The cultivator of the eighth level of condensation has already cultivated a kind of momentum on his body.

That kind of momentum is extremely strong, although it can't be seen, touched, and ethereal, but once it erupts, it will bring people an extremely depressed sense of oppression, like a mutated aura.

Moreover, this is a job fair for bodyguards, the competition is fierce, whoever performs eye-catching may be selected in the end, and those who run together are their own enemies in this job fair.

Yes, the burly man did not hide his cultivation, he did his best as soon as he made a move, and there were more deliberate performance elements in it, how to attract people's attention, so he deliberately pressed the momentum on his body to the audience.

Moreover, he had long wanted to attack Meng Fan.

First, Meng Fan is the first in cultural evaluation, and defeating this first will cause employers to pay attention to themselves.

The second is that Meng Fan looks very weak, and there is no domineering momentum on his body, he really looks like a college student when he laughs, harmless to humans and animals, the risk of fighting against such a person is extremely low, but the winning rate is very large, much safer than fighting against the master from the beginning, among the people who applied for the job, there were two quite piercing characters, and he was not sure.

However, the burly man really thought wrong.

Meng Fan has a calm temperament, except for incarnating as a Mengniuba, how can he ever swagger, seeing the burly man raising his fist, he just smiled slightly, and muttered in his heart: "You really shouldn't use fire!"

When Meng Fanshang was still in Mengjiazhuang, he asked the old immortal for advice on the use of the Immortal Earth Fire, and through the help of Mo Li, he condensed the fire-colored meridians, and with the assistance of the Spirit Phoenix Qi, his fire had mutated to a rather terrifying level.

The fist wind was full of flames, and a meteor was also like a meteor, and in the jaw-dropping of everyone, it bombarded Meng Fan's chest.

Meng Fan leaned slightly, flicked his fingers at the burly man's fist, and then slid into the distance, carrying the peachwood sword on his back, his hands around his chest, squinting in the sun, and smiling at the burly man.

These movements were extremely fast, and in the eyes of others, Meng Fan seemed to have done nothing, so he dodged and ran to the side, as if he had escaped, and he escaped quite chicly, and he couldn't help but boos outside the court.

"Hey, can't you fight?"

Dean Li sighed, and before he could be happy, he became disappointed again.

"Huh?"

Uncle Qiao's eyes were fixed, and he showed a look of surprise for the first time since the job fair was held.

"Rub, little!"

The burly man didn't notice anything, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked sarcastic.

Just when he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill Meng Fan in one go, the flames on his fist changed strangely, only to hear a "bang", the fire was flourishing, and the color of the flame turned from blue to purple!

At the same time, he lost control of the flames!

After the flame mutation, his fist seemed to have turned into a torch, and the fire was beating suddenly, and the momentum was huge!

"Damn, what's going on!"

There was a burning pain in his fist, and the burly man's face changed suddenly, and he was very frightened, but everyone's attention was attracted by the fierce flames on his fist, and they didn't notice the change in his face.

"See, he actually saved his strength by making a move just now, and now he has only exerted a little bit, and he has ignited such a big flame with just his fists, which ordinary cultivators will never be able to do. ”

The man surnamed Li, who recommended him, stroked his palms and smiled, showing off to the people beside him, and unintentionally glanced at Dean Li with his eyes, and saw the disappointment on Dean Li's face, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

"Whew!"

The burly man let out a weird scream from his mouth, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or excitement, waving his fist with more and more flames, gritting his teeth and blasting towards Meng Fan who slid to the side!

"This mountain village college student is going to be finished!"

Even if everyone didn't look down on Meng Fan, they couldn't help but sweat for Meng Fan at this time, and then turned their eyes away, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, as an upper-class society, even if they saw a chicken die in front of them, they had to have symbolic pity.

Meng Fan, who stepped on cloth shoes and carried a peachwood sword on his back, had a warm and pure smile, ignoring the man's attack, but raised his face, went against the sun, and glanced at the sun in the sky.

"Wow!"

A few steps away, the burly man was in pain as if he was about to finish his life, the so-called flame heart-breaking fist turned into a flame screaming fist, in the incredible eyes of everyone, he was like a little woman who had been wronged, with tears in his eyes, twisted his waist, turned around, gave up attacking Meng Fan, and jumped into the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard of the Qu family.

"Snort!"

A sound like a red-hot soldering iron being put into cold water sounded, and a huge white mist instantly appeared in the water!

A burly shadow, dancing in the white mist, gives people a very strange feeling, and it always feels like that person is about to soar in the day!

When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned, and they all guessed what was wrong with the man, could it be that his moves had gone wrong?

"Help!"

The burly man who was fluttering in the water was surprised to find that the flames wrapped in his fists were extremely domineering, and they did not extinguish the water, and the water was boiling, and his hands also turned into black charcoal, exuding a smell of barbecue, and what was even more terrifying was that the fire was still spreading to his arms, and he was afraid that it would not take long to spread all over his body, and then he would really rise in the day!

Even if the burly man is a fool, he knows who is doing it, and he crawled out of the mist in the sky, ran quickly in three steps and two steps, and knelt down from afar, slid all the way to Meng Fan, and shouted: "Grandpa spare his life, save people and put out the fire!"

Everyone was dumbfounded!

You're on fire, and you have something to do with the college students who came out of the mountains!

Could it be ...... Did he make the fire?

The expressions on everyone's faces were complicated, confused, shocked, and surprised......

The corners of Qiao Bo's mouth twitched a few times, and Meng Fan's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn.

His cultivation is stepping on the earth in half a step, this kind of fire, even if it is him, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand it!

Meng Fan retracted his thoughts, tilted his head to look at the burly man, restrained the fire in the man's hand, and said softly: "There is an old man in my hometown, named Xu Mazi, he planted a hillside of fruit trees, and took care of them rain or shine, those fruit trees are the life of her family, and she also has a daughter, named Xiuxiang, who is a girl in the city shopping, shopping, and having dinners. When she was clubbing, she was sitting in that orchard, and when a fruit fell, she would cry in distress, and you just did something wrong, and you were willing to waste such a good fruit, which is really disappointing. ”

When the burly man heard Meng Fan's words, he jumped up from the ground in a kneeling position, and in full view of everyone, he fell to the place where he was eating tea with a pop, and smashed a few white jade slabs, he leaned down, opened his big mouth, and didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and licked the fruit that had just been deliberately knocked over on the ground from Meng Fan's hand, like a dog!

Then he rose up in a kneeling position, landed in front of Meng Fan with a pop, looked at the beautiful face that was as clear as water with tears in his eyes, and cried: "I know that I am wrong! I also ask the master to extinguish the fire!

The corners of Meng Fan's mouth raised a smile, and he rubbed the man's head: "Good boy, don't cry, don't play with fire next time." ”