Shen Cangsheng had just come back, heard the movement inside, rushed in, saw the palm prints on the ground and the broken blue stele, grabbed his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Fan'er, you have broken through to the second stage!"

Shen Fan nodded vigorously, seeing his father's appearance, he didn't know what to say.

"I know that my Shen Cangsheng's son is not a waste material!" Shen Cangsheng was overjoyed, took his hand and laughed: "My son is not a waste material, he has broken through the second stage of the open pulse!"

Shen Cangsheng laughed so much that tears came out.

He originally thought that even if Shen Fan had Jing Yuanzhi's help, he would need a month or two of penance to break through the second stage of the opening pulse, but now, Shen Fan only took one day to break through!

What does this mean?

This shows that his son Shen Cangsheng is not a waste material, his son has awakened his cultivation talent, just like he did back then!

"Our son is not a waste material, Huang'er, do you say?" Shen Cangsheng cried and laughed, muttering into the void.

Seeing that Shen Cangsheng was so excited, Shen Fan almost told the secret of the Yin Yang God Money, but in the end he held back.

Now, he is indeed no worse than those so-called geniuses, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has awakened his talent, but the origin of this thing is too mysterious, and the less one person knows, it is less dangerous.

"Fan'er, step by step, father is waiting for the day when you become a strong man!" Shen Cangsheng sighed.

"Yes. Shen Fan clenched Shen Cangsheng's hand.

The next day, early in the morning, Shen Fan practiced a set of stele palms and stopped.

"With my current strength, there is still a gap between me and the disciples of the third stage of the Open Pulse. Shen Fan wiped his sweat and muttered.

There are nine sections of the open pulse, each of which is a new peak, and the more you go to the back, the stronger the strength. The disciple of the third stage of the opening pulse is only one step away from the martial artist, and the condensation of the vitality, the strength of the physical body, and the high level of martial arts are far superior to the current him.

His stele opening palm is okay to deal with ordinary people, but if he encounters a master, his strength is not enough, so he needs to cultivate more advanced martial arts.

"The top priority is to go to the library hall and choose two martial arts, to further improve your strength, win the martial debate, and then attack the third stage of the open pulse. ”

The Library Hall is the center of Blackwater Academy, located in the middle of the area.

Shen Fan went all the way over, and for the first time met the disciples of the third stage of the opening vein, and there were even many martial artists who had entered the fourth stage, and the aura on their bodies was huge, which brought him a lot of pressure.

The closer you get to the library, the more pedestrians there will be.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the three people who came out of the library with a complicated expression.

"Wow, look, it's Zhao Minji, the first beauty in the outer courtyard, the daughter of the Imperial Capital General's Mansion!"

"And Liu Jie, the top ten masters of the outer court, the eldest son of the official department!"

"How did they get together?"

......

Listening to everyone's comments, Shen Fan felt bad in his heart, and muttered, "I didn't expect to see you here." ”

Zhao Minji was dressed in a white suit, wearing a long sword at her waist, and the sword was three feet and three inches long.

The bright eyes, red lips, Qiong nose, and moth eyebrows are all peerless beauty, but the aura she exudes is repelled thousands of miles away, just like that cold sword.

She is the proud daughter of the sky of the Black Water Academy, and it is said that even high-level martial arts have been cultivated to a certain level, and she is one of the top ten disciples of the outer court.

She was followed by a little maid, talking and laughing with a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a slender figure, the man was none other than Liu Jie, who ranked third among the top ten disciples in the outer courtyard.

Liu Jie stood out from the thousands of disciples of the outer court, which showed his strength and talent. It is said that he can deal with ordinary disciples of the outer court who are at the peak of the third stage of the opening vein, and except for the ten disciples of the outer court, the rest of the people are not his enemies.

The little maid and Liu Jie were chatting very happily, and suddenly she stopped, stared at Shen Fan who was standing quietly, pulled Zhao Minji's sleeve, and exclaimed, "Miss, isn't that your waste fiancé?"

Liu Jie, who was behind her, frowned when he heard this, and then looked at Shen Fan coldly.

"Shen Fan!" The cold expression on Zhao Minji's face loosened a little, and she seemed to have a smile on her face.

She and Shen Fan were childhood sweethearts, and they had no guesses, but after entering Blackwater Academy, because she was a lady of the sky, and Shen Fan was just a waste material, the two gradually drifted apart.

After arriving at Blackwater Academy, everyone around her flattered her, and there was not even a single person to talk to her.

She wanted to talk to Shen Fan, but Shen Fan didn't want to talk to him.

