When Zhang Fanan woke up again, it was the evening of the next day, and Zhang Fanan's mother was very happy to see Zhang Fanan wake up. She asked Zhang Fan'an: Son, are you awake, are you hungry? Mom cooks for you.

Zhang Fan'an sat up and briefly recalled what happened before, and then said to his mother: "I'm not hungry, but I'm a little tired." ”

Then you rest more, this time, you won the first place in the martial arts competition, your father is almost happy, it is worthy of my son to give your mother a long face, Zhang Fan'an s mother said with a smile.

Oh, by the way, what about my father? Why haven't you seen him all this time? Zhang Fanan asked.

Hearing Zhang Fan'an's words, Zhang Fan'an's mother's face, which was still happy just now, immediately became gloomy. Not to mention, the oppression of us in the upper realm has been getting bigger and bigger recently, and the tax was only 50% before, but now it has received 60%, and your father is still busy in the store.

After hearing this, Zhang Fanan said: "When I become a peerless great sword cultivator in the future, I will definitely destroy the upper realm, so that everyone can live a good life." ”

Okay, mom is waiting for you. At this moment, Zhang Fan'an's father returned. Son, you really fight for your father's face, let's have a drink today.

In the evening, there was a big table of dishes on the table, and Zhang Fan'an's father kept laughing, he kept exaggerating Fan An and said: My son is at stake, and when he grows up, he put the wine glass close to Zhang Fan'an and said, "Come and let's have a drink." This was Zhang Fan'an's first time drinking, and the fishy and spicy smell almost made him vomit.

Early the next morning, Zhang Fanan was ready to leave for the college, and Zhang Fanan's father also set off to work in the store. As soon as the two went out, they ran into a neighbor.

Good morning, father and son! The neighbor said.

What? You said that my son Wubi won the first place, oops, humble and modest. Zhang Fan'an's father boasted about his son to his neighbors.

At this time, Zhang Fanan was speechless for a while, and hurriedly fled from here.

When it arrived, Zhang Fan'an, the veteran of the Sword Sect, called out and said: "In the future, you can practice with confidence, I have already solved the person in the Fist Sect, by the way, you are now at the ninth level, although you are already invincible in the entire academy, but in the entire Nether Realm, you will know that your talent is not worth mentioning at all." The next tenth level is not so easy to break through, and after breaking through you will be able to communicate with people's souls. ”

Communicating with the human soul? Zhang Fanan was puzzled.

After death, a person's soul will exist for an hour, and a person who has reached level 10 can communicate with the soul at this hour. Fu Lao said.

Sounds amazing, Zhang Fanan said.

"It's nothing magical, practice hard, and the stronger you get, the more magical things you will find. And the tenth level is not so easy to break through, and now you are consolidating the foundation. Now your foundation is unstable, and it is difficult to improve. Come with me, I've designed a whole new way for you to train. Fu Lao said.

Zhang Fan'an followed Fu Lao to a flat place, where there were eighteen huge iron figures. Each iron man is about two meters long, and each of them is clenched into fists, and the fists are as big as their heads.

Fu Lao said to Zhang Fan'an: "Now your task is to defeat them. You have to be careful that their iron fist is not fatal, but it hurts very much. ”

Zhang Fanan said: "It's okay, I'm just careful, and after speaking, he raised his sword and rushed forward." ”

At this time, Fu Lao stopped Zhang Fanan and said: Bring the sword, if you hold the sword, will he beat you or you will hit him.

But I'm a sword cultivator, how can I fight without a sword? Zhang Fan'an said.

I didn't say you wouldn't use a sword, so come on! Fu Lao still gave Zhang Fanan a small wooden sword.

Taking the sword, Zhang Fan'an said in surprise: "Old Fu, you let me use this thing, it's better to let the iron man kill me directly." ”

Fu Lao said unhurriedly: "A true sword cultivator can use everything in the world as a sword, a leaf, and a piece of grass can be used as a sword. This is the real sword cultivator, now that I give you a wooden sword, you are going to give up, how can you become a real sword cultivator? ”

After speaking, Fu Lao left, and only Zhang Fanan was left in the field. Zhang Fanan shook his head and rushed towards the eighteen iron men. Soon there were screams from the audience.