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Zhang Fan's body suddenly took a few steps back, looking at the opponent in front of him, revealing a solemn expression.

"What a sharp sword."

Zhang Fan praised.

Zhang Xianzhi also looked at Zhang Fan with a look of surprise, and the latter's calm appearance made him feel a trace of unease.

The anxious look on Zhang Tian's face disappeared, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity with relief.

"Second brother, Xiao Fan is really lucky, he was not injured, it shouldn't be the first to release the water."

Zhang Xing's untimely voice sounded in Zhang Tian's ears.

"Zhang Xing, don't go too far."

Zhang Tian's palms were clenched into fists, and his eyes emitted a fire-breathing light.

"It's not yet clear who will win and who will lose, but you dare to bet with me." Zhang Tian looked at the confident face of his son Zhang Fan on the stage, and somehow, there was a kind of self-confidence in his heart.

"Gamble, gamble, do I Zhang Xing still think that I don't have enough money on my body?"

The elder of the Zhang family only had a few hundred taels of silver in a month, while the head of the family was a little more, but it was not much, and it was only two hundred taels of silver added on the basis of the elders.

"Second brother, I actually gambled everything, then let's play bigger, how about we bet a thousand taels of silver."

Zhang Xing looked at Zhang Tian playfully.

Zhang Tian's complexion changed greatly, one thousand taels of silver is equivalent to Zhang Tian's two months as the head of the family, and what is even more hateful is that if Zhang Tian really loses to Zhang Xing with one thousand taels of silver, Zhang Tian's status in the family will decline sharply, and Zhang Xing's move is obviously ill-intentioned.

"Why second brother, don't you dare? Or you don't believe Xiaofan. ”

Zhang Xing knew that his second brother was rebellious, and he talked about Zhang Fan, and sure enough, as soon as Zhang Xing's words fell, Zhang Tian shouted, "Bet, bet, I believe in Xiaofan." ”

Of course, Zhang Fan didn't know that his father Zhang Tian had a gamble with Zhang Xing.

At this moment, he stood facing him, like a peerless powerhouse, his eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent.

"Zhang Xianzhi, you also take my punch."

Zhang Fan's waist and legs were arched, and the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, carrying the domineering spirit of the king of all beasts, jumping out of the mountains and forests, and rolling out with a punch.

Overlord Fist.

The fist was like a tiger of the king of all beasts, and it slammed into Zhang Xianzhi.

Zhang Xianzhi was calm and composed, the long sword danced, and the second type of the wind and thunder sword technique changed abruptly.

A sword qi shot out and hit Zhang Fan.

"Break it for me." Zhang Fan drank loudly, his voice was like thunder, and the sound waves were rolling.

Bang, bang, two punches hit Zhang Xianzhi's chest in succession, Zhang Xianzhi couldn't bear the huge force and fell on the stage with a bang.

Overlord Fist is a great achievement.

Zhang Xianzhi spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the owner of the figure with admiration.

Zhang Tian and Zhang Xing, who were sitting at the head of the stage, were shocked at the same time, but the former was happy, the latter was angry and regretful, and at the same time contained a touch of shock.

"Third brother, Xiaofan's strength is okay."

Zhang Tian asked teasingly.

Zhang Xing's face was ugly like a bitter melon, and the discomfort was written on his face.

"Hmph, second brother, don't be complacent, if you have the ability, how about we bet on the last game again."

Zhang Xing's eyes stared at the nervous sky, for fear that Zhang Tian would not agree.

Although Zhang Xing is the elder of the family, his monthly salary is only three hundred taels, and one thousand taels is one hundred taels more than his three-month income, and he Zhang Xing can't take out so much silver.

The expenses of martial artists are very large, especially for high-level martial artists like Zhang Xing, generally speaking, after the silver is in hand, it will be spent almost immediately, where will there be a habit of saving silver.

Therefore, Zhang Xingcai wanted to gamble another game and win back the lost silver.

"Hmph, third child, do you still have money to bet? As far as I know, don't say that if you gamble again, you will take out the 1,000 taels of silver you owe to your second brother, you don't have the ability to do it. ”

Zhang Tian smiled mockingly.

Zhang Xinglao's face was full of anger and unwillingness.

"Second brother, I still have a treasure in my hand, some time ago I got a body refining technique Vajra pound. The value of this exercise is comparable to two thousand taels of silver, I will use this King Kong to bet with you, you dare. ”

Zhang Xing stared at Zhang Tian with a provocative gaze.

Zhang Xing was really afraid that Zhang Tian would not agree, because Zhang Tian had already gambled with him, and even if he refused this time, he Zhang Xing would have no choice.

Seeing his son Zhang Fan standing on the stage like a god of war, Zhang Tian had a strange wisp of pride in his heart, isn't it two thousand taels of silver? Gamble on it, just as it is to make a lottery for Xiaofan.

Zhang Tian agreed to Zhang Xing's gamble.

Zhang Xing showed a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous plan.

On the right side of the top of the platform, there was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, and the middle-aged man looked at the young man on the stage with a complicated face, "Zhang Fan, you can actually cultivate, it is really beyond my imagination, and you have also cultivated the yellow-level low-grade martial arts Overlord Fist to the Dacheng realm, you can indeed be regarded as a genius, but you missed the best cultivation age, and your future achievements are destined to be limited, and Xue'er is a person from two worlds after all." ”

Yun Tiannan somehow, seeing Zhang Fan's rise, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, but thinking of Zhang Fan's limited achievements in the future, his mood was inexplicably relaxed, and he seemed to be worried that he had made a wrong choice.

