For one day, two days, and three days, Zhang Fan was practicing Star Battle Fist in the cave. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xuan-level martial arts, ordinary martial arts powerhouses can practice up to a hundred times a day, but Zhang Fan insisted on it to five hundred times a day with his strong physique, and the light moon pattern in his mind became brighter and brighter, pointing out Zhang Fan's deficiencies over and over again.

"No, it can be improved."

A transparent thought flashed through Zhang Fan's mind, and then changed the way he cultivated the Starry Sky Battle Fist.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the cave, there was a burst of cracking sounds, which contained a peerless and independent fist power.

"No, no, it can be improved."

Every time Zhang Fan punches the starry sky battle punch, the transparent thoughts in his mind will deepen more and more, and there will always be inexplicable progress when the next punch is punched.

At noon on the fourth day, there was a loud bang, followed by the explosion of a boulder in the cave, and faintly, the voice of a young man was heard.

"Haha, my Starry Sky Battle Fist First Type Starry Sky Battlefield has finally cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng."

Zhang Fan's face was full of happy smiles, and his eyes were full of excitement.

And at the foot of the Dead Wood Cliff, there is a stone gate, and there is a fat deacon sitting in the stone gate, this deacon is Yang Xin, who had a relationship with Zhang Fan seven days ago, Yang Xin's fat face squeezed out a trace of murderous intent, "Hehe, boy, you have been in the Dead Wood Cliff for nearly a week, and now you are dead." ”

Yang Xin's voice revealed an uncontrollable pride.

Junior student, Yang Xin has never seen anyone who can stay in the Deadwood Cliff for nearly a week and still be able to survive.

"Hehe, boy, if you die, you'll die, the academy won't care about the whereabouts of a dead person, if you want to blame yourself, haha."

Yang Xin let out a rampant laugh.

According to the usual practice, Yang Xin opened the stone door that closed the dead wood cliff, and suddenly, the swishing yin wind blew in Yang Xin's body, and Yang Xin immediately trembled.

"It's such a strong yin wind, this is only the periphery of the yin wind, if it's inside the yin wind, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long."

Yang Xin's small eyes narrowed, and he looked towards the inside of the dead wood cliff in an incomprehensible manner, and when he looked away, he saw a miserable scene, where the grass and trees could not grow, giving people a gloomy feeling.

Open the stone door, if no students come out for an hour, the stone door will be closed.

Because Yang Xin knew Zhang Fan's fate in advance, Yang Xin decided that he didn't have to wait for an hour, and waited for half an hour to close the stone gate, anyway, in Yang Xin's heart, Zhang Fan was already a dead man.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and Yang Xin showed a sneer towards the empty dead wood cliff, "Boy, if you want to blame it, blame you for not knowing the times, hehe." ”

Yang Xin was about to close the stone gate.

Suddenly, a figure rushed quickly, just a few steps, and came to Yang Xin's approach, Zhang Fan's eyes were full of killing intent, "Deacon, what are you doing, you actually want to close the stone gate in advance, are you trying to kill me?" ”

Zhang Fan was furious, if the stone gate was really closed by Yang Xin, the next time the stone gate was opened, there was no time for Zhang Fan to open the stone gate, and Zhang Fan might really die in the dead wood cliff.

The killing intent in Zhang Fan's eyes skyrocketed, staring at Yang Xin.

Yang Xin was shocked, none of the students who were trapped in the dead wood cliff by him by various means in the past could get out alive, but now Zhang Fan not only walked out alive, but there was not the slightest injury on his body, not only that, Zhang Fan's aura seemed to have increased.

"How is it possible, this waste is just a first-grade martial soul talent, and the cultivation is only a third-grade martial artist, how can it be supported in the Dead Wood Cliff for a week."

Yang Xin was extremely unconvinced.

Suddenly, Yang Xin couldn't help but let out a shudder, and in the eyes of Zhang Fan's person who was enough to kill, Yang Xin felt as if he was being targeted by an ancient fierce beast, and his body trembled.

But after a long time, this fear gradually dissipated outside the body.

Yang Xin's face became ugly, he was a deacon, and he was actually frightened by a junior student.

Thinking of this, Yang Xin was furious in his heart and shouted, "Boy, you don't respect the teacher, watch me teach you a lesson for you." ”

Yang Xinhuo's volley struck out a palm, and the palm wind whistled out, which was actually the place where Zhang Fan's dantian was smashed, looking at Yang Xin's posture, it was obvious that he wanted to abolish Zhang Fan.

The killing intent in Zhang Fan's eyes skyrocketed, and at this moment, Zhang Fan was really moved by killing intent towards Yang Xin.

"Even if I die, I won't let you live well."

Zhang Fan made up his mind.

"Stop, Deacon Yang Xin, what are you doing, actually making a move on a student."

A light palm force shook his hand, followed by a palm with Yang Xinxiong's strong palm, Yang Xin trembled, followed the footsteps and retreated wildly, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Who is it?"

Yang Xin was furious, a cold gaze stared at Yang Xin in an instant, Yang Xin looked at this cold face, and smiled, "It turned out to be Teacher Zhou." ”

Yang Xin is just a deacon in the Dynasty Academy, and he doesn't have much power.

