The merit hall was bustling with people, many children of the Song family gathered here, as well as servants, cooks, maids and other servants of the Song family. The crowds were crowded and the noise was endless.
Song Junwei, the head of the Song family, Song Junlei, the elder of the Song family in charge of the Punishment Hall, Song Mojun, the elder of the Song family in charge of the Gongde Hall, and the three powerful Qi Realm masters of the Song family were all present, with serious expressions on their faces. Just look at this formation.
, it seems like something terrible is about to happen.
When Song Fan came to Merit Hall and saw such a lively scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Cousin Song Fan." Song Cheng shouted loudly from a long distance away.
"Cousin Song Cheng, what's going on?" Seeing that the person coming was Song Cheng, Song Fan asked in confusion.
Song Cheng smiled bitterly when he heard this and explained: "It's not about you being promoted to become an elite disciple. Now everyone knows that these people are here to watch."
Hearing Song Cheng's words, Song Fan's eyebrows moved, and he immediately knew what was going on. It was probably someone who spread the news that he was going to be promoted to an elite disciple, attracting so many people to watch, and wanted to make himself embarrassed in public.
Song Fan is known as a waste child, and everyone in the Song family knows it. When they heard that he was going to be promoted to an elite child, many people came to watch with suspicion.
"Hey, have you heard that the famous good-for-nothing boy Song Fan is actually going to be promoted to become an elite boy. Moreover, I heard that the elite boy he wants to challenge this time is Song Zhong, the biological son of Elder Song Mojun."
"Then Song Zhong has already become an elite disciple. Can Song Fan do it?"
"It is said that Song Fan found a genius treasure in the mountains behind the Song family. His cultivation level has skyrocketed. He is no longer the good-for-nothing he was before. We servants should be careful with our words in the future."
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A group of servants of the Song family were discussing in low voices and making various guesses about Song Fan.
In the past, Song Fan's status in the Song family was low, and some servants were disrespectful to him. Now they are afraid of him.
After swallowing the Dragon's Birthday Fruit, Song Fan became sharper in hearing, clearer in vision, and his mind was clearer than before. He could clearly hear those discussions when his ears moved slightly.
"Cousin Song Fan, you..." Song Cheng opened his mouth.
Patting Song Cheng on the shoulder, Song Fan said with a smile: "Cousin Song Cheng, please rest assured, I am fully confident of being promoted to an elite disciple."
With so many people watching, it would be a big shame if Song Fan failed to support Song Zhong for hundreds of rounds and was defeated. Song Fan even beheaded the seventh-level monster Blue Dragon, so he would naturally have enough energy.
Confidence, supported by Song Zhong who practiced at the sixth level for hundreds of rounds.
As the target of Song Fan's challenge, Song Zhong arrived at the Merit Hall early today. When he saw Song Fan arriving, he nodded to him.
Speaking of which, Song Fan and Song Zhong did not have any disagreements. Song Zhong's martial arts talent was not very outstanding among the Song family's children, and he was also very low-key. He had never even laughed at Song Fan before.
Song Fan's impression of Song Zhong should be quite good. It was only because of his father, Song Mojun, that he chose Song Zhong as the target of the challenge.
With the arrival of Song Fan, the atmosphere in the Merit Hall became more and more heated, and many people couldn't wait to watch Song Fan fight Song Zhong.
"This challenge is just a competition, not a life-and-death fight. It's up to the point. Do you two remember it?"
Seeing that Song Fan and Song Zhong had arrived, Song Mojun loudly announced the rules of the challenge.
Song Fan and Song Zhong each responded, and Song Mojun announced the start of the challenge.
Everyone in the Merit Hall retreated to all sides, leaving room for Song Fan and Song Zhong to fight.
"Song Zhong." Song Zhong hugged Song Fan.
"Song Fan, I hope Cousin Song Zhong will show mercy." Song Fan looked at Song Zhong opposite and said with a slight smile.
Song Zhong inadvertently clenched his palms into fists and said solemnly: "Cousin Song Fan, be careful. I won't show mercy. If you show mercy, I'm afraid I will be the one who loses."
Song Fan seemed to be only at the fifth level of strength training, but Song Zhong had no intention of looking down upon him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhong kicked his feet hard on the ground, and his body rushed out instantly. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Song Fan and punched out, "Stone Falling Punch!"
The next level of martial arts, Falling Stone Fist!
Song Zhong moved his hands without any hesitation. The first punch he fired was a low-level martial arts. Just like he said, he really went all out.
Looking at Song Zhong who was close at hand, Song Fan lightly slapped his palm and knocked Song Zhong's fist away. He turned his body slightly to one side and was about to attack from the side. However, the next moment, his expression couldn't help but change.
The punch failed, and Song Zhong took advantage of the situation to retract the punch. He kept walking, and then punched out again. The strong wind mixed with the fist made Song Fan's heart skip a beat.
"The characteristic of Falling Stone Fist is that one punch after another is continuous and continuous. Each punch is more powerful than the last, and each punch is better than the last."
Song Fan clearly knew that the best way to defeat the Falling Stone Fist was to hit him head-on. If he was beaten by Song Zhong like this, defeat would be a matter of time.
As soon as Song Zhong took action, he used the Falling Stone Fist. His purpose was self-evident, which was to defeat Song Fan in one go.
"Cousin Song Fan, I'm sorry, someone doesn't want you to be promoted to an elite disciple."
Song Zhong moved his lips inadvertently. Outsiders might not be able to detect anything, but Song Fan, who was face to face with him, already understood what he meant.
Someone doesn't want me to be promoted to become an elite disciple? Song Fan frowned, who is it, Song Junwei, Song Junlei, or Song Zhong's father Song Mojun?
It doesn't matter who he is, what's important is that no one can stop Song Fan from being promoted to become an elite disciple.
Contrary to Song Zhong's expectation, Song Fan just grinned, and then stopped retreating. The force of his palm suddenly increased a lot, and he hit him with the wind of his fist.
Having absorbed the life origins of many demonic beasts and experienced dragon blood tempering, Song Fan was quite confident in his own physical power, and was not afraid at all even when facing a practitioner with a sixth level of training.
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
Fists and palms were exchanged, and low muffled sounds were heard one after another in the Hall of Merit. Under the incredulous gazes of everyone, Song Fan was able to challenge Song Zhong, who was at the sixth level of strength training, without falling behind at all.
"What a powerful force!" Song Zhong was increasingly surprised.
Song Fan easily caught the endless rock-falling fists one by one, and slapped Song Zhong on the left shoulder with a light palm. The latter sat down on the ground with a thud and shouted loudly: "I surrender."
Song Fan raised his palm again and was about to take the shot. Hearing this cry of surrender, he slowly retracted his palm. A smile appeared on his face. He pulled Song Zhong up from the ground, cupped his hand and said, "Thank you, Cousin Song Zhong, for showing mercy."
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Hearing this, Song Zhong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I am not merciful. After a set of rock-falling punches, I have tried my best. Whether cousin Song Fan can take it depends entirely on his own ability."
At this moment, Song Zhong was filled with shock and doubt. He had just finished a set of Rock-falling Fist, and just when his strength was exhausted, Song Fan hit his left shoulder with a precise palm. If it was a coincidence, it would be fine. Otherwise, this
His sharp eyesight and fighting consciousness are far beyond his own!