Not for anything else, just because Shen Fan is a waste material, whenever Shen Fan is with her, other disciples will always make irresponsible remarks!

Shen Fan is at the age of hot-blooded Fang Gang, where can he stand the ridicule of others? Naturally, he is reluctant to meet with him.

Especially after the two of them didn't know who broke out of the doll kiss since childhood, there were more people who ridiculed Shen Fan, saying that Shen Fan was a lazy toad and wanted to eat swan meat!

Shen Fan was even more inferior.

It's been a long time since I've seen him.

Zhao Minji wanted to walk over.

"It's you. Shen Fan said.

He looked at Zhao Minji, and his heart was not good.

At that time, Zhao Minji was recognized as a martial arts genius, she began to practice martial arts at the age of fifteen, and in just one year, she cultivated to the third stage of the open pulse, and now looking at her breath, she has reached the peak of the third stage of the open pulse.

Compared with her, Shen Fan cultivated martial arts at the age of fifteen, and he always stopped at the opening of the pulse for a year, which is the difference between cloud and mud, and it is really a waste material among waste materials.

At that time, he stood in front of Zhao Minji, and he was so inferior that he didn't dare to meet Zhao Minji at all, but from now on, he ...... Everything is going to change.

"One day I will tell the world that I am not a waste material, I am not a lazy toad! I am you, Zhao Minji's fiancé!"

"Long time no see. Shen Fan said with a smile.

Zhao Minji was slightly surprised, only to feel that Shen Fan was much more confident now than before.

"Hey, Shen Wastewood, get out of the way, don't disturb my young lady and Liu Gongzi talking!" The little maid crossed her waist with one hand, pointed at Shen Fan's nose and said, "You are not worthy of my young lady!"

"Huh, isn't that Shen Wastewood, why did he stop Zhao Minji?"

"He won't be stupid, a peerless beauty like Zhao Minji, with high talent, how can he cling to it? Alas, this person still has to be self-aware. ”

......

Liu Jie saw the expressions of Shen Fan and Zhao Minji, and after thinking about the relationship between Shen Fan and Zhao Minji, an indelible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Shen Fan's brows furrowed, these people's words made him have a nameless anger. Now, he's not a scrap. A bunch of short-sighted people!

"Xiaomei!" Zhao Minji stopped Xiaomei.

"Miss!" Xiaomei was unrelenting.

"How can you talk to him like that!" Zhao Minji scolded Xiaomei, and then was about to talk to Shen Fan.

Shen Fan passed by.

Shen Fan didn't want to explain more, so let's wait until the assessment!

Not long after Shen Fan left, he chased after him alone.

"Are you the waste material Shen Fan?" Liu Jie came to Shen Fan and sneered.

Liu Jie has been chasing Zhao Minji, and he thinks that such a proud girl of heaven is worthy as long as he is worthy. Shen Fan is Zhao Minji's fiancé, and Zhao Minji's attitude towards Shen Fan is a little unusual, so it can't be forgiven.

Shen Fan became vigilant.

"Look, Liu Jie is in trouble with Shen Scrapwood. ”

"Shen Waste is asking for hardship, who doesn't know, Liu Jie is pursuing Zhao Minji!"

"Liu Jie is ruthless, and he is one of the top three disciples in the outer court, and he is the cultivation of the peak of the third stage of the opening pulse, and if he goes down with one move, it is estimated that he can beat that waste material into waste!"

......

Shen Fan was not afraid that Liu Jie would trouble him, but the most important thing at the moment was to enter the library hall, and he didn't want to delay, so he said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way." ”

"What are you talking about!" Liu Jie was slightly flustered, as if he didn't hear Shen Fan's words clearly, and seemed to be surprised that Shen Waste, a famous person in the outer courtyard, dared to talk to him in such a tone.

"Get out!" Shen Fan said again.

"Haha, you told me to get out of the way?" It's up to you, Shen Wastewood, you tell me to get out of the way!" Liu Jie seemed to hear a big joke, held his head high, pointed at Shen Fan, squinted, and said: "Give you a chance, kneel down, kowtow three times, I forgive you for your rudeness, otherwise...... I'll cut out your tongue!"

"Try?" Shen Fan was not afraid at all, he knew that he was not Liu Jie's opponent, but he also had the cultivation of the second stage of the opening pulse, and with the help of the soul eye and Dacheng's opening tablet palm, he fought hard, and Liu Jie didn't think about it.

"You're looking for death!" Liu Jie didn't expect Shen Fan to be so tough, just a waste, in front of everyone, he dared to be arrogant in front of him, if he didn't teach him a good lesson, where would he put his face?