The three mirrors under the martial arts are the martial artist, the martial artist, and the martial spirit, and there is a huge gap in each realm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Qingping Town, there are those who challenge martial artists with martial arts cultivation, but they have never heard of martial artists crossing the level to challenge martial spirits, because the gap between the two is too big, and there is no possibility of success in the challenge.

Of course, this is only a genius limited to Qingping Town.

In the Dynasty Academy, it is indeed rumored that there are those who have successfully challenged the martial spirit powerhouses with martial arts cultivation, but each of them is the top demon of the Dynasty Academy.

Although Zhang Fan has made a great reputation in the junior class of the academy, he is really far from the top demon.

Therefore, the onlookers all stared at Zhang Fan with a good show.

In the short time since Zhang Fan came to the academy, he has made a great reputation, and in the eyes of many intermediate class students, Zhang Fan is a thorn in the head, taking away the attention that belongs to them.

In the bottom of their hearts, the students of the intermediate class all wanted to suppress Zhang Fan, but now that someone has stood up, they are naturally happy to watch the excitement.

Looking at the eyes of the intermediate class students around him, Zhang Fan sneered in his heart.

"Well, today I'm going to break your so-called self-good aura."

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed.

"Deacon Yang Xin, you are now a powerhouse in the martial spirit realm, and you shouldn't be able to use three moves to deal with a small martial artist."

Suddenly, the intermediate class students beside him gave Yang Xin a thrill.

Yang Xin was also immersed in the pride of the martial arts powerhouse, and did not listen to the radical method of the future in his heart, but glanced at Zhang Fan lightly.

"Why do you need three moves, I can get rid of him with one move."

Yang Xin's fat face was full of pride and disdain for Zhang Fan.

After cultivating to break through to the martial spirit, Yang Xin no longer looked at the martial artists under the martial spirit.

"One move."

Zhang Fan smiled indifferently.

Yang Xin was furious, thinking that Zhang Fan was underestimating him, and immediately rushed towards Zhang Fan.

Yang Xin didn't use any martial arts, but stretched out his big hand and grabbed Zhang Fan's shoulder, ready to treat Zhang Fan as a chicken and play with it in the palm of his hand.

"I can't help myself."

A look of sarcasm flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, but he didn't resist, but his shoulder trembled, and a huge force came out of his shoulder, and Yang Xin's right hand suddenly felt a majestic force, its power was like a sea of water, with irresistible power.

"Give me back."

Zhang Fan drank loudly, directly reached out and grabbed Yang Xin, followed by grabbing Yang Xin's shoulder, and threw Yang Xin out like a piece of garbage.

"Little brute, you dare."

Yang threatened with a lack of breath in his heart.

It's a pity that Zhang Fan didn't bird Yang Xin at all, and still ignored it, and directly threw Yang Xin out.

Yang Xin fell a dog eating, looking embarrassed.

The surrounding intermediate class students all let out a burst of laughter, which seemed to be laughing at Yang Xin's embarrassment.

After Yang Xin got up, he looked at Zhang Fan with resentful eyes.

"Little brute, I originally planned to spare your life, but since you don't know what to do, I can't spare you."

The corners of Yang Xin's mouth emitted a cold killing intent, staring at Zhang Fan.

"Old fellow, do you know you're looking for death?"

Zhang Fan also stared at Zhang Fan with murderous intent, anyone who had murderous intentions towards Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan would not let him go, this is Zhang Fan's principle.

"If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me."

This is Zhang Fan's mantra.

"Little brute, I didn't check for a while just now, so I let you take a small advantage, and this time I want to get it back with interest."

Yang Xinhuo's shot, his footsteps stepped out like a ghost, leaving only Yang Xin's shadow in the air, and the echo of Yang Xin's voice.

Zhang Fan also moved his feet, although compared with Yang Xin, Zhang Fan had a slight gap in body method, but Zhang Fan was confident that he could break through ten thousand laws with one force, and the power of Vajra Gong after reaching the Great Perfection was far beyond Zhang Fan's imagination, and his physical strength was inferior even if he was a martial spirit powerhouse.

"Little brute, die."

Yang Xin took advantage of his body and quickly came to Zhang Fan's face, and a horizontal palm slashed out angrily, and the sound of the turbulent river came out of his palm, as if a big river rushed out.

"Shocking Palm, Xuan-level low-grade martial arts."

Yang Xin has cultivated it to the realm of Dacheng, and Yang Xin believes that with this Shocking Palm, he can kill Zhang Fan under the palm.

"Zhang Fan is dead now, with Yang Xin's martial spirit cultivation and the terrifying palm of the Dacheng realm, there is no match below the martial spirit realm."

Onlookers made their own comments.

"Get the hell out of here."

Zhang Fan was like a golden-armored god of war, straddling out, and a fist gathered in Zhang Fan's body.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's eyes were like lightning, and he suppressed it with a punch.

Starry Sky Battle Fist, Starry Sky Battle.

Suddenly, a fist shadow smashed out along Zhang Fan's fist, and there was a faint shadow of a giant on it.

In an instant, Yang Xin felt that he was being targeted by a generation of boxing gods, and he didn't have the slightest ability to resist at all, "How is it possible, I'm a martial spirit powerhouse, do I have to lose to a waste." ”

Yang Xin was unwilling and crazy.

Zhang Fan smashed his fist out with a punch, instantly devouring the strength of his palm.

The fist smashed on Yang Xin's body, Yang Xin could no longer control the weight of his body, and was directly smashed out and fell to the ground, how embarrassed and embarrassed he looked.

"You abolished my dantian."

Yang Xin looked at Zhang Fan with resentful eyes.

"As a deacon, you actually took action against a student without authorization, and abolishing your cultivation is just a warning for you."

Zhang Fan stared at Yang Xin, as if announcing Yang Xin's fate.

Yang Xin wanted to wipe out the students without permission, and it was natural for Zhang Fan to abolish Yang Xin's dantian, even if it was the law enforcement hall of the academy, there was no way to do it.

And if Zhang Fan killed Yang Xin directly, it would give some people the opportunity to seize Zhang Fan's handle.

Yang Xin seemed to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden, and the whole person looked lonely.

In the Imperial Academy where the strong are respected, if you lose your martial arts cultivation, you can't live here like a normal person, and Yang Xin's future life will naturally be miserable.

Of course, this is also the result of Yang Xin's own blame.

"Yaksha, I'm coming to you soon."

Zhang Fan knew that the person behind the matter was Yaksha, and Zhang Fan estimated his cultivation and understood that he was probably not Yaksha's opponent now.

"Strength, I want strength, if I have strength, how dare Yaksha oppress me like this."

Zhang Fan's tone revealed a desire for power.

"By the way, the Beast Refining Ground, where I can get more resources and grow faster."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he followed directly towards the beast refining field.

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