Chapter Forty-Seven: The Crash's Head Is Enlightened

Since Liu Yifan has made up his mind to improve his status in the Divine Sect, with the image of Wang Erdan's previous lowly martial arts, honest and stupid, it is obviously difficult to do anything, and he must reshape his image.

In order to make his change have a certain rationality and suddenness. After thinking about it for several days, Liu Yifan summed up the various plots in the previous dramas, and combined with his own environment, when someone wanted to bully him, he was deliberately knocked on the head with a wooden sword, and then his head came into close contact with the ground.

Blood spilled all over the ground!

This frightened the people who beat him, they just wanted to bully and bully to vent, but they didn't want to see blood. After all, they are all disciples in the same sect, if things get bigger, they will inevitably be scolded or even expelled from the sect, after all, the canon says to live in harmony, and it is a felony to harm fellow disciples!

That canon may not be of much use to some high-ranking people, but it is a rule that ordinary disciples must follow. After all, there are always a few people in high positions, and they are all more rational, but ordinary disciples are gone, if they all kill each other one by one, it is estimated that there will only be people left to give orders in any force.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers around, Liu Yifan got up when he saw that it was good, said hello to the messenger, and went back to the room to rest.

If these miscellaneous disciples are injured, there is no special doctor to take care of them, at most, they will let you rest for half a day and let you find them yourself.

Of course Liu Yifan won't look for it, he wrapped two circles of gauze around his head and finished it, it's not that he is irresponsible to himself, but he was not injured at all, he was not hit, his head did not hit the ground, everything was pretended by him.

The blood that was all over the ground was not his blood, but he sneaked into other rooms one night in advance, cut through a bottle of blood from a few people who often troubled him, and then sprinkled the blood on the ground when he fell to the ground, because his martial arts were far superior to these miscellaneous disciples who lived in a courtyard, and naturally no one noticed his small movements.

Liu Yifan's purpose in doing this is very simple, that is, to direct and act by himself, because of the head injury, the whole person is like being empowered by Daigo, and it has become different from before!

Then under Liu Yifan's step-by-step performance, the new label of "Wang Erdan's brain was knocked out! martial arts have begun to become more powerful" was gradually accepted by everyone, and his heart was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he hoped that he would be beaten the same day.

Suddenly enlightened about one thing, and then became comfortable, this kind of experience has been experienced by many people, but no one suspects anything, many people see that the stupid Wang Erdan is now entering the country can be described as a thousand miles a day, and they are envious in their hearts and have come to ask for advice.

Even many miscellaneous disciples who have been in the beginner for more than a year and are only learning entry-level martial arts also thought that they could open their heads and turn over like Wang Erdan, and they tried to hit their heads and break the blood......

Seeing that someone was close to him, thinking that since he was mixed in the organization, it was always bad to be too cold, and it was easy to do things only if he had connections, so Liu Yifan also took advantage of the situation and began to get closer to these people.

However, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, although some of them also came to ask for advice, but their faces were full of pride, as if they came to ask to give Wang Erdan face, obviously thinking that Wang Erdan was enlightened in learning martial arts, but he was still the good old man who was easy to bully before.

For this kind of guy who is obviously a miscellaneous disciple in the courtyard, but always feels that he is superior, Liu Yifan will naturally not be polite, and teach the other party every minute to the point that he doesn't even know his own mother, and these people finally realize that Wang Erdan is very terrible when he is cruel!

However, for those who humbly ask for advice, Liu Yifan naturally will not give people any face, although he can't talk about many core things, some simple things can still be said, after all, what he plays is just an open-minded person, and his status can be just a miscellaneous disciple who is learning entry-level martial arts.

Gradually, Wang Erdan has a calm personality and is kind, but when he is in a hurry, he will become very murderous, and this image begins to be accepted by the people around him.

In the martial arts arena, today is the day to challenge the messenger once every three months, and the training in the morning class is temporarily suspended, and everyone is gathered in the courtyard to watch the competition between the challenger and the messenger.

In order to prevent these disciples from being overpowered, thinking that if they can win, they can improve their status and this kind of luck mentality, everyone who challenges needs to come up with three taels of silver as the cost of the challenge.

Win or lose, the money will be taken. Three taels of silver, these miscellaneous disciples can save less than one tael of silver if they don't eat or drink for three months, and if they want to participate, they can only borrow someone else's.

It is also those who have shown their skills on weekdays and basically have a great chance of winning to borrow money to participate in the competition, otherwise if they lose, they will have to stay up for nine months or even more than a year just to repay the money.

