In that seemingly ordinary world, since he had a memory, Zhang Fan seemed to be living in the favor of ordinary rich people who were not rich and expensive, but they were also regarded as fine clothes and jade food. 's father is one of the few money bank owners on the rivers and lakes who is far away from right and wrong but can also have a good income.

In the martial arts world, compared with the material wealth that martial arts and power can directly bring, money is not a very important thing, people in the martial arts generally have a unique identity seal as a special currency, only the ordinary people or ordinary rich people who do not have martial arts will have the demand for gold and silver currency. In addition, Zhang Fan's place of origin is relatively far away from the prosperous places where medicinal herbs and strange beasts are produced in the deep mountains, and the influence of the rivers and lakes is relatively small, coupled with the unique favor brought by the middle-aged only son, Zhang Fan has a happy childhood that is rare for ordinary people in this world where technology is not very developed.

"Dad, I heard a storyteller on the street say that some people in the rivers and lakes can collapse two or three zhang high, five or six zhang away, and ordinary tigers and leopards can't reach it. There are also many people who can hold dozens of pounds of short soldiers or hundreds of pounds of long weapons and can also make their arms like fingers, are these storytellers' exaggerations or is there really such a thing?"

In this life, Zhang Fan's father still chose to tell the truth to his children to a certain extent after hesitating for a while, especially at this time, when he and his wife have no common language for a long time, and many other people are unwilling to have a heart-to-heart relationship, Zhang Fan has not only become his father's child in a sense, but also a close friend who can be honest, which is rare in this world.

"There are indeed some people with unique talents who can do this, but those people who live in two worlds with us are often born to do this. No matter how much ordinary samurai like us have been trained since childhood, they can't be as capable as lions and tigers, and dozens or hundreds of pounds of weapons can only be used for strength exercises, and they can't be used in actual combat... ”

In this life, Zhang Fan's father still lied partly after all, in fact, as long as there is a certain opportunity, even ordinary people are not without the possibility of becoming such a second- or third-rate master of the rivers and lakes, but he doesn't want his children to go down that road.

However, such days did not last long, and when Zhang Fan was six years old, a large-scale conflict broke out between the Xishan Jianghu realm and the secular court of the Dongyuan Kingdom. Using the semi-automatic cylinder gas crossbow accumulated over the years and even the poison flower of the East China Sea, a large number of strange poisons, three million sets of cold-forged steel plate armor, four million fully armed professional warriors, and millions of professional knights, Dongyuan Kingdom thought that this time it would be able to win on the battlefield, but he did not expect that although the main force of the front line could besiege the nests of the ten major sects in the Xishan Jianghu Realm, it would always be unable to attack for a long time in the face of the dangerous terrain. And the tens of thousands of third-rate and above masters who infiltrated through the secret passage went on a killing spree throughout the territory of the mobilization country.

All of a sudden, except for a few officials of the most core Eastern Plains Kingdom, the imperial family and their families who were able to take shelter in the deep secret passages or castles built on the mountain, the ordinary officials and even the middle and lower officials in the entire mortal realm were almost wiped out.

It should be said that the Xishan Jianghu realm still has some bottom lines, in addition to setting fire to a lot of granaries, slaughtering a lot of weapons craftsmen and grooms, for ordinary rich families and even ordinary people at most there are only insignificant and sporadic impacts.

However, in this way, the entire Dongyuan Kingdom has become a world without royal law. When the official and many granaries in the countryside were destroyed, Zhang Fan's family, who rarely offended people in ordinary times, were not able to survive the turmoil after all.

The Xishan Martial Arts Realm finally defeated the Dongyuan Kingdom, which had a population of 200 million or even millions of professional warriors and occupied a land of 2,000 miles under heaven. Since only a small part of the slave labor is needed, and there is not much wealth in the world, the country of Dongyuan, which has tens of millions of households, has gradually become a world of low-level folk gangs. It seems that his talent in martial arts and even courage is not very good, and Zhang Fan, who was still "not good" before his death, also suffered humiliation in the orphan years of exile for more than ten years in his childhood and even in his youth.

