Chapter 8 What do you think you are?

Many people around who watched the excitement were trembling with their hands and feet, and they didn't know when they were in a cold sweat. The eight strong men, without exception, twisted and broken their hands at strange angles, lay on the ground in a cold sweat and wailed.

The rabbit rose and fell, it was only a moment's effort, and the eight strong men who were still alive just now were beaten down.

When Zhao Fan made a move, many people felt hallucinations, as if the young man with an indifferent face in front of him was not a human being, but a beast that chose people to devour. His originally bright eyes were full of madness and violence, as long as they came into contact with his gaze, they couldn't help but shiver with excitement, and a cool breath went straight to the bone marrow.

Seeing Zhao Fan look at him with an evil smile on his face again, the restaurant manager shrunk his neck, took a few steps back with a pale face, and screamed in the direction of the attic on the side: "Why hasn't Uncle Zhong come yet?"

"It's so murderous, this kid is only afraid that he has really killed people!" someone said with a cold war.

"What a terrifying skill, in less than half a minute, he solved Hu Wei and the eight of them! Where did this kid come from? When did such a freak appear in Xiling City?"

"This kid is too cheap, he can solve Hu Wei and a few of them with a raised hand, but he has to tease them for so long!

"It's just that he can be majestic in front of Hu Wei and a few and a half buckets of water! Master Zhong came forward, I'm afraid this kid will be unlucky!"

"Yipinxuan has been based in the north of the city for so many years, where is it so simple? No one has dared to spread wild here all these years, and it has also made some young people forget their methods! A few years ago, it was not one or two who were thrown into the river to feed the fish with their hands and feet broken!"

The faces of the people around them also became solemn, they were just watching the excitement, but at this moment they also felt that the matter was too big. Don't say anything about Yu Wenxuan, Zhao Fan did this, and even Yi Pinxuan was offended to death.

Many people looked at Zhao Fan with schadenfreude in their eyes, and many people had already mourned for Zhao Fan.

"Master Zhong is here!" The crowd of onlookers made way of a passage, and a middle-aged man in a white practice uniform walked slowly towards Zhao Fan with a steady pace.

This man must be in his forties, his face is a little gloomy, and his short inch-long hair stands on end like steel needles, revealing a shiny blue scalp underneath. The most conspicuous thing on this person's body is an inch-long red scar on the left side of his face, which makes him look as fierce as a wolf.

This person, who was called Master Zhong by everyone, his sharp gaze fell on Zhao Fan's face like a knife, and after walking slowly in front of him, he said coldly with an arrogant face: "You cut off your arms, and then kowtow to make amends! Don't force me to make a move, otherwise you can't afford the consequences!"

"What do you think you are? You can be convinced by a shock to the tiger's body? You have read too many brainless novels, right? You are all old, and you are still like an idiot! If you want to fight, you can fight, if you don't fight, Lao Tzu is not interested in cooperating with you to pretend to be forced!" Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, looked at this person called Master Zhong with a caring look of intellectual disability, pouted and said with a light smile.

"Did this kid get into the water in his head? How dare he talk to Master Zhong like this? Did he really think that if he put down Hu Wei and the others, he would be invincible in the world?"

"That's it, Master Zhong is a master of the inner family, a pair of iron palms can open the stele and crack the stone, even if he is practicing kung fu outside? Master Zhong can beat him to vomit blood with one palm, he is impatient!"

Zhao Fan is too arrogant, most of these people around him are dignitaries, and people like them don't like Zhao Fan the most. Hearing that he dared to talk to Zhong Junbu like this, they all looked at Zhao Fan with disdain and spoke coldly.

"Very good, in this place of Xiling City, you are still the first one who dares to talk to me Zhong Junbu like this! I wanted to give you a way to live, since you are so ignorant of lifting, then you can't blame me!" The person named Zhong Junbu's face was slightly cold, and he rolled up the sleeves of his practice clothes casually, and continued to approach Zhao Fan while stepping forward.

"Idiot!" Zhao Fan also reached out and slapped the non-existent dust on his body, pursed his lips and sneered.

"You make a move, I'll let you make three moves, lest someone say I'm bullying my juniors!" Zhong Junbu's face was calm, he was not provoked by Zhao Fan, walked in front of Zhao Fan with his hands behind his back, and said lightly with his chin up.

"One move!" Zhao Fan stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Zhong Junbu's eyes, pouting and saying.

"At this time, do you still want to do it in front of me? Say that your three moves are three moves, you can make a move!" Zhong Junbu, who was holding his head high, didn't look at him directly, and shook his head proudly and said.

"You really feel good about yourself, I mean garbage like you, I can solve it with one move!" Zhao Fan smiled, his face still showing that kind of caring for the mentally retarded. Even Zhong Junbu wanted to pretend to be a master, but he was so angry that he rushed straight to his head, and he almost ran away.

"This kid is really an idiot, Master Zhong has already given him a way to live, and he still has to die, is it really so uncomfortable to live?"

"But it doesn't matter if you're afraid, I can also make you make three moves!" Seeing Zhong Junbu's expression, Zhao Fan asked with a smile.

