"Leng Gongzi, who is Yang Fan?"

The two young men who followed behind Leng Feiyang finally couldn't hold back the doubts in their hearts and asked out loud.

"He's my friend!

Leng Feiyang walked in the neighborhood, because of his unique temperament, he attracted the attention of many women, and they secretly sent Qiu Bo to Leng Feiyang, but Leng Feiyang didn't even look at it, which made those women who gave this Qiu Bo charming eyes become resentful.

"Really? haha!"

Seeing Leng Feiyang, the two young men in Chinese clothes didn't want to elaborate, and they didn't want to ask any further, so they had to make a haha. In his heart, he was worried about Leng Feiyang, and muttered secretly: It's just that he has a high talent, and he has been valued by the elders in the mansion, what kind of arrogance!

Leng Feiyang no longer paid attention to the two young men, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Yang family, his eyes were full of complexity.

"Yang Fan, to be my Leng Feiyang's friend, it is destined not to be an ordinary person, today I just found out that you still have the identity of a pharmacist, I am looking forward to it, how many surprises can you give me?"

Yang Fan, who returned to the Yang family, put the bag of herbs on his back on the ground.

"Whew!"

Drops of sweat flowed from Yang Fan's cheeks, and looking at the rucksack of at least dozens of herbs, Yang Fan took off his coat, revealing a streamlined and perfect body shape

Wiping the beads of sweat with his shirt, Yang Fan picked up a herb, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and a fragrant breath entered Yang Fan's respiratory tract along his breath.

"Hmm! Rong Mu, that's the smell, but smelling its fragrance, it can be regarded as a fine product among Rong Mu! That Baoxuan Pavilion Pavilion Master didn't perfunctory me!"

Sorting out the herbs one by one, looking at the weight of the ten herbs, Yang Fan slapped his face continuously, cheered up, and said with a smile: "Okay! Everything is ready, start grinding the medicine!"

Yang Fan found a bowl from the house, put the herbs in it, and then picked up a thick small stick, using the most primitive method, polishing!

The main reason is that Yang Fan does not have the tools to make medicines, but this Qing Ling San is very simple, he only needs to combine the medicinal liquids of various medicinal materials, and then refine them with a unique vitality operation!

Form a tiny drop, and you're done.

However, because the medicinal power contained in this herb is so huge, if it is taken orally, it may also lead to the danger of dynamizing the body.

Only by dropping it in a bucket of water, diluting it, and absorbing the medicinal power through the whole body of the skin.

According to the memory of the martial arts master, Yang Fan carefully polished the herbs.

Finally, as night fell.

Yang Fan looked at the pale green drops in the bowl with relief.

"If it weren't for the fact that the vitality was not well controlled, otherwise, there would not have been such a defective product! It's a pity, if it was a finished product, the color would be dark green!"

"However, even if it is a defective product, the medicinal effect is also very significant, and tomorrow I will fight with Yang Cheng's bastard, let's improve our strength first!"

Filling the prepared wooden barrel with clean water, Yang Fan dripped the medicinal liquid in his hand into the wooden barrel with great anticipation.

I saw that the clear water, which was colorless and bottomless, turned pale green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, turned his whole body into a fine light, and jumped into the barrel one by one.

But as soon as he came into contact with this pale green clear water, Yang Fan actually had an urge to turn around and climb out of the barrel.

It hurts, like thousands of ants biting at you.

However, for the sake of tomorrow's battle, Yang Fan could only grit his teeth, concentrate his mind and persist, and then the effect of the medicine began to work, and the already severe pain was several times more intense.

Yang Fan's eyes became extremely firm, thinking of the scene when he was kicked off the cliff by Chen Meng, and the white eyes he had suffered for more than ten years without vitality.

What is this pain?

With strong perseverance, Yang Fan insisted on soaking in the liquid medicine for a night.

The early morning sunlight shone on Yang Fan's face, Yang Fan's eyelashes trembled, he felt a chill on his body, and Yang Fan's eyes were completely opened.

When he ran the exercise for the tenth time last night, his body suddenly reached a limit, and Yang Fan also passed out at this moment.

"Wow!"

As he looked down, Yang Fan's eyes widened, and he suddenly jumped out of the barrel.

The pale green water in the barrel was long gone, replaced by a black, stinking mass of sewage.

However, when Yang Fan waved his arm, he was surprised to find that his body seemed to have been transformed, very light, and even his mental state was very full.

The vitality in the dantian is rich, as if it is about to overflow through the meridians.

Breakthrough! One Yuan Realm Quadruple!

"Qing Ling Liquid can not only help cultivate vitality, but also refine the body, is this the so-called marrow washing and hair cutting? This feeling is really amazing!"

Clenched his fists violently, and there was a sonic boom.

Yang Fan smiled, doing all kinds of exaggerated movements, many actions that were difficult to make before, but now they are effortless.

"That's right! Today is the day of the martial arts competition with Yang Cheng, so you must arrive early!"

Yang Fan, who was having a lot of fun, suddenly remembered this incident, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly changed into clean clothes and ran out of the house!

......

Because of the certainty of victory, Yang Cheng had already spread the news of today's competition with Yang Fan to all corners of the Yang family, if it wasn't for the limited time, he might even invite all the famous geniuses of Tianyang City to the Yang family as guests, and I couldn't wait for everyone to see the scene of his cruelty to Yang Fan.

Today's Yang family's martial arts arena has been full of people very early, and it is crowded.

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning, Yang Cheng Gongzi or Yang Fan Gongzi?"

"Does this need to be said? Of course it's Yang Fan's son, but I saw him defeat Chen Meng and Chen Zhaoliang one after another, dare to ask if Yang Cheng is stronger than Chen Zhaoliang?"

"I think it's hard to say who wins and who loses now, if Yang Chenggongzi has no chance of winning, how can he call us over to watch the battle with great fanfare?"

The surrounding crowd was chattering, and Yang Cheng was standing in the middle of the martial arts arena with his hands in his hands, with a confident smile on his face.

But Yang Cheng's heart is moving ruthlessly: everyone in the Yang family can become a genius comparable to himself, but Yang Fan, a waste, can't!

Yang Fan, who has been bullied by himself since he was a child and has never been put in his eyes!

You can only do it if you become a waste forever!

Thinking like this, Yang Cheng's eyes gradually became cold, this time in the competition, even if he defeated Yang Fan, Yang Cheng would not be so easily satisfied, unless it was, Yang Fan would be completely abolished!

In that way, you can solve the hatred in your heart.

Closing his eyes, Yang Cheng began to breathe the vitality around his body.

After all, after the battle begins, there can be no other thoughts, otherwise, a mental trance may lead to defeat.

The three elders of the Yang family, Yang Tianji, Yang Tianyu, and Yang Tiansheng, have all arrived at the viewing platform, and everyone is looking forward to this competition.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed towards the martial arts arena, and the speed was so swift that even most of the geniuses present could not see it clearly, and they were already standing on the battle platform.

His black hair was as black and thick as the night, and his eyes were resolute and stubborn, although his face was still a little immature, he also had a little more water chestnut.

The clean face, although not very handsome, gives a feeling of refreshment.

This person is Yang Fan!

"Young Master Yang Fan!"

"Yang Cheng Gongzi will win! Yang Cheng Gongzi will win! Yang Cheng Gongzi will win!"

Suddenly, one after another, the Yang family disciples who witnessed Yang Fan's strength let out cheers. As an outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Yang family since childhood, Yang Cheng's prestige is not false in the Yang family, and his voice is more intense than Yang Fan's.