"It's okay, I'll try."

Zhang Fan said lightly.

Zhang Defa and Sister-in-law Zhang listened and nodded secretly.

Zhang Decai didn't know Zhang Fan's rank, but they did.

A level 7 quasi-martial artist has already met the first condition;

And Zhang Defa was already injured, and his level was so much worse than Zhang Fan, so he naturally couldn't beat Zhang Fan.

This satisfies the second condition;

As for the third condition, just because he was obviously deceived but didn't care about this when he heard about his family's situation, he knew that his character was not bad.

So in their opinion, this notebook is basically Zhang Fan's.

Zhang Decai was a little surprised.

He didn't know Zhang Fan's rank, and thought that at his age, Zhang Fan was probably just a second- or third-level quasi-martial artist.

Nowhere near the standard his father said.

I didn't expect this guy to try it.

Pressing the surprise in his heart, he sneered: "Okay, just try." That's the dynamometer, the measurement. ”

As he spoke, the disdainful smile on his face widened.

Sample, and dare to pretend in front of me.

Wait for the test results to come out and see if Lao Tzu doesn't break your dog's legs.

Just as he was imagining Zhang Fan's broken leg and squeaking in his heart, he heard a bang, and Zhang Fan's fist had hit the rubber ball on the dynamometer.

Zhang Decai didn't even look at it, and said: "Big brother and sister-in-law, see it, you can't reach level 5, you still want to give him the old man's notebook, you are disrespectful to the old man......"

As soon as he said this, his eyes inadvertently swept to the screen of the dynamometer, and his voice suddenly stopped abruptly.

"How...... How can it be? ”

Zhang Decai was so surprised that he had already made a strange sound.

Could it be that I was mistaken?

He rubbed his eyes and looked.

Then he shook his head: "I don't believe it!" ”

Then I took a few steps forward.

I saw that the handwriting on it was clear.

Power: 3.124 tons

Level: Level 7 Martial Artist

He looked back at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

This guy who doesn't look amazing, a hairy boy who is only seventeen or eighteen years old, turned out to be a level 7 quasi-martial artist?

That's scary, isn't it?

I think I was already extremely talented back then, and it was only when I was twenty-five years old that I reached level 7 quasi-martial artist.

How terrifyingly talented is this guy?

After a while, he retracted his shocked expression and said, "I don't believe it, there must be something wrong with the dynamometer." Change the force tester and test it again. ”

Zhang Defa was so angry that he coughed a few more times.

How could he have such a scoundrel brother.

The facts are in front of us, and we still don't admit it.

"Don't mess around, there's a problem with the dynamometer? Don't you know if there's a problem if you punch yourself? ”

Zhang Decai thought for a while: "Yes, big brother, you are really smart, then I'll try." ”

Punch it out.

I saw that the dynamometer showed:

Power: 3.883 tons

Level: Level 8 Martial Artist

He laughed twice: "It seems that there is indeed no problem." You'll have passed the first level. So now the second level ......"

Sister-in-law Zhang said: "The second level is that as long as you beat Defa, you will be able to pass." Now that Defa is 3 levels worse than him, he can definitely win. So this level is considered to be passed......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Decai waved his hand: "No, no, no, no, sister-in-law, are you in such a hurry to give away the old man's notebook?" This second level ......"

Zhang Decai's eyes rolled, and he grinned: "No matter how high his level is, how can he know that he can win my eldest brother if he hasn't compared?" So it has to be compared. ”

Sister-in-law Zhang glared at Zhang Decai and said, "Didn't you see that he was unwell?" ”

Zhang Decai grinned: "It is precisely because he is not feeling well, so I will do this for me." It is also appropriate for the brother to share the burden for the elder brother. Hey, boy, if you can beat me, you'll pass this level. ”

"You ......"

Zhang De was so angry that he coughed again.

This younger brother of his own is really too shameless and too scoundrel.

Sister-in-law Zhang also said: "Before leaving, my father-in-law said that as long as he is better than Defa, not you." What's more, you are already a level 8 quasi-martial artist, and this little brother is only level 7, how can he win you. You're obviously a strong man. ”

"Hey, exactly."

Zhang Decai smiled and said to Zhang Fan: "Boy, don't you dare?" Don't dare to fuck out of Lao Tzu, otherwise you really have to try it and break your dog's legs, no wonder Lao Tzu. ”

Zhang Fan stood tall and unafraid.

"Come on."

As soon as he said this, Sister-in-law Zhang and Zhang Defa were shocked.

Then he hurriedly persuaded: "Little brother, his level is higher than yours, you can't win at all." And I, an unsuccessful brother, is ruthless, and if you fight him, you will either die or be disabled. You'll have to think twice. ”

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "I'm measured." ”

Zhang Decai thought that if he proposed to compete with himself, this guy would immediately be scared.

After all, he is one level below himself, which means that he will be crushed by himself.

I didn't expect this guy to really dare to agree.

"Not afraid of death?"

Zhang Decai smiled and said: "Very good, then I'll let you see and understand, what is a level 8 quasi-martial artist...... By the way, in order to add some material to the competition, we won't stop with our bare hands, and go directly to the weapon. What do you think? If you don't dare, just admit defeat and get out. ”

After Zhang Decai finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Fan with a playful face.

He said this to scare Zhang Fan away.

In case you can't retreat, it's even better, the sword has no eyes, and the shot directly results in this kid, and no one can say anything.

And looking at this kid's clothes, I'm afraid it's also from the slums.

Kill him, and few people notice.

Zhang Fan naturally understood what this Zhang Decai had in mind, he didn't have any expression on his face, and said lightly: "As you wish." ”

Zhang Defa and Zhang's sister-in-law saw each other and hurriedly dissuaded them.

"Little brother, don't do it. My brother is ruthless, I am afraid that you will be seriously injured with your bare hands, and with weapons, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed. ”

Zhang Decai laughed coldly: "I have already agreed, but I can't go back." ”

As he spoke, he quickly went to the next room, and after more than ten seconds, he took out a long knife.

He didn't ask Zhang Fan what weapon he wanted, and said directly: "Let's start when you're ready." ”

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

Zhang Decai didn't expect this kid to be so stunned, he didn't even want a weapon, so he directly said that he was ready.

But it's good, since that's the case, you can wait for Lao Tzu to die.

He put the knife across his chest, looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said: "Your level is lower than mine, and I won't take advantage of you, so I'll let you strike first." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Fan with a sneer.

What if you strike first?

You're lower than me, and you're not armed.

Don't let you strike first, even if you make a hundred moves, you'll have to die for me!