"Don't be verbose, you can shoot!"

Zhong Junbu was now angry when he saw Zhao Fan's face, and he gasped a few times before he suppressed his anger. Stretched out his hands and put on a defensive posture, glaring at Zhao Fan angrily and roaring.

"Why don't you fight back? Why don't you hit me a few times first, and then I'll beat you again, and then everyone won't suffer?"

Zhao Fan swaggered around Zhong Junbu leisurely, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, like watching monkeys in a zoo.

"I'm not going to be untrustworthy in front of a junior like you who doesn't know the height of the sky, you can take action!"

Zhong Junbu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. His temples bulged high and kept beating, and he didn't know if he was angry with Zhao Fan, or if he was really a legendary master of the inner family.

"I'll make a move!" Zhao Fan stretched out an arm to gesture the distance and said with a smile.

"Don't test my patience! I'll count to three, and if you don't make a move, then you won't have to!"

Zhong Junbu's face darkened a little, and he regretted a little why he wanted to pretend to be a master, and he had to make three moves. If you don't slap this guy to death, I'm afraid the whole world will be a lot quieter.

"It's the first time I've seen such a mentally retarded opponent, it's so rare, I can't bear to beat you!"

Zhao Fan's eyes flashed, and he no longer had any interest in entanglement with this person, so he raised his slap and slapped it towards Zhong Junbu's face.

"Phew!" there was a burst of boos around.

Although the onlookers thought that Zhao Fan had no chance of winning, they actually had some expectations for Zhao Fan in their hearts. At least they had just seen him put down eight strong men so neatly, and it was obvious that he still had some ability. But now seeing Zhao Fan's posture, many people opened their mouths in surprise, and their faces were full of disappointment.

"What is this kid doing? Do you know that you are scared at this time?"

"I should be afraid, with the same means he used to deal with Hu Wei and the others just now, he can still struggle a few times!

"You don't have to...... Zhong Junbu, who had a sneer on his face, had just said half a sentence when he let out an earth-shattering howl.

Then, with a green face, he clutched his crotch with his hands and curled up on the ground like a ripe shrimp.

"This ......" The people around looked at the scene in front of them, and they didn't know what to say.

Look at the male compatriots next to him who clamped their legs tightly and subconsciously reached out to cover their crotches.

"This is too cheap, isn't it! actually using such a trick, this is forcing Master Zhong and him to die endlessly!"

Everyone fell through their glasses, and the few people who were still speaking coldly to Zhao Fan just now only felt a fever on their faces. Where is there any technical aspect of Zhao Fan's move? It is just to attract Zhong Junbu's attention with his raised palm, and then kick it.

"I'll go, this trick is good, even a master like Master Zhong has been overshadowed!" There were a few young people whose eyes lit up, and their mouths kept muttering, looking eager to try.

Experience +10......

"Add ten, it's actually plus ten? Nima, I would have pretended to be forced first, let him make thirty moves, and three hundred experience points would not be in hand! No, he should have been allowed to make a hundred moves, and directly squeeze out the experience points on his body! One thousand experience points, how could I be such a loser!" Zhao Fan Lian was all green.

Knowing that it takes 200,000 to upgrade experience, and that it only takes 100 days, the thirst for experience points is already not spared little by little. Now that he has missed so many experience points, he instantly regrets his intestines!

There is a limit to the amount of experience that can be collected.

Very early on, he also thought of being opportunistic and letting Mu Peiang's kid hit him and help him "level up". This guy thinks he's just too smart, with such a miraculous operation, he has been upgraded, and Mu Peiang has also practiced by the way, it's the best of both worlds!

However, the final result was that Zhao Fan was beaten by Lu Peiang's kid for more than half an hour, and his defense was not as perverted as it is now, and his nose and face were swollen, but his experience points did not increase at all.

Later, the two of them tried to find people many times, and finally figured out the rules for the system to collect experience points. Except for Zhao Fan's initiative to defeat or kill opponents to gain experience points, the system only collects experience points for Zhao Fan's hostile attacks.

And the maximum amount of XP that can be collected from a single individual is 100 times! No matter how much XP is increased at a time, after collecting 100 times, there will be no increase in XP.

"You must get better quickly, otherwise I will lose a thousand experience points in vain!" Zhao Fan's eyes swept over Zhong Junbu's face, in his eyes, what was lying on the ground was a thousand experience points!

"Do you feel a sense of sadness? You still don't believe that you are a piece of garbage, you can't prevent such a simple trick, and you dare to come out and pretend to be a master! If I were you, hurry up and pee and drown yourself!" Zhao Fan squatted in front of Zhong Junbu, with a look of underbeating, and continued to mend the knife.

It hurts too much, no matter what kind of martial arts master you are, if you are kicked in that position, you have to admit it. Zhong Junbu was already speechless in pain, and could only stare at Zhao Fan with angry eyes, and the resentment was self-evident. It's just that even if he wanted to be more ferocious, he couldn't do it, because his eyes were full of tears, and he was beaten to tears.