There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in the depths of Zhang Wen's eyes, as well as a hint of annoyance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because Zhang Fan challenged himself by name, he was obviously provoking himself.

As the saying goes, persimmons should also be picked up and pinched, and Zhang Fan's move is obviously to treat himself as a soft persimmon.

Zhang Wen hid his dislike in his heart, and also stood up, standing opposite Zhang Fan, "Xiaofan, it's a good thing for young people to have confidence, but don't be arrogant, the third uncle just taught you how to be a person today." ”

Although Zhang Wen's tone was flat, every word seemed to be a vague warning to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan handled it calmly and didn't take Zhang Wen's warning to heart at all.

The reason why Zhang Fan challenged Zhang Wen was because Zhang Wen was a wall grass, before, when Zhang Tian was in power, he followed Zhang Tian in front of the saddle, but after Zhang Tian lost power, Zhang Wen immediately threw himself into Zhang Xing's camp, for such a villain, Zhang Fan was extremely disliked. "Father, look at it, I will seek justice for you today."

Although Zhang Wen is an elder in the family, due to his talent, his cultivation is still stuck in the first rank of a martial artist, and he has not broken through for decades.

But after all, the first rank of the martial artist has broken through the realm of the martial artist, and the true qi has changed from a gaseous state to a liquid, and the strength is dozens of times stronger than that of the martial artist, and a martial artist can easily deal with ten ninth-grade martial artists, so that the gap between the martial artist and the martial artist can be seen.

"Xiaofan, I'll let you make three moves first, so that you won't be unwilling after you lose."

Zhang Wen put on the style of a grandmaster and pointed out the way of the country.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Wen."

Zhang Fan's tone showed joy, and he followed a punch straight out, this punch did not have superfluous fancy movements, but a simple and plain punch.

A hint of disdain flashed in Zhang Wenlao's eyes.

Great Elder Zhang Hua dilated his pupils in an instant, returning to the basics, this is the realm of boxing practice to return to the basics.

Zhang Wen saw that Zhang Fan's punch was ordinary, so he didn't pay much attention to it, he stretched out a palm, like a dragon sweeping out, directly covering Zhang Fan's fist, wrapping Zhang Fan's fist, and then pushing forward a palm.

However, at this moment, Zhang Wen's face changed drastically, and a terrifying fist in his ordinary fist directly covered Zhang Wen's palm, and its power was layered like an abyssal sea, and one force after another directly led to Zhang Wen's arm, bang, Zhang Wen had no way to remove this force, one was caught off guard, and he directly fell a dog eating.

How embarrassed it looks, how embarrassed it is.

"Zhang Fan, you little brute, you are looking for death."

This punch Zhang Fan was just right, and it didn't hurt Zhang Wen, but it just made Zhang Wen lose face.

Zhang Wen was not injured, and after getting up, his face was hideous, and he scolded desperately, looking like a shrew selling on the street.

Zhang Fan closed his fist and stood up, and then he didn't make a move, only showing this hand, and the victory or defeat was scored.

Zhang Wen got up and rushed to Zhang Fan desperately, but Zhang Fan didn't seem to see Zhang Wen's move.

"Zhang Wen, presumptuous, don't you hurry up and step back for me, isn't it shameful enough?"

Great Elder Zhang Hua appropriately stopped Zhang Wen at this moment.

Zhang Wen's heart trembled, his footsteps stopped, and he looked at Zhang Hua with an unwilling face, "Great Elder, this little beast." ”

"What a little brute, this is the young head of the family, Zhang Wen, if you are so presumptuous, I will deprive you of the seat of the third elder."

The Great Elder said in a calm tone.

Zhang Wen's heart trembled, he was afraid of the Great Elder Zhang Wen from the bottom of his heart, he glared at Zhang Fan, and in reluctance, shouted, "Young family master." ”

Zhang Fan was careless.

The hideousness in Zhang Wen's eyes increased by one point.

Great Elder Zhang Hua was thinking about it at this time, Zhang Fan was so indifferent from entering the living room, as if all this was already clear in his heart, could it be that all this was really expected here, Zhang Hua gasped, if so, then Zhang Fan was really terrible.

"Great Elder, I don't know if I am the position of the young family master, do you still have questions."

Zhang Fan asked with a smile on his face.

"Since the position of the young head of the family is well deserved, then Xiao Fan, you will be the young master of my Zhang family from today onwards, and you will temporarily take charge of the family's affairs in place of the head of the family."

The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

Zhang Wen's face was puzzled and unwilling, but in the end he could only nod.

Zhang Fan used his actions to intimidate the three elders, won the support of the elders, and everything developed as imagined.

The four of them discussed secretly in the living room, and an hour later, Zhang Fan walked out of the living room.

Zhang Fan didn't stop, all the way to his small courtyard, and along the way, Zhang Fan frowned.

Back in the small courtyard where he lived, Zhang Fan began to sort out his thoughts.

The most important thing at present is to heal his father's injury, but his father's injury is not an ordinary pill that can be treated, but it requires a precious three-grade healing elixir to have a way.

In the Nine Heavens Continent, the pills are divided into nine grades.

Among them, the three-grade spirit pill corresponds to the martial spirit powerhouse, and in a poor and remote place like Qingping Town, there is no such treasure as the three-grade spirit pill.

"Unless it is."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

"If I pass the selection of the Imperial Academy, it shouldn't be difficult to ask Lord Deacon for a three-grade elixir."

In the Imperial Academy, the strong are like clouds, such as the Sanpin Spirit Pill in a poor and remote place like Qingping Town, which is counted as a legendary thing, but in the Imperial Academy, it can only be counted as an ordinary thing.

Zhang Fan thought in his heart.

"In the Imperial Academy selection in five days, I must get the first place."

Zhang Fan roared in his heart.

After his father's injury came to an end, Zhang Fan began to think about the matter of Dongfang City, Zhangjia Town.

Half a month ago, the Ma family and the Yun family dealt with the Zhang family together, especially the suppression of the Zhang family in the Fang City in the east of the town, Zhang Fan learned from the mouth of the great elder Zhang Hua that the pride of the Ma family **** has been bringing a group of ruffians and hooligans to the Fang City every day to make trouble, because the **** is the younger generation, the elders of the Zhang family are not easy to make.

And **** himself is a nine-rank peak martial artist, looking at the younger generation of the Zhang family, no one can match it.

Zhang Fan's eyes shot a dangerous light, "****, it's up to you to raise the prestige of my Zhang family." ”

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