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The more he looked at it, the more Zhang Fan's mind was attracted to it.

It took half an hour for Zhang Fan to finish reading.

Closing the fist meridian, Zhang Fan took a long breath, and his eyes had a dazzling light.

"This boxing scripture came at the right time, and with this boxing scripture, my understanding of boxing will be on a higher level."

This boxing book tells the story of a martial arts king's perception of boxing, and the martial arts king, as we all know, is a martial king-level powerhouse who has stepped into the median mirror.

The strong martial king can be called the peak power of the Wind Blue Country, and it is rumored that the dean of the academy, the vice president and others are the powerhouses of this realm.

Zhang Fan meditated, the content of the boxing scriptures flowed in his heart, Zhang Fan sighed, the martial arts king who wrote the boxing scriptures, his understanding of boxing has reached a realm that Zhang Fan could not imagine.

Zhang Fan can be sure that this martial arts king is second to none even in the realm of martial arts.

"If I can comprehend a few points of boxing strength before the advanced class, I will have a chance to compete with Long Xuan."

Zhang Fan did not forget what Deacon Wang Gang said, and only when he stepped into the advanced class could he have the opportunity to invite a vice president to treat his father's injuries.

Now, a few months before I know it, Zhang Fan is getting closer and closer to this goal.

Concentrate his mind and gather his spirit to the peak, and Zhang Fan began to comprehend the content of the boxing scripture.

Since Zhang Fan's fist has already comprehended to the point of twenty percent, at the entry stage of the boxing scripture, Zhang Fan only needs half an hour to jump over.

"Next is Xiaocheng."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and then he continued to close his eyes and comprehend the boxing scriptures.

After stepping into the entrance, Zhang Fan's speed of comprehending the boxing sutra began to slow down.

After all, the target of this boxing scripture is a martial king-level powerhouse, and Zhang Fan's ability to comprehend the boxing scripture at the martial spirit level is entirely because of Zhang Fan's comprehension and demonity.

This realization is five days, and five days later, Zhang Fan came out of the customs with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"There is always a threshold away from Xiaocheng of the Boxing Sutra, but fortunately, the comprehension of boxing has reached Xiaocheng, and the overall strength has increased by at least several times."

Zhang Fan comprehensively evaluated his strength.

Today should be the registration competition.

The so-called registration competition refers to the preparatory competition before the advanced class competition, because not all intermediate class students are eligible to participate in the advanced class competition, and they must first pass the audition of the registration competition.

After Zhang Fan left the dormitory, he went all the way to the cross-sky martial arts training ground.

Horizontal martial arts training ground, where a large number of people gather.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, there was a square table, and on the edge of the square table sat a middle-aged man, who was still Zhang Fan's old acquaintance Wang Gang.

"Name."

Wang Gang said without raising his head.

"Zhang Fan."

Wang Gang's registered hand suddenly stopped, and then raised his head to look at this immature face.

"Zhang Fan, you haven't been admitted to the intermediate class for a long time, why don't you accumulate strength, now is not the time to sprint to the advanced class."

Wang Gang's voice was cold, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

In Wang Gang's heart, Zhang Fan must have been so anxious to save his father that he was so overwhelmed that he tried to use the advanced class to achieve his goal as soon as possible.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, but did not explain.

"Hey."

Wang Gang sighed, but did not persuade Zhang Fan.

Although Zhang Fan's filial piety made him admire, Zhang Fan, who lost his calm, made him very disappointed.

"The ordinary students who sign up for the competition all have the strength of the third grade of martial arts, and a few have the strength of the fourth grade of martial arts."

Wang Gang kindly reminded that he hoped that Zhang Fan would retreat despite the difficulties.

It's a pity that Zhang Fan smiled slightly, as if he hadn't heard Wang Gang's words.

After Zhang Fan registered, more and more students went to sign up.

The registration lasted for a day and a half, during which Zhang Fan was meditating and practicing.

Recently, Zhang Fan's breakthrough speed was too fast, and in order to avoid causing an unstable foundation, Zhang Fan deliberately suppressed his cultivation.

And penance is the best way to consolidate the cultivation of martial artists.

In the afternoon, when the scorching sun was shining, Deacon Wang Gang picked up the registration form and stood on the martial arts training ground.

Before entering the Advanced Tournament list, there is a Audition for the Registration Tournament, and the top 50 students in this audition will be eligible for a place in the Advanced Tournament.

Deacon Wang Gang's voice was loud, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"Top 50."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, not caring.

With Zhang Fan's current strength, even if he wins the top three, it will be easy.

"Of course, since it is a competition, there will naturally be rewards, the first place in this registration competition will have three thousand lower-grade spirit stones and a Xuan-level high-grade martial art, and the top three will all have a reward of one thousand lower-grade spirit stones."

Wang Gang's words mobilized all the emotions of everyone on the field.

A thousand low-grade spirit stones, even Long Xuan and the others would be red-eyed.

The students of the intermediate class have a ranking jade, and Long Xuan is the first person in the ranking jade, and he is also the first person in the current intermediate class.

The top 50 in the ranking of Jade do not need to participate in the selection of the registration competition, and directly enter the advanced class competition.

"Look, it's Senior Brother Xue Hai and Senior Brother Xia Kun, who are ranked in the top 20 of the Jade Bi."

At the edge of the horizontal martial arts training ground, two young men came, one of them was carrying a treasure knife, and when he looked at people, it was as if a treasure knife had slashed through it, and the power was terrifying.

This young man with a treasure knife on his back is Xue Hai, who is said to be invincible among the students of the intermediate class, with a dragon slaying knife technique.

Senior Brother Xue Hai's last ranking was eleventh, and it is said that Senior Brother Xue Hai did not go all out at that time, otherwise Senior Brother Xue Hai would have hoped to hit the top five.

Beside Xue Hai, there was also a young man standing, this young man looked ordinary, but when this young man's gaze swept over everyone, everyone's backs were shocked by a layer of cold sweat.

Xia Kun, with a three-palm earthquake intermediate class, few people can match it, the same as Xue Hai, is the favorite to compete for the top five this time.

"It's strange, how could Senior Brother Xue Hai and Senior Brother Xia Kun come to see the registration competition, they were disdainful of it every time in the past."

Everyone in the martial arts training field was puzzled.

"Xia Kun, this registration competition is all some waste, I really can't figure out why you are interested in coming to such a competition."

Xue Hai's personality is like the sword technique he cultivates, straight and straight, without the slightest concealment.

"Haha, Xue Hai, don't worry, there is a powerful person in our academy this time, are you not interested?"

Xue Hai frowned, "You mean Zhang Fan." ”

Xue Hai bowed his head, "The talent is not bad, and being able to comprehend the fist is indeed a demon, but it's a pity that the cultivation is too low, and in the face of absolute strength, there is no ability to resist at all." ”

Xue Hai said earnestly.

"Read on, I'm sure you'll be interested in this guy."

Xia Kun played a dumb riddle, which made Xue Hai confused.

Zhang Fan woke up from a meditative state, his eyes moved, and he looked at Xue Hai in the air, and the eyes of the two of them flashed.

Zhang Fan groaned, "It's a master, I don't know who this person is." ”

After Xue Hai retracted his gaze, his heart was shocked, and he was also shocked and surprised.

"Xia Kun, you're right, this registration competition is indeed interesting."

A sword momentum began to gather on Xue Hai's body, and a battle intent ignited in his heart.

Xia Kun looked at Xue Hai unexpectedly, "This guy." ”

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