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Entering the gate, a small martial arts platform occupies most of the position in the courtyard, and a viewing platform is erected high next to it, an elder with white beard and hair sits on a gold-lacquered wooden chair and looks down, quietly watching the battle on the stage, Ji Fan glanced at the past, his expression suddenly turned slightly cold, it turned out that the person who supervised the competition was actually the old man who preached the scriptures of Tenglong Cliff.

I haven't seen him for nearly a year, the old man hasn't changed much, his posture is still tough, his cheekbones are obvious, and his eyebrows are stern.

Ji Fan's pupils fluttered, in the past, this person was also indirectly involved in Fengyu's affairs, and the ruthless attitude at that time is still vivid in his mind.

In a moment, his expression had regained his composure, and he looked away indifferently.

Or because of Ye Hong's strict influence since he was a child, his mentality and self-regulation ability are much better than those of his age, and it is precisely because of this self-regulation and recovery mentality, coupled with the healing of time, that he does not have much hatred for him, but it is inevitable that he has no feeling in his heart.

There was a crowd of people around, you came and went, bursts of cheers rose and fell like a wave, and no one noticed a young man who walked silently to the corner with his head down.

"Wow!"

At this time, the battle between the two disciples on the stage was almost white-hot, the fists and palms touched all kinds of spiritual energy, and the movements were dazzling, and finally one of them showed his flaws and was shot down from the stage, causing an exclamation.

"One hundred and twenty-seven promotions!" the old man of Tenglong Cliff indifferently announced the results of this martial arts competition.

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The game was carried out one by one, the winners cheered with joy, and the losers withdrew gloomily, mixed with a few applause and cheers in the middle, which pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

The participating disciples of all academies are working hard to get the attention of the moment and go back to meet the praise of the teacher, for most of the young disciples on the mountain, this is the highest honor, and it is also a way to test the results of cultivation in the past year!

Ji Fan shook his head, accustomed to being quiet, the noise made him a little annoyed, he only thought in his heart that he would end the martial arts competition early and leave early, and fame was not too important to him now.

"Oops!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation behind him, and then Ji Fan, who was standing at the outermost part of the crowd, felt that his back hit a soft body, with great strength, and pushed him forward two or three steps in a row, and when he stabilized his heels, as soon as he turned around, he was close to a delicate little face that could be broken by blowing bullets, with white and tender skin, shallow eyebrows, and big eyes that were clear and pure, but for some reason it was full of timidity, as if he was hiding from something, and his delicate body was swaying in the bustling crowd like a fragile flower.

The girl also habitually raised her head, looking at each other, a burst of strangeness and curiosity, and the girl's pretty face was slightly red to avoid the sight.

Ji Fan hurriedly looked away, and out of politeness, he quietly walked to the side, and distanced himself from the girl, alleviating this embarrassment.

"Can you let Jean?" At this time, a man of seventeen or eighteen years old squeezed over, skinny as a jackal, with a sharp mouth and monkey gills, giving people a very obscene feeling, but he looked at him with an extremely proud look.

"What's the matter?" This person came up with such an attitude, Ji Fan naturally didn't have a good face, responded indifferently, but quietly swept his chest, and found that he didn't wear a coat of arms, I don't know what kind of strength it was, so he used his spiritual sense to investigate, but he also found that the other party's breath did not leak out, and it was difficult to judge his accurate strength.

At that moment, his eyes were slightly cold, and his heart was much more vigilant, because Yue Qing had said that people who could hide their breath on their own were generally above the seventh rank, which meant that the strength of the people at the moment was at least at the seventh rank!

"Change positions. The man seemed to be very surprised when he heard Ji Fan's indifference, but when his gaze fell on his chest, he quickly became contemptuous, and his words were all unceremonious commands.

"Why?" and being treated so unceremoniously, Ji Fan was also more indifferent, turned around, and forced to look at the person, and there was no trace of warmth in his question-like voice.

In fact, on weekdays, a disciple like him who is not qualified to wear a coat of arms is bullied a lot because of his strength, and a person like him is the best person to provoke in the various courtyards of Juexinmen, and it is also the kind of person who will not cause any consequences after provoking.

Having experienced, he was very clear about the other party's thoughts at the moment, this is a kind of habitual superiority of high-level disciples over low-level disciples, in order to satisfy his own alternative vanity and existence, he does not hesitate to hurt and trample on the self-esteem of others.

For this kind of disciple who feels good about himself, after he has the strength now, he naturally won't give any good looks, and even has the idea of teaching him a lesson...

The man saw Ji Fan's eyes showing a fierce light, his pupils twitched slightly, but he was not shocked by Ji Fan, and said with a chuckle: "I came with the junior sister next to you." ”

"I don't know you at all!" the delicate-looking girl next to her hurriedly poked her head out and said coquettishly, her little face flushed, her expression annoyed, and she looked angry.

