"I like the saying that the son helps the young master, the dragon does not live with the snake."
A young man in a yellow robe looked at Zifu with a smile: "Since there are still people who haven't arrived, there is no point in waiting here to drink. Why not, I will have a discussion with this fellow Taoist, which can be used to attract others and give everyone some fun.
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He turned his head and stared at Lu Fan: "If you can survive three moves under me, it will prove that you are qualified to sit here as equals with us."
"If you can't withstand even three attacks, I think you should leave on your own and don't embarrass yourself here."
"Discussion?"
Dongfang Yanran's pretty face sank slightly. The gap between the overseas world and her previous imagination was getting wider and wider. The monks would start fighting if they disagreed, and even the excuses they gave were so lame.
She began to realize that this world of the weak and the strong was neither simple nor safe.
When the other geniuses heard this, they didn't show too many expressions on their faces, as if this was a common occurrence.
In this kind of genius-level gathering, discussion is an indispensable part.
Everyone is at a young age, and they are all arrogant. They usually practice in their own caves and get exhausted. After finally coming out, they drank a few glasses of wine and practiced a few tricks. This is a normal thing.
This seems to have become an unspoken rule, but everyone will not fight with all their strength, they will just stop there and save their energy for the main competition of the top ranking.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with the young man in yellow robe wanting to challenge Lu Fan.
"Sparring?"
Lu Fan asked calmly: "Do we have to compete?"
"Yes, we must learn from each other."
The young man in yellow robe smiled: "Don't you dare? It doesn't matter if you don't dare. Just take your master and leave here."
In their eyes, Dongfang