Bian Shaowen was able to tell Zhang Fan these things at this time, which was also well thought out and selfish.

After all, whether it is Qiu Tianmang's family strength or personal strength, Bian Shaowen can't afford to provoke him.

But Zhang Fan is a mysterious person who can talk directly to the land lord, which is simply unthinkable for an ordinary person, so Bian Shaowen did not hesitate to risk the danger of offending Qiu Tianmang and told Zhang Fan this.

Of course, when Bian Shaowen whispered to Zhang Fan, Qiu Tianmang also saw it, and guessed what Bian Shaowen would probably say to Zhang Fan, but Qiu Tianmang was not angry, on the contrary, he was quite happy.

If these things come out of his mouth, it may be nothing, but after telling Zhang Fan through Shao Wen's mouth, the effect is undoubtedly much better.

Immediately, Qiu Tianmang smiled evilly and said:

"Bian Shao, I didn't expect you to know Brother Fan too, so I just asked you to be a witness, how about it?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, Qiu Shao's matter with the master, you still have to solve it yourself, I'm just chatting with the master."

Bian Shaowen was a little nervous and resigned again and again.

Hearing this, Qiu Tianmang glanced at Bian Shaowen with disdain, and didn't say anything to him.

He was waiting, waiting for Zhang Fan to accept his request, and then trampled Zhang Fan on the ground.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Gao Xiaotong also ran over and said eagerly:

"Qiu Shao, don't talk to Brother Fan, in case a bump hurts you, it won't be good."

"Heh~"

Qiu Tianmang sneered and continued to look at Zhang Fan, waiting for Zhang Fan's answer.

He didn't think that Zhang Fan could be compared to himself, because he was not as simple as the rumored internal qi to be released, Zhang Fan slapped Lu Li down, and Qiu Tianmang himself could do the same, and he would be more chic than Zhang Fan.

"Brother Fan, don't promise Qiu Shao."

Gao Xiaotong stomped his feet, his face turned red in anxiety, and at the same time, he was also very self-blaming in his heart, "If it weren't for himself, how could Brother Fan be up to Qiu Shao." ”

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Zhang Fan patted Gao Xiaotong's shoulder, then turned his head to look at Qiu Tianmang, and said very plainly:

"It's nothing to fight, it's just that there are no eyes in the fists and feet, and it will inevitably hurt Qiu Shao."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, even if Brother Fan makes a move, if it hurts me, I will also ask for it."

Qiu Tianmang laughed loudly, and secretly scolded Zhang Fan in his heart for not measuring his own strength, and he was not ashamed.

"Let's get started."

Zhang Fan faintly looked forward to it, he really wanted to see if Qiu Tianmang was really as powerful as rumored.

"Let's change places, there are a lot of people here, it's not convenient, and I change my clothes by the way."

Qiu Tianmang pointed to his clothes and said, then pointed at Shao Wen and said, "Go to their taekwondo gym, where is the venue." ”

Zhang Fan naturally would not object to this small request, and after getting Bian Shaowen's consent, Zhang Fan and the others walked towards the taekwondo gym, while Qiu Tianmang went to change his clothes.

Some of the students around also flocked to the taekwondo gym.

In the dressing room, after Qiu Tianmang changed his clothes, he took out a yellow paper talisman from there, looked at it in his hand, and showed a ruthless color at the corner of his mouth.

In the Han University Taekwondo Hall, under the instruction of Bian Shaowen, except for the people from the Taekwondo Club, there were very few people who could come in to watch the battle.

At this time, on the sidelines of the arena, Bian Shaowen stood beside Zhang Fan and asked:

"Master, wouldn't you be too impulsive, why don't you call that ghost friend of yours to come out and help?"

"Yes, Brother Fan, I've also heard that Qiu Shao is very powerful."

After Bian Shaowen finished speaking, Gao Xiaotong also echoed.

"It's okay, you can rest assured."

Zhang Fan waved his hand, but did not take Qiu Tianmang in his eyes.

Through Bian Shaowen's description before, Zhang Fan believes that Qiu Tianmang is at most an internal genius, and he is not a threat to himself.

It didn't take long for Qiu Tianmang, who had changed his clothes, to come to the taekwondo gym, and Qiu Tianmang at this time, dressed in simple casual sportswear, looked a little more handsome.

The two looked at each other and nodded, and then walked into the arena together.

Although there are not many people standing on the sidelines, there are still many discussions, most of them have only heard of Qiu Tianmang's name, but they have never seen Qiu Tianmang make a move, and they are also full of interest at this time.

"Brother Fan, in order to show respect, you should strike first."

Qiu Tianmang didn't have a trace of politeness, and as soon as he came up, he was ready to practice with Zhang Fan.

"It's better for you to strike first, so as not to say that I am bullying the small." Zhang Fan said politely.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Qiu Tianmang was not polite, and after holding his fist, he simply moved his shin bone, making a 'crackling' joint crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Tianmang didn't talk much nonsense, directly aimed at Zhang Fan's neck, stepped forward, waved his palm like a knife, and hit him directly.

This palm is too fast, so fast that it feels unavoidable, and at the same time, it also brings a little palm wind, and there is no doubt that even if it hits a big tree, I am afraid it will be cut off.

Some of the onlookers on the sidelines were also experts, and after seeing Qiu Tianmang's palm, they all secretly compared themselves, but found that they couldn't block this palm at all.

And Gao Xiaotong and Bian Shaowen also clenched their fists, and they both sweated for Zhang Fan.

When most people thought that Zhang Fan couldn't block this palm, a scene happened that they didn't dare to imagine.

Seeing that Qiu Tianmang's palm was about to hit Zhang Fan's neck, Zhang Fan slowly raised his hand and pulled it towards Qiu Tianmang's palm at a strange angle.

Next, the palms of the two hands collide together.

Under the palm of his hand, Qiu Tianmang actually took two steps back before he stabilized his figure, and at the same time, he was shocked.

You must know that although Qiu Tianmang's hand knife retains its strength, it is definitely not something that ordinary masters in the realm of internal qi release can resist.

But Zhang Fan skillfully resolved it, although he hit Qiu Tianmang's palm from the side and did not touch the real power point, but this also shows that Zhang Fan is not an ordinary master.

was also surprised, as well as Zhang Fan, since he knew that Qiu Tianmang had reached the realm of internal strength and external release, Zhang Fan's palm strength had also increased a little, even the previous Xue family's pastoral master could not stop this palm.

But Qiu Tianmang only took two steps back, and he still looked at ease, which made Zhang Fan have to look at Qiu Tianmang again.

"Come again!"

Qiu Tianmang exerted all his strength in his hand, and this time he directly slammed his fist and smashed it towards Zhang Fan's head.

"Brother Fan, be careful."

Gao Xiaotong, who was watching the game from the audience, couldn't recognize it and exclaimed.

Everyone else was also shocked, because Qiu Tianmang's palm actually carried the sound of 'whirring', which was several times stronger than the faint palm wind before.

The power of this punch is enough to blow anyone's head out.

Qiu Tianmang burst into tears, and in the blink of an eye, his fist had reached a meter in front of Zhang Fan.

Hearing only a loud "boom", Zhang Fan punched instantly, and met Qiu Tianmang's fist impartially.

Both of them took a few sharp steps back before they could dissolve each other's full strength.