Zhang Fan, who was not too strong in his heart, could no longer endure such a life at the age of fifteen, and finally chose to commit suicide by burning charcoal in a cave, but when Zhang Fan woke up after a coma, he found that he was not dead. Instead of being groggy as expected, it felt like everything around me seemed to be much clearer. Many details that were difficult for me to notice before came to my mind at this time.

At the beginning, Zhang Fan didn't find anything special except that his observation and even memory had improved by leaps and bounds, and he didn't get peerless magic because of a certain adventure like some on the rivers and lakes, nor did he encounter any legendary worldly masters who passed on their skills when they died. However, when Zhang Fan's brain power seemed to have become unprecedentedly extraordinary, he barely had the ability to make a living.

When Zhang Fan tried to use tree branches to copy some grass, trees, houses and other scenes on the ground in his spare time, he found that after his brain and mental power became unprecedentedly different, he had the talent to draw at will.

The nearly ten years of wandering in this world did not let Zhang Fan waste it, and with the ability to beg to survive, Zhang Fan finally found a place to comfort and eat. After all, although there are no longer yamen and government offices in this world, many low-level gangs or conflicts between family armed forces and even internal management are indispensable to copy portraits and the like.

Compared with those second- and third-rate painters who are similar to ancient Chinese routines and only know how to set a few character molds, Zhang Fan's copying ability quickly attracted the attention of those who care. In the end, Zhang Fan not only found that he seemed to have a natural talent for drawing, but also excelled at copying notes. Soon became an important personal servant of the leader of a gang.

It's just that Zhang Fan didn't expect that he would eventually fall from the sky. Because the gang caused public outrage because of the letter of the other gang, in order to cover up the facts, the gang leader finally chose to kill people.

It was at this time that Zhang Fan suddenly discovered a talent that he had not discovered before, and when the gang leader was about to summon him, Zhang Fan had just woken up, and he was at least a hundred steps away from the gang leader and was separated by a lot of garden spaces and even walls, and suddenly had a feeling that he had never experienced before. It seemed that a three-dimensional strange perspective appeared in a certain direction in front of his eyes, and the blood-red skeleton was waiting for him not too far away, and the feeling of alarm came from those directions accurately.

Not only that, but everyone who harbors varying degrees of hostility and murderous intent towards them is manifested in this scene like a warning map.

People in this world, including Zhang Fan, are still somewhat superstitious, and Zhang Fan seems to have sensed the danger that is bound to come through his mental power and inner feelings. It's just that when Zhang Fan was about to escape, he was stopped in front of the gang mansion, and the fate of death seemed to befall him soon.

"What should I do? Am I going to die like this? Hey, how nice it would be if I had martial arts? Why don't these people die? Even if it's from the vendetta that comes at this time!"

Just when he was thinking like this, Zhang Fan suddenly discovered a strange scene at this time: when he sincerely prayed that the person who could be discovered by himself would die, whether it was found within the visual range or within the scope of the warning heart. It seems that there is a sudden black aura that envelops the target like a whirlpool. Those who had arrived with swords in their backs vomited as if poisoned before they were too far away, and eventually collapsed to the ground.

The entire gang gathering place, which thought that it had encountered some enemy attack, suddenly fell into chaos in this situation, and many people fled to the dark castle or a place where they could hide as fast as possible, and no one cared about Zhang Fan, a literati who seemed to know martial arts at all, at most he was good at drawing and copying notes.

It's just that with his previous experience, Zhang Fan had a trace of excitement in his heart that seemed to be nervous: Could it be that he was not only able to find people who were trying to disadvantage him from a certain distance, but also only needed his own mental power to attack these people?