"Dad, Zhang Fan was able to cultivate the yellow-level lower-grade martial arts Overlord Fist to Dacheng, I admit that he is a genius, but he is not qualified to be my sister's husband."

The disdain in the corners of Yun Feng's mouth was undisguised.

"That's right, your sister has a peerless talent for cultivating martial arts to the Great Perfection."

Yun Tiannan seemed to have thought of something wonderful, and smiled leisurely.

Fang Meier's coquettish eyes stared at Zhang Fan intently, as if she wanted to see this young man through, next to Fang Meier, there was a young man in white standing, the young man's eyes were like a sharp sword, shooting a dazzling light.

In the Li family area, Li Yuan looked at the young man in the field with a relaxed face, "Brother Zhang is still so powerful, how can a mere five-grade martial artist stop Brother Zhang's footsteps, since Zhang Fan saved Li Yuan, Li Yuan has blind confidence in Zhang Fan." ”

defeated Zhang Xianzhi, just a small cheer, after all, Zhang Xianzhi is just a five-rank martial artist.

Seventh Elder Zhang Hui landed on the stage and announced loudly.

"The last game is Zhang Fan vs. Zhang Long."

After the Seventh Elder left the platform, Zhang Long approached Zhang Fan and whispered in his ear, "Zhang Fan, you waste, you injured my brother, this time I will plan your legs and turn you into a waste again." ”

Zhang Long's voice revealed a hideous and crazy color, Zhang Fan secretly gritted his teeth, and at the same time sentenced Zhang Long to death in his heart.

Zhang Long and Zhang Fan stood opposite each other.

Zhang Long's whole body was covered with explosive muscles, and his body shot out violently, and a fleshy palm slapped out, like a fallen leaf, covering the air.

Deciduous palm, yellow-level low-grade martial arts.

Zhang Long's double-palm dance was impenetrable, Zhang Fan clenched his fists and punched out Zhang Long's moves, Zhang Fan looked very dangerous, but every step was appropriate, as if it had already been set.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds, and Zhang Long was stunned that he couldn't help Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's palm technique to dissolve Zhang Long is as light as if he is dancing, so elegant.

Zhang Long took a step back suddenly, and then looked puzzled, "It's strange, my cultivation is at the peak of the sixth rank of martial arts, and the fallen leaf palm has reached the Dacheng realm, why can't I take advantage of Zhang Fan's hands." ”

Zhang Long didn't understand.

However, if Zhang Long doesn't understand, it doesn't mean that no one understands.

Zhang Tian, Zhang Xing, and several elders of the Zhang family all stood up, some of them showed surprise, some showed anger and resentment, and some were excited.

The realm of the Great Perfection, this is the Great Perfection of martial arts.

"Okay, good, my son, worthy of being my Zhang Tian's son."

Zhang Tianxi smiled, "In the future, who dares to say that my son is a waste, the martial artist Sipin will cultivate a martial art to the realm of Great Perfection, and Qingping Town can find out who else with such a talent." ”

Generally speaking, most of the geniuses who can cultivate a martial art to the realm of perfection have already broken through to the martial artist level, and a few geniuses may be able to cultivate a martial art to the great perfection in the eighth or ninth rank of the martial artist, but this kind of genius Qingping Town can't be found.

Yun Tiannan's face trembled, and his fingers secretly pinched the corners of the chair, obviously also suppressed by Zhang Fan's talent.

"This son's comprehension is indeed demonic, with this comprehension, even if the cultivation time is late, there is still the possibility of catching up with others."

Yun Tiannan seemed to sigh.

In the Nine Heavens Continent, there are two kinds of martial arts talents, the first is the talent of the martial soul, which is divided into nine grades, but in addition to the martial soul, there is another indicator that represents the future way out of the martial artist, that is, understanding, the demon who understands the evil can completely rely on his demonic understanding to advance bravely.

But generally speaking, the higher the martial soul talent, the higher the understanding.

"Maybe this son is an outlier."

Yun Tiannan could only comfort himself like this.

Zhang Long's complexion changed drastically, and it was obvious that he had also noticed that Zhang Fan had cultivated the Overlord Fist to the Great Perfection realm.

"There is a gap between us, and I don't believe you are my opponent."

Zhang Long rushed towards Zhang Fan violently, as if he wanted to fight Zhang Fan in close combat, to fight for the final victory, and the fallen leaf palm, covering Zhang Fan's surroundings, seemed to want to knock Zhang Fan down in one fell swoop.

Zhang Long's palm wind is fierce, every move is a move that kills people, and Zhang Fan's eyes burst out with killing intent.

A punch came straight out, and no more hands were spared.

"Overlord of the world."

The right fist was like an angry dragon that overturned the river and the sea, devouring Zhang Long.

Bang, the sound of bones breaking sounded in Zhang Long's body.

Zhang Long spurted a mouthful of blood in the air, and his complexion became sluggish.

fell on the stage, life and death are unknown.

"Dragon, brute, you dare to do this."

Zhang Xing's body was pulled up suddenly, shot straight into the competition platform, and hit Zhang Fan with a palm volley, Zhang Fan suddenly felt the pressure of the mountain pressing towards him, and under this pressure, Zhang Fan felt the crisis of death for the first time.

"I can't die, I still have to protect my father, and I have to find my mother, how can I, Zhang Fan, die."

Zhang Fan seemed to burst out of the potential in his body and punched Zhang Xing.

The palm print broke the fist mark and hit Zhang Fan's body, and Zhang Fan took three steps back before stabilizing his body.

In his eyes, Zhang Fan spewed out a dazzling light of hatred.

Zhang Fan has to remember this face, and he must return it twice as soon as possible.

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