"Boy, I have to say, you are a true genius, but you are too arrogant, and today you will definitely die. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ganglong said seriously.

"Ganglong is going to move seriously, it looks like this battle is coming to an end."

In the audience, countless spectators all erupted in exclamations, and some were still shouting, "Ganglong, kill him, Ganglong, kill him." ”

"Boy, did you hear that? Today your defeat is decided. ”

Ganglong said playfully.

"The strong don't rely on their mouths to prove themselves."

Zhang Fan stared at Ganglong like a fool.

"You're looking for death."

In an instant, Ganglong became annoyed and angry, Ganglong felt that if he continued to stay with Zhang Fan, he was afraid that his heart would not be able to stand it.

"Boy, let me show you the power of Eagle Claw Gong."

Ganglong's hand was clawed, and a strong wind sound was driven, and it rushed directly towards Zhang Fan.

Eagle Claw Gong, a Xuan-level low-grade martial art, after practicing to Dacheng, has the ability to wear gold and silver.

It was obvious that Ganglong had cultivated it to the Mirror of Great Perfection.

The pressing wind sounded in Zhang Fan's ears.

Zhang Fan was shocked and took a few steps back.

"Boy, do you think you can escape? My eagle claw skills are endless, and my strength is getting stronger and stronger, and unless I run out of strength, the power will become stronger and stronger. ”

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, Ganglong no longer hides his pride.

Sure enough, the battle of life and death is the best way to hone martial arts.

Every move of Ganglong carries a deadly killing intention, and there is no doubt that this Eagle Claw Gong Daquan was achieved on the competition platform.

"Haha, owner, the overall situation has been decided."

Uncle Cheng unknowingly, he was already caught in a gamble with Xia Ke, and when he saw that he was about to win, even if he was old, Uncle Cheng unconsciously smiled.

"Not necessarily."

Xia Ke stared at Zhang Fan from beginning to end, and found that although Zhang Fan's situation was dangerous, no matter how hard the dragon was exerted, Zhang Fan was calm and composed, and immediately knew in his heart that Zhang Fan still had some strength left.

"Oh."

Cheng Bo naturally didn't believe Shak's statement, but he didn't dare to talk back to Shak in person.

"It's time for you to put any pressure on me."

Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, no longer retreated, and his eyes condensed into a stream of electric light.

A fist momentum spread out along Zhang Fan's body, and Zhang Fan's fist was slowly pushed out as if it was playing in slow motion.

Ganglong saw that Zhang Fan did not dodge, but chose to fight hard, and suddenly felt happy in his heart, in the few rounds just now, Ganglong had no way to help Zhang Fan, mainly because Zhang Fan's speed exceeded Ganglong's speed by three percent.

Now, seeing that Zhang Fan is no longer dodging, Ganglong thinks that Zhang Fan has given up resistance.

"It's okay, boy, you're going to die anyway, why don't I give you a ride."

The bloodthirsty intent in Ganglong's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Die with this, and as the fist slowly rolls out, the fist hits out sideways along the fist.

"Starry Sky Battle Fist, Starry Sky Battlefield, give me defeat."

Zhang Fan shouted loudly, and Zhang Fan's whole person was like incarnating into a martial arts master, and his fist fell on Ganglong's body in an instant.

Ganglong's face instantly turned to horror.

"This is potential, how can you comprehend potential."

Ganglong was already regretting it, but the sweeping fist power fell on Ganglong's body, Ganglong had no ability to resist at all, and was directly beaten with blurred flesh and blood, and his body and soul were gone.

"Is it a momentum, or a fist momentum, this young man is really terrifying, is the emperor really going to change the sky?"

Xia Ke's eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan's body, with excitement and surprise in his eyes.

"How is it possible, it's obvious that Ganglong won, why did it become like this."

Cheng Bo couldn't figure out the ending.

Not only Cheng Bo, but the audience burst into exclamations, "What's the matter, isn't Ganglong winning?" How did the ending reverse in the end. ”

All the audience was puzzled.

"I see, that's potential."

In the audience, there were a few people who were really strong people in the imperial capital, and after a short period of doubt, they finally reacted.

"Potential."

Everyone stared at Zhang Fan with shocked eyes.

There is no doubt that the person who can comprehend it is enough to prove his talent, and his future achievements will definitely turn the imperial capital upside down.

"Boy, this is the reward you have won."

Cheng Bo took out a three-grade elixir and handed it to Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan took the elixir, he immediately put it away.

Cheng Bo's voice came from his ears.

"Young man, my owner has something to look for you."

"Please wait a minute."

Zhang Fan did not answer Cheng Bo's question immediately, but walked to the gambling table, which is the main income of the beast refining field.

After Cheng Bo thought of making a lot of money in today's competition, his mood was inexplicably better.

However, when he saw Zhang Fanna's almost 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones, Uncle Cheng's heart was dripping blood.

The odds of Zhang Fan and Ganglong are one to one hundred.

Zhang Fan gambled on himself to win and pressed a hundred spirit stones, but in a blink of an eye, these 100 lower-grade spirit stones became 10,000 pieces.

"Boy, can I go?"

"Yes."

After Zhang Fan and Cheng Bo turned a corner, they came to a quiet secret room, and there was a middle-aged man standing in the secret room, the middle-aged man was full of energy, standing there, as if he was one with the surrounding environment.

Zhang Fan understood that this was because the middle-aged man's cultivation had reached a realm that he could not imagine.

The middle-aged man turned his back to Zhang Fan and said slowly, "You are Zhang Fan." ”

Zhang Fan looked directly at the middle-aged man, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Okay, yes, are you interested in joining our beast refining field, I can provide you with enough cultivation resources to make you unimpeded on the path of martial arts."

Shaq proposes an extremely tempting condition.

Obviously, Zhang Fan came to the beast refining field to fight the battle of life and death, which shows Zhang Fan's scarcity of cultivation resources.

"The kindness of the seniors is appreciated by the younger generations, but the younger generations have already had a source, and I am afraid that they will not be able to understand the kindness of the seniors."

Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Okay, not only is you gifted and evil, but you also have a pure heart, I don't dare to imagine your future now."

Xia Ke turned his head and clapped his hands, which was regarded as encouragement to Zhang Fan.

"Don't be too busy saying no, I'm sure we'll have a chance to meet soon."

Xia Ke said something that made Zhang Fan inexplicable.

After leaving the beast refining field, Zhang Fan hurried back to the academy, and as soon as he entered the academy, Zhang Fan rushed to the cultivation space.

"Senior Brother Qu Fang, I want to exchange for an hour in the Intermediate Cultivation Room."

Qu Fang's eyes widened, the intermediate cultivation room, that is the cultivation space that requires the least martial artists in the late stage of martial arts to cultivate peacefully.

"Senior Brother Zhang Fan, you're not joking."

Qu Fang had a slightly angry expression on his face.

"Of course I mean it."

Zhang Fan said solemnly.

Zhang Fan cultivated Vajra Gong to the Mirror of Great Perfection, and his physical body could already destroy the late martial arts of the martial spirit, so he could naturally challenge the intermediate cultivation room.

"Okay, a hundred points."

Zhang Fan's face showed a look of pain, Zhang Fan only had seventy points left, but fortunately, he could exchange points for spirit stones, and three lower-grade spirit stones for thirty points, so that this matter could be settled.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, Qu Fang's face showed hesitation, "Should I tell my junior brother?" ”

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