However, after being glared at fiercely by the man, she hurriedly retracted behind Ji Fan, and her big black and white eyes were full of dodge and cowardice.

"Let's go!"

was exposed by the girl, and the man didn't have any explanation, ignoring Ji Fan in the middle of the two, and grabbed the girl with a scolding threat.

Ignored like this, Ji Fan frowned slightly, under the cover of this hot tea, no one noticed the movement here.

Suddenly felt the corners of his clothes move slightly, and turned his head slightly to see the girl looking at him with a pitiful look, and her weak appearance was pitiful, he suddenly softened, took a step across to block the man, looked at the old man who was sitting on the high platform and said loudly: "Is it a little inappropriate for this big court to rob the same door?!"

His voice was quite loud, and immediately attracted a few surprised glances, and the man quickly stopped moving.

In fact, for him now, he shouldn't be so nosy, he has also experienced a lot of sinister worlds under the mountain, and his heart has also transformed to be naturally colder and harder than his peers.

But no matter what, he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and at this hot-blooded and frivolous age, there is still a trace of kindness and soft-heartedness in his heart no matter what, especially this kind of heroic rescue of beauty, and there have been countless fantasy demonstrations in his mind, incarnating as a righteous judge, and maintaining the final fairness in this unfair world.

However, this approach did not achieve the desired effect in his heart, those eyes only stayed on them for a moment, and then they were attracted back by the wonderful competition on the stage, he sighed helplessly slightly, facing the person in front of him, only to see that the person's face was full of anger at the moment, and his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, obviously Ji Fan's actions just now angered this person.

"Don't meddle with things!"

The man stared at Ji Fan coldly for a long time, and a threatening voice came out of his teeth for a moment.

He has always been impatient with a disciple like Ji Fan who does not wear a coat of arms, and on weekdays, this kind of disciple is groveling and submissive, and he is the most undignified and lowly type of person in the Juexin Sect, if it weren't for the special occasion, I'm afraid he would have already done it.

Ji Fan didn't speak, looked at the other party levelly, and didn't mean to get out of the way. The man finally couldn't bear it anymore, took a step forward, and raised his hand to push Ji Fan away.

Ji Fan's eyes were cold, and the killing intent accumulated from the experience under the mountain suddenly surged up, raising his hand and surging with a strong black light, but he reined in the aura in an instant, after all, this is not who he wants to kill under the mountain, Juexinmen has extremely strict rules.

However, Rao is like this, Ji Fan has cultivated the physical strength of the Spirit Cutting Ancient Nightmare Body, which is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The man didn't expect Ji Fan to make a move at all, so he didn't take any precautions, just heard a 'snap', and the man's outstretched arm was thrown to the side.

"You!"

A sharp pain with sour numbness entered the nerves, and the man hurriedly withdrew his hand to take a look, only to see a red mark gradually emerging on the back of his palm, accompanied by a little numbness, which made him shocked and angry.

Ji Fan calmly stared at the hideous face of the person in front of him, who didn't know whether it was pain or anger, but he kept paying attention to the old man who was sitting on the high place, and saw that the old man was looking at the stage intently, not noticing this, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the old man was arrogant and unreasonable in the past, and he was partial to Fengyu, although it was because of his identity at that time, but who knows how he will deal with this matter again today?

"How dare you do it to me!?" The man's eyes widened with anger, and his anger was mixed with disbelief, and this incredulous expression was not because Ji Fan dared to openly do something here, but because he couldn't believe that Ji Fan, a low-level disciple who didn't even have a badge, dared to offend him like this, which was a great shame for him.

In fact, Ji Fan was too fast just now, and his aura only flashed slightly, so he didn't discern what the other party's strength was at all, otherwise he would never think like this now.

The girl behind Ji Fan was also quite stunned, the reason was naturally because of Ji Fan's resoluteness, she said that she would do it, and she didn't care about the timing of the occasion, she looked around worriedly, and her delicate pretty face was a little worried, after all, Ji Fan also moved her hand to protect her, and she was very sensible, she knew very well how she would be punished for such behavior on such an occasion.

"Heh, are you feeling a little too good about yourself?Why don't I dare to make a move on you?" Ji Fan glanced around, the crowd was enthusiastic, most of the disciples were fighting in the stands, only the disciples who were close to him cast their eyes over and looked at him with a very surprised look.

Ji Fan didn't care, as long as he wasn't seen by the old man, he was not afraid.

"Okay, good, which house are you from?!"

The man's blood surged, but he had to suppress it, because many people had seen it at this moment, and if he avenged this blow in front of everyone, he was sure that someone with a long mouth would immediately complain, so he planned to write it down first, and then calculate it later.

"Tianqing Courtyard, Ji Fan. Ji Fan stood tall, calmly staring at him with a ruthless face, and there was also an uncertain black light in his eyes that was flickering slightly.

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