Zhang Fan, whose mental power was completely different from what it used to be, began to look at the hiding places of some minions, and secretly thought in his heart that these people would die like before. The black gas like a whirlpool seems to be invisible to others, but it can be detected through many objects in his own eyes

This time, Zhang Fan, who used this technique, obviously found that his mental power had become more mature. In less than half a pillar of incense, more than 300 minions in the entire gang altar died one after another without realizing it. It wasn't until Zhang Fan walked towards the place where some minions were at this time, and at the same time, many people felt that their companions were falling down one after another, that someone finally reacted. Most people fled like a plague god when they saw Zhang Fan at this time, but there were also leaders who were still loyal to pass the grade and planned to block the resistance by secretly ambushing. But no matter where those people were hiding, as long as they were within a hundred steps and suspected hostile and killing intent, they would inevitably be detected by Zhang Fan. Separated by countless rooms and walls, Zhang Fan can still make people die suddenly and inexplicably.

Many of the subordinates of the head of the gang who seemed to realize something chose to flee at this time, but some were too frightened to move, so they could only hide in some horns and shiver.

At this time, Zhang Fan recalled everything he had encountered in the past ten years, and he no longer had much affection for these folk gangs, and he also had a trace of revenge. When Zhang Fan approached the place where some female dependents were, there was even a faint trace of indulgence in his heart.

But at this time, somehow, Zhang Fan remembered everything that happened to his home back then, and he was relieved. If these people are to suffer revenge, why do they have to take matters into their own hands and lose the protection of the main force in such a world, the end is conceivable, especially this kind of ordinary gangs that have nothing to do with each other.

Zhang Fan, who accidentally discovered and showed his skills for the first time, seemed to be jerky in many ways, especially in the use of such spiritual power skills. When walking in the wilderness of rivers and lakes, Zhang Fan also began to try to use his unique skills to fish and hunt, and his skills became more and more proficient. And with his more clear idea of different forms, he can not only summon the unique black vortex to attack the opponent, but also seem to be able to summon the unique thunderbolt technique to lock and attack the opponent within a certain range.

The recent offensive and defensive skills and even athletic ability are still comparable to ordinary people who don't know martial arts, but being able to perceive fierce beasts that are hostile to themselves at distances ranging from 100 steps to 1 mile makes Zhang Fan suddenly have a feeling that he has become the top powerhouse in the rivers and lakes.

Of course, in this life, Zhang Fan seems to have adhered to the habit of prudence. When hunting in the countryside, Zhang Fan was able to control the strength of his attack through his mind, or the degree of damage to the other party. Zhang Fan finally decided to embark on the road of public martial arts competition.

It should be said that if he is in the ring with a limited range, Zhang Fan's actual combat effectiveness will encounter a big discount. Within the range of three zhang, two or three martial arts people who are good at hidden weapons on and off the stage cooperate with each other, and it is possible to destroy Zhang Fan, a "crispy mage". Therefore, at the beginning, the objects and targets of Zhang Fan's challenge were also some characters such as beggar leaders who did not enter the stream.

However, even in this extremely unfavorable form of engagement, Zhang Fan found that things were far less threatening than he imagined. Once when he encountered a killer who was hiding crossbow arrows and intended to disadvantage him, Zhang Fan sensed the target in advance at a distance of about half a mile outside the ring. Zhang Fan deliberately used the thunderbolt technique to attack a certain distance away from the person's vicinity, reminding the person to shoot. Zhang Fan also found at this time that when something like a hidden weapon or a bow and crossbow shot at him from a relatively distant place, it seemed that it could not affect himself even if he found a distant threat. Although the whole body does not have too high jumping and running ability, it has a strong subconscious dodge reflex. Those targets that were coming at them from a distance of half a mile could not threaten them even if hundreds or even hundreds of crossbowmen fired a salvo. At a distance that can threaten oneself, oneself can naturally perceive where the threat is.

In this way, from being well-known within the town to a powerful state, Zhang Fan soon attracted the attention of some people in the rivers and lakes with his never-before-seen skills. When Zhang Fan tried to walk in the wilderness and deliberately chose a suspected black store to live in, he even found that he could find someone who was not necessarily aimed at him, but also had a certain murderous and evil intentions. The range seems to be about 100 steps? At this moment, Zhang Fan's last worries were also put down.