Zheng An repaired his physical injuries and prepared to fight Zhuang Bufan again.

This time, he will no longer despise this opponent, and will use the most ruthless tricks against him.

"Look at me, the iron hand is merciless. Zheng An shouted, and a dazzling light erupted from his hand, making Zhuang Bufan a little unable to open his eyes.

This time, the yellow light was even more dazzling than the last one, and at the same time, the power had risen several levels compared to before.

That's why he was so dazzling when he appeared in front of people again.

Zhuang Bufan didn't dare to take Zheng An's iron hand ruthlessly, and this time the power was even more powerful than the last time.

How can Zhuang Bufan deal with this? He can't cope with this kind of demonic power at all.

But......

Zhuang Bufan has a wealth of combat experience, which is fed by the dealer with one move.

In the dealer's house, the brothers were eager to knock him down, and it was because of this that Zhuang Bufan's rich experience in fighting was created.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhuang Bufan's eyes swept away, and the small sword in his hand was thrown out very quickly, and when Zheng An was about to rush to fight Zhuang Bufan, he had already sprinted up.

And these, in the eyes of Zheng An, are very disdainful, just this little trifle, and want to cause harm to me, it is too arrogant.

However, who is Zhuang Bufan? Will he do useless things? Of course not.

This trick is just a foreshadowing for the next trick.

Zheng An shook his iron hand, knocked out the small sword that was sprinting, and was about to continue sprinting.

An unexpected surprise arose that he didn't expect......

Immediately after that came a knife, the white light of the knife was inconspicuous in the daytime, and just now, it stabbed into Zheng An's chest.

"This ...... How is that possible?" Zheng An looked at the knife on his chest in disbelief.

The blade is halfway in, leaving the hilt behind, which looks ...... It seems to be mocking his arrogance.

"You are still too weak, as a martial disciple of the Eight Heavens, you didn't take advantage of your advantages, thinking that my sword was my last move? ”

Zhuang Bufan shook his head and sneered.

Looking at Zhuang Bufan, Zheng An learned for the first time how terrible this teenager was.

He didn't expect that under a pitch-black small sword, there was also a white knife hidden, because of the extremely fast speed in broad daylight, he paid all his attention to the small sword, and he didn't notice that Zhuang Bufan had secretly stabbed him in the chest with the white knife.

"You're amazing, but no matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to a genius. There are more people in this world who are better than you. Don't think that you only have a little force, and if you defeat me, you can laugh at me at will, I want to tell you, you don't have an awakened totem, in this Middle-earth, you are just a waste, and compared with the genius who has awakened the totem, the gap between you and them will get bigger and bigger. ”

These words undoubtedly pierced Zhuang Bufan's heart, and his greatest pain stemmed from the inability to awaken the totem.

For him, if he wants to become the strongest in the world, without a totem, it is a fool's dream.

He knew very well that there was a difference between an unawakened warrior and an awakened warrior.

You know, how big is this gap, he has read books, and the books are all talking about the deep helplessness caused by this gap.

Don't look at his strength and ability, he can challenge beyond the level, it is just in the realm of martial apprentices, if he climbs up again, it is not something he can control.

Zhuang Bufan leaned down, picked up the small sword that had fallen on the ground, and wiped the stains on it.

In addition, he came to Zheng An, and under Zheng An's flustered look, he pulled out the knife with a cold face.

"What you said is not wrong, there is no awakening totem, and if you want to become the strongest, you are simply a fool's dream. Don't forget, when you say this, please also look at yourself, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson as an eightfold heavenly martial artist who has no awakening totem and can't even beat a young man who can't even use force?"

Thundered......

That's right, Zhuang Bufan is a waste, and he can't even do the awakening totem.

But this is not something that Zheng An, who is worse than waste, can evaluate.

Zhuang Bufan's strength is much stronger than him, much stronger......

Zhuang Bufan continued to raise his head, his eyes spewing fire and said, "You...... You, who are only playing tricks, will never be able to defeat me. You will always be trampled on the soles of my feet, no matter if I lose all my strength, or if your strength increases greatly. ”

These words immediately made Zheng An, who was already having a pain in his chest, angry, spitting blood from his mouth, and shouted, "You...... You ......"

Then he fainted.

Zhuang Bufan shook his head and said helplessly, "I didn't expect to faint so easily, I really don't need to be scolded." I think when I was young, didn't I grow up in abuse? I can't even bear this humiliation, and what qualifications do I have. ”

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

In the end, Zhuang Bufan won the battle.

At this time, Zhuang Bufan's physical condition was not as good as just now, the strenuous exercise made his chest stuffy, his muscles and veins hot, and his head was dizzy due to a scorching air current.

He quickened his pace, trying to get into the house for a while.

And on the open field, Zheng An, who had fainted, was found and pinched in the middle of the person.

When he woke up slowly, the person who rescued him asked him why he fainted to the ground, as he was defeated by Zhuang Bufan, who had no force, Zheng Anzhong refused to say anything.

Just take the vague words and fool the past.

For him, how could he tell the people of the Song family about his injury, if someone said that he had leaked his mouth, he might be suspected by the brothers and sisters of the Song family.

This is called how he will get close to Song Xinyi's little sister in the future.

In the house, Zhuang Bufan immediately ran a special breathing method to calm down the restlessness in his body.

When he opened his eyes, Zhuang Bufan said in a clear voice that only he could hear, "You really have to be good, but you can't be strong, don't even the muscles and veins that have just been repaired are damaged by you." ”

Zhuang Bufan looked at the meridians in his body, they were still very fragile, and they needed Zhuang Bufan's continuous recuperation and exercise before they could be expected to continue to cultivate.

This time, Zhuang Bufan didn't go to the cultivation in a hurry, and after resting for a while, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it leisurely.

And I took a book from nowhere, flipped through it, and read it shallowly.

On self-cultivation, Zhuang Bufan has experience, without him, as a character who has experienced strong winds and waves, there is always a heart that is not shocked.

It's just that the symptoms of faint pain in the chest still haven't changed well.

Speaking of which, it is also strange that Zhuang Bufan's muscles and veins have been repaired, and he asked Jing Lao why he felt the skin on his chest burning.

Under Jing Lao's careful questioning, he couldn't figure it out, so he could only blame it on the sequelae, and told him that as long as he took care of it, he could heal his injuries.

Zhuang Bufan thought that with the repair of his muscles and veins, everything would be fine.

However, the symptoms tend to worsen as the muscles and veins are repaired.

The chest is hot, and occasionally streaks can be clearly seen protruding outward.

This very torturous state, Zhuang Bufan is a little unbearable.

Whenever he needed to sleep in the dead of night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night.

It wasn't until it was almost dawn that I fell asleep.

Whew......

The door opened, and a slim girl walked out of the door, with a ruddy face and a pair of smart eyes, patrolling the room until she saw Zhuang Bufan reading a book at the table, and then she showed joy.

"Brother Fanfan, how are you doing these days? Song Xinyi's crisp voice came, as beautiful as a silver bell.

"Well, thanks to the blessing of Jing Lao, I have repaired my muscles and veins, so that I can gather a trace of force, as long as I recuperate, it will not be a dream to re-cultivate force. ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Bufan's eyes were obviously shining.

"That's good, I'm here to congratulate Brother Extraordinary on his ability to cultivate martial arts again and climb to the peak of martial arts. Song Xinyi clenched her hands and said congratulations, with a smile on her face.

"Yes, I will definitely climb to the peak of martial arts. ”

Zhuang Bufan put down the book in his hand, stared at Miss Song's beautiful face, and said affirmatively.