"This Yan Lei is narrow-minded and will probably be in trouble in the future!"
Watching Yan Lei and his party leave Youyu Tower, Song Fan's expression changed for a while, and then gradually calmed down.
"Master Song Fan, you are now..." Xiao Moyu covered her mouth with her hands, a look of surprise on her face.
Song Fan smiled slightly and said: "What? Am I not good now?"
Xiao Molian said no. Now that Song Fan has got rid of the title of trash and doesn't have to be looked down upon by others all day long, he is naturally much better than before.
But there was something strange in her heart. Song Fan was not born with enough talent to achieve success in martial arts training. How could he suddenly change?
Xiao Mo clearly remembered that Lin Qianqian once said that if one is born with insufficient resources, he is almost destined to have difficulty in martial arts. This situation is rare and difficult to change.
"Master Song Fan, you have to be more careful about Yan Lei in the future." Xiao Mo reminded.
Song Fan's eyes flickered a few times, then nodded and said, "I will pay attention to this person."
It is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.
Yan Lei was narrow-minded and a villain. Villains are often the hardest to guard against. Song Fan understood this.
Song Fan chatted with Xiaomo for a while, then left Youyu Tower and returned to the Song family.
Youyu Tower has been standing in Donglin County for a long time and is known as the most famous building in Donglin County. There must be extraordinary support behind it.
Even if Song Fan didn't intervene in what happened today, Yan Lei and others would not be able to see Lin Qianqian. But when he saw Xiao Mo in trouble, he stepped forward without thinking much and came to Xiao Mo's rescue.
No words for several days.
In the past few days, Song Fan has been staying in his courtyard, practicing martial arts and exercising.
During this period, Song Cheng only came once. He heard that Song Fan came out of the mountain behind the Song family and came to congratulate him. After seeing Song Fan's current cultivation level, Song Cheng was shocked and at the same time happy for him.
Song Fan had a vague feeling that in the entire Song family, only his cousin Song Cheng had a better relationship with him, and the others were not worth dating at all. He couldn't help but think of his friend Shi Shi, a purple-feathered tiger cub in the mountain behind the Song family.
Compared with the members of the Song family, Song Fan prefers the purple-feathered cub, who is sincere, kind, not too scheming, and a friend worth keeping company with.
He missed the purple-feathered tiger cub very much, and planned to take some time to go back to the mountain behind Song's house to see Shi Shi.
On this day, Song Fan was suddenly blocked by someone on his way to the Song family's martial arts arena.
The person who came was a young man wearing a golden robe, with a slender figure and an extremely noble temperament. At this moment, he blocked Song Fan's path, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Fan coldly.
Song Zixi!
Seeing the appearance of the person coming clearly, Song Fan was shocked and took a few steps back involuntarily.
Song Zixi is a martial arts genius as famous as Song Cheng. His cultivation is unparalleled among the younger generations of the Song family. If nothing happens, the future head of the Song family will be born between Song Zixi and Song Cheng.
What worries Song Fan is that Song Zixi's other identity is Song Zhen's half-brother, and the relationship between the two seems to be very good.
"Could it be that Song Zixi knew that I killed Song Zhen?" Song Fan's heart skipped a beat.
In the past, Song Fan was a good-for-nothing young master, and Song Zixi was the proud son of heaven. The two rarely interacted with each other. Why did Song Zixi suddenly find him?
"No, if Song Zixi knew that I killed Song Zhen, he would never look at him like this. I'm afraid he would take action directly."
Song Fan thought about it carefully and calmed down. He guessed that Song Zixi probably didn't know that he killed Song Zhen.
"Song Fan, I heard that you were exiled to the back mountain of the Song family. You practiced there for more than a month and made great progress in your cultivation. I don't know if it's true or not?"
Song Zixi suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Song Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, Song Zixi didn't know about Song Zhen's death. Otherwise, how could he talk to him like this?
Without waiting for Song Fan to answer, Song Zixi said again: "How about we compete?"
"Competition?" Song Zhen was shocked. Did Song Zixi come to compete with him?
"It's just a discussion, let's stop talking." Song Zixi waved his hand, leaving no room for Song Fan to refuse.
Song Fan raised his eyebrows and stopped objecting. If it was his old self, Song Zixi could convince him with one hand, but now, the situation may be different.
On the other hand, Song Fan also wanted to know how strong this favored son of the Song family was.
Seeing Song Fan agreeing to compete, Song Zixi nodded slightly and said calmly: "The punch I made is an inferior martial art, Youyun Fist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zixi rushed out. The next moment, his figure swayed slightly, and he was within easy reach of Song Fan, punching Song Fan in the face.
From Song Zixi's punch to Song Fan's face, it only took a blink of an eye, faster than lightning.
Xia Cheng martial arts, Youyunquan!
The fierce punch hit his face, and Song Fan's heart was agitated.
Song Fan's expression suddenly changed, and his palms quickly changed, turning into a pair of sharp tiger claws, and he fought hard to hit the Youyun Fist.
As soon as Song Zixi made a move, he used inferior martial arts, which really shocked Song Fan. The Tiger Intent Fist he practiced was only the most basic martial arts, and there was no way he could resist the Youyun Fist.
Although Song Fan could not tell what level of martial arts the Tiger Strike was, but looking at the power of the Tiger Strike, he thought it was not much inferior to the Youyun Fist.
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"...
Continuous tiger roars flooded into Song Zixi's mind, trying to disturb his mind.
Song Zixi was not Song Zhen. His eyes were slightly blurred, and then regained their clarity in an instant. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his fists hit Song Fan's claws without hesitation.
With a bang, Song Zixi's fist was jammed by Song Fan's claws, making him unable to move.
"Huh?" Song Zixi said softly, frowned slightly, and his arms trembled suddenly. He struggled hard, and a strong force surged out, and he heard a continuous clicking sound.
Song Fan was violently shaken away by this force, and took seven or eight steps back before he could stabilize his body. The flesh and blood on his palms were blurred, the pain was unbearable, and a trace of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
In one move, the decision is made!
Song Zixi's reputation as a genius is not groundless. With a casual punch, he suppressed Song Fan to such a state that the disparity in strength between the two can be imagined.
"This Song Zixi is at least a strong man at the seventh or even eighth level of training. He is absolutely no match for me now."
Song Fan was shocked and thought to himself.
Although he was a little disappointed with the result of the match, he was not discouraged. Song Zixi had practiced for more than ten years before he could achieve such a level of cultivation. However, he was promoted from the second level of strength training to the level of strength training in just over a month after he obtained the green bronze fragment.
Five layers.
Song Fan believed that given time, he would be able to surpass Song Zixi.