But Zhou Yuerong is different, although Zhou Yuerong is just a teacher in the Dynasty Academy, but in the Dynasty Academy, Zhou Yuerong has many suitors, and any one of them can make Yang Xin die without a place to be buried, so Yang Xin does not dare to offend Zhou Yuerong.

"Deacon Yang Xin, why did you make a move on my students."

Zhou Yuerong glared at Yang Xin coldly, Zhou Yuerong had already heard of Yang Xin's bad deeds, but Yang Xin had never provoked Zhou Yuerong, so Zhou Yuerong had no way to govern Yang Xin.

But now, Yang Xin actually hit Zhang Fan with the idea, which gave Zhou Yuerong an excuse to rectify Yang Xin.

"Teacher Zhou, I misunderstood."

Yang Xin said with a smile in front of Zhou Yuerong.

"Whatever the misunderstanding is, you have to stay at Deadwood Cliff for two months, and if you sneak out during that time, don't blame me for being unkind."

Zhou Rongyue stared at Yang Xin coldly.

Yang Xin's face was hideous, but he didn't dare to disobey Zhou Yuerong's order.

Before leaving, Yang Xin glared at Zhang Fan fiercely, Yang Xin couldn't afford to offend Zhou Yuerong, so he could only impose all the hatred on Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan and Yang Xin's eyes were opposite, and they were not afraid.

Zhang Fan followed behind Zhou Yuerong and gradually came out of the deadwood cliff.

"Teacher, what do you mean by this, what you did just now is nothing more than to make Yang Xin hate me even more."

Zhang Fan's voice was a little cold, and there was a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Zhang Fan, don't beat me up, I saved your life before, and you haven't thanked me yet."

Zhou Yuerong turned around and showed a hint of a smile, her smile was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Isn't it a natural thing for a teacher to save a student?"

Zhang Fan made a puzzled expression.

"Damn, boy."

Zhou Yuerong stomped her feet, and for Zhang Fan, Zhou Yuerong had already suffered several losses.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuerong smiled slyly.

Zhang Fan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Zhang Fan, you have to remember that after two months, Yang Xin is going to come out to take revenge on you, you must know that although Yang Xin is just a deacon, he is a real martial artist of the ninth grade, plus he has been immersed in this realm for many years, few people in the martial arts realm are his opponents, and even the genius class of the intermediate class is his opponent."

Zhou Yuerong said word by word, every word she said was like discovering a new continent, revealing incomparable joy, and then, Zhou Yuerong looked at Zhang Fan, wanting to find a trace of fear from Zhang Fan's body.

"Oh, I see, Mr. Zhou."

Zhang Fan said lightly.

"You're not afraid."

Zhou Yuerong said in surprise.

"Does it work to be afraid?"

Zhang Fan spread his palms.

"Indeed, it is useless to be afraid."

Zhou Yuerong only felt that the punch she threw with all her strength hit the cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmph, Zhang Fan, just pretend, see how you deal with it after two months, no, the current trouble is enough for you to deal with."

Zhou Yuerong seemed to have thought of something interesting, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she parted ways with Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan walked alone on the path, and along the way, Zhang Fan met many students, among whom Hao Ran had the presence of junior class students.

"Hey, you see it's Zhang Fan."

"He still dares to swagger around in the academy, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, I heard that Senior Brother Ma Peng has broken through to the sixth rank of martial arts, and Senior Brother Ma Peng has also cultivated a Xuan-level martial art, I heard that Senior Brother Ma Peng has introduced this Xuan-level martial art in just half a month."

The junior class students along the way let out a gloating sneer.

Zhang Fan swaggered, as if he hadn't heard it, in his heart, Zhang Fan sneered disdainfully, what about the sixth grade of martial arts, Zhang Fan's strength has risen sharply, even if it is the seventh grade of martial arts, Zhang Fan has the power to fight, not to mention the sixth grade of martial arts.

Zhang Fan walked widely, walking in the direction of the arena.

Today is the date when Zhang Fan and Ma Peng will fight, and Zhang Fan has not forgotten it.

Today, the arena is quite lively than usual, the number of students who come here is obviously several times more than usual, many students crowded on both sides of the passage of the arena, and a figure slowly walked.

"It's Senior Brother Ma Peng here."

The students of the junior class naturally did not let go of this opportunity to pat themselves on the back, and immediately cheered.

A smug smile appeared on Ma Peng's face from beginning to end.

"Ma Peng, don't lose to a freshman, otherwise you will lose face to our old students."

In the middle of the arena at the very least, there was an open space, and in this open space, there stood a group of students wearing intermediate class uniforms, and in the surrounding area of these students, not a single junior class student dared to approach.

At this moment, it was a young man in green clothes who spoke, the young man's face was pale, always with a yin color, he looked down at Ma Peng high, and his eyes were quite disdainful.

Ma Peng's eyes flashed with fear, not only did he not get angry because of the young man's words, but panicked.

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely solve Zhang Fan's kid well."

Ma Peng complimented.

Zhao Hengyuan seemed to be quite satisfied with Ma Peng's performance, so he retreated to his position and stood with a group of intermediate class students.

Ma Peng came to the arena and looked at the cheering students outside the arena, and a sense of pride surged in his heart, "Zhang Fan, you will be my Ma Peng's stepping stone, haha." ”

Ma Peng let out a hearty laugh.

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