from his own hand.
There was cold sweat on Qian Laoer's forehead. This was not caused by fatigue from the repeated attacks just now, but by the fear in his heart.
"Feng Fan has passed the second assessment and can become an official inner disciple." While everyone was surprised, Kou Laosan's voice came to their ears.
"I accept it." Feng Fan returned the golden knife to Qian Laoer and nodded.
"You are really superb in martial arts, I admire you!" Qian Laoer said with lingering fear, holding the golden sword he just received tightly. If Kou Laosan hadn't announced the assessment results in time, once Feng Fan attacked, he might not be where he is now.
So free and easy.
"Boy, you are indeed strong enough. I did not misjudge the person." Leng Tianjie came to Feng Fan and said with a sarcastic smile.
When Feng Fan came to the inner gate, Leng Tianjie had no idea that Feng Fan had such strength. Judging from the previous competition, he might not be able to defeat Feng Fan if he did it himself.
In fact, Feng Fan didn't use all his strength just now. With Feng Fan's strength at this time, he could control the entire world, but Feng Fan himself didn't realize this.
But Qian Laoer, who once had a glimmer of enlightenment in his mind, did not dare to say anything casually. If Feng Fan, who had just become an official inner disciple, was compared to the gang leader, no matter how many heads he had, he would not be able to chop off enough.
"Feng Fan, congratulations! I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I will personally take you to go through the formalities later. You can also go to the armory to choose a weapon that you are good at using. This is the Haisha Gang
The rights of an official inner disciple. In addition, your residence should also be changed." Kou Laosan came to Feng Fan and said with a smile.
"Thank you very much, Master Kou." Feng Fan's expression was still so calm, with no trace of fluctuation visible.
"The inner gate is a place where dangers and benefits complement each other. I hope you can grasp it well." Leng Tianjie warned Feng Fan.
"I will remember the words of my senior." Feng Fan said in a deep voice.
"Kou Laosan, since the assessment is over, I'll take my leave first." Leng Tianjie said goodbye to Kou Laosan, then glanced at Feng Fan, turned around and left.