Zhang Decai was proud:

This stupid boy is lower in rank than himself, and he has no weapons. Even if he was given a hundred moves, he would have to wait obediently to die.

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, he heard a soft sound.

Whoop –

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in the wrist of his right hand, where he was holding the knife.

The hand could no longer hold the knife, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ah————h

Because it was too painful, Zhang Decai roared like killing a sow.

When I looked down, I saw that a thin line of blood had appeared on the wrist of my right hand.

As a level 8 quasi-martial artist, how could he not know what was going on?

This is obviously my own tendon being cut.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

raised his head viciously, his eyes looked like he was about to eat Zhang Fan: "You dare to pick Lao Tzu's tendons, Lao Tzu will kill you-"

As he spoke, he endured the severe pain, bent down, picked up the long knife on the ground with his left hand, rolled on the spot, and slashed directly at Zhang Fan's ankle.

This time, because he shot in a rage, he was extremely fast.

Not to mention that Zhang Fan is just a level 7 quasi-martial artist, even if he is a level 8 quasi-martial artist, it is impossible to dodge it.

However, at this very moment.

Whoop –

There was a soft thud.

"Ah————h

Zhang Decai roared again.

If just now his face was as pale as paper, now he is as pale as snow.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling.

Looking down, a blood line had also appeared on his left wrist.

The tendons of the left hand were also picked off.

The pain distorted his face, and the horror made his eyes widen and the whites of his eyes rolled out.

It looks extremely scary.

He never dreamed that he, a level 8 quasi-martial artist, would one day be defeated at the hands of a mere level 7 quasi-martial artist.

And he was directly picked off the tendons of his hands.

The most terrible thing is that his own tendons have been broken, and he can't even see how this guy made a move.

I didn't even see what weapon he was using.

Not only did he not see it clearly, but he even felt that this guy didn't even move, and his hand tendon was broken.

The so-called unknown is the most terrifying.

He didn't know what means Zhang Fan used, so an extreme horror had formed in his heart.

Zhang Defa and his wife next to him were also inexplicably surprised.

Just now, Zhang Decai's right hand tendon was broken, and they didn't see anything.

When he saw that the two sides were standing motionless, Zhang Decai suddenly screamed, and then the tendon of his right hand broke;

Then when I saw Zhang Decai attacking Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan still didn't move, and Zhang Decai's left hand tendon was broken again.

What the hell is going on?

Magic?

Spell?

That's, isn't it?

Moreover, Zhang Fan, as a level 7 quasi-martial artist, actually beat a level 8 quasi-martial artist to the point that he had no power to fight back, this strength is too rebellious, right?

At this time, Zhang Fan was still standing there, his body as straight as a gun.

Looking down at Zhang Decai, who was lying at his feet, wailing in pain, he didn't have any pity in his heart.

This guy has already killed himself just now, and he just broke his tendons, which is already light.

If it weren't for the face of Zhang Defa and his wife and the notebook, he would have been killed on the spot, and he would have been able to lie at his feet and scream like a pig?

Even a pig has become a dead pig.

However, at this time, a trace of blood was already oozing from Zhang Fan's ankle.

When Zhang Decai slashed at his ankle just now, he completely exploded the speed of a level 8 quasi-martial artist.

Although Zhang Fan's speed of drawing his sword and slashing is fast, his own speed is only the speed of a normal level 7 quasi-martial artist.

So there was no way to dodge that moment.

Even though he cut off Zhang Decai's tendon with a knife, the knife continued to slash at his feet because of inertia.

He dodged as fast as he could, but the knife ran out of power, so he barely dodged.

But the skin of the ankle was still scratched a little.

This made Zhang Fan a little afraid.

Rank suppression, it's really not blown.

In the past, I thought that I had learned to draw a knife and cut a great success, and it was not a problem to skip the challenge.

In today's battle, I learned that although I drew my sword and cut quickly, there was a huge gap between me and a level 8 quasi-martial artist in terms of speed and strength.

If you are not careful, you will be killed by the other party.

The challenge is risky, and you need to be cautious when you skip the level.

Zhang Defa listened to Zhang Decai's screams like killing pigs, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart, afraid that Zhang Fan would be heavy-handed again.

Hurriedly said to Zhang Fan: "Little brother, I know that it was my unsuccessful brother who took the initiative to challenge you, and he had already killed you just now, even if you really killed him, it would be understandable." But I'm just such a younger brother, please look at my thin face and let him go this time. ”

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "Of course, I just want to teach him a lesson for you." Now it seems that he should not gamble again anytime soon. ”

Zhang Decai glared at Zhang Fan hatefully, sweating profusely.

But his mouth still couldn't stop: "What can I do if you win?" What if you pass the first two levels? Your character is too inferior, and you still can't get a notebook. If you want to take our notebook, don't even think about it in your life! ”

Smack-

As soon as he said this, he received a big mouth on his face.

It hurts hotly.

I wanted to cover it with my hands, but because my tendons were broken, I couldn't use my strength.

"Don't stop me yet, do you want to die?!"

Zhang Defa withdrew his palm and reprimanded with hatred.

Then he said: "The character of this little brother Zhang has been verified before. I wanted to cheat him out of money, but after he found out, he found out that my mother was seriously ill, so he stopped bothering with me. Such a character, do you need to prove anything? ”

"Cut...... Maybe he was just worried about our family's notebook and had already inquired about it, so he deliberately set a trap to trick you. You are a fool, you don't know if you've been tricked, and you still intercede for others. Am I your brother or is he your brother? In short, he has to prove that he is of good character, or I will prevent him from getting our notebook even if I die here! ”

This Zhang Decai said hatefully: "What's more, you don't dare to disobey the old man's last words, right?" ”

He brought out his father again, and Zhang Defa could only be silent.

But if you want to prove Zhang Fan's moral character, it is not as simple as proving his strength.

How can this be proven?

Is it that you have been learning to do good deeds for many years to prove it?

Is this too?

Zhang Decai saw that everyone was silent, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a fierce and smug smile.

"Hehe, since you can't prove it, then fuck me out. Otherwise, you don't even know how to die! ”

As soon as I said this, I heard a voice outside the door of Zhang's courtyard: "Is Mr. Zhang inside?" ”

Everyone was stunned, not knowing who the people outside the door were looking for.

Zhang Decai scolded angrily: "There is only Boss Zhang here, there is no Teacher Zhang, get out of here!" ”

But at this time, Zhang Fan said loudly: "I'm here." ”

As soon as these words came out, the three members of the Zhang family looked at it together, and they were all surprised.