Liu Yifan still has more than a dozen taels of silver on him, just to avoid being suspected, he can be regarded as following the local customs, and he borrowed money to compete.

At this time, Liu Yifan was fighting with the entry-level Gong Messenger, and the two had already fought more than a dozen moves.

Even if the Baina swordsmanship is not mature, Liu Yifan didn't dare to use it with all his might, and the one who released the water was a commotion, or he could clean up the person in front of him with one move, but it would be a little too much to be suspected.

"Well, twenty-three moves, it's almost there. Liu Yifan counted silently in his heart, and felt that the pretending was almost over, so he grabbed a flaw and put the wooden sword on the other party's neck.

As soon as the point arrived, Liu Yifan withdrew his sword and bowed down and said, "Accept!"

"Well, that's right! From today onwards, you will be a junior disciple, so tomorrow you will go to the junior messenger to study. Congratulations!" the entry-level messenger had a hint of envy on his face.

The person in front of him didn't even know the other party's name three months ago, but he didn't expect it to become so powerful just by hitting his head, it's really more popular than people, should I also bump it?

The onlookers congratulated Liu Yifan when they saw that he had won. In particular, the two people who lent money to Liu Yifan to participate in the competition jumped up with joy, and their investment was not wrong! In the future, with this junior disciple to support them in the back, are they still walking sideways among the miscellaneous disciples?

The entry-level messenger walked off the field to rest, this challenge is always rotated, the entry-level is finished, it is the turn of the junior personnel to challenge, the primary level is finished, the intermediate level is over, and this is the turn of the entry-level again.

There is only one messenger of each level, and if you don't take turns like this, you will be wheeled without rest, and anyone can pass the challenge, and you won't be able to review the disciples fairly.

The senior ones will not participate, and when they reach that level, they will be selected by the hall master and the deputy hall master in person.

"Well, what are you doing standing here?" The junior messenger walked up, but saw that Liu Yifan was still standing in the middle of the field and did not go down.

Liu Yifan bowed down and said, "I want to challenge you!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers was in an uproar.

"I'm going to Wang Erdan, is my brain really broken, is this trying to ascend to heaven in one step?"

"This kid is overly ambitious, is he really invincible when he hits his head?"

"It costs a lot of money to challenge a junior disciple, and if he loses for a while, he will definitely cry!"

"It's ridiculous to be overpowered. ”

"No, I believe Brother Wang can win!"

"Why?"

"Because, because I borrowed him a silver tael!"

"I borrowed it too!"

The audience was talking about it, and the junior messenger just said "oh", and said with a facial expression: "You know the rules, right?"

"Yes. Liu Yifan said, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and threw it to the disciple who was responsible for collecting money in the field.

The disciple picked it up, swiped it twice, nodded at the junior transmission messenger, and said, "It's ten taels." ”

"Then come!" the junior messenger didn't say a word, and swung his sword and attacked.

Different from the decent way of learning art from a young age, many people in the Demon Sect are actually halfway monks, so it is not uncommon for this kind of continuous challenge in the Demon Sect, but there are many of them.

Because among these disciples who have joined the sect, although there are some ordinary people who don't know martial arts, more people already have a foundation in martial arts, and some are not even weak!

In order to allow capable people to quickly reflect their due value, the Demon Sect has always adopted a selection method based on ability. Not to mention that it's just an opportunity to learn a higher level of martial arts, what hall master, what divine envoy, what venerable, as long as you have the ability and some ambition, even the seat of the sect leader can be sitting!

Today's sect leader Dong Zhuo has spent more than 20 years killing all the way from a small disciple, and he can be described as a model for all disciples.

For the famous and decent people who pay attention to the teacher's inheritance, qualifications, identity, etc., this kind of Demon Sect, regardless of their identity and background, is simply the way of the capable person to ascend has always been a shame for them, and they feel that the Demon Sect is too frivolous and has no accumulation, so it will perish in batches, and none of them can be passed down for hundreds of generations, unlike them, there are some century-old sects and the like at every turn.

But for some people, this rule is an ideal place for him to show his ambitions, if there is a capable person who is a demon, then I don't know how many people hope that they will also become a demon.

Of course, in this way of ascending to the position of the powerful, it is unknown how many people will shed blood and how many people will die on the way from disciple to sect leader.

Jingle Bell Weapons collided fiercely, under the gaze of countless mockers from the audience.

When Liu Yifan counted to ninety-two moves, a sword was pressed against the opponent's throat, ending the battle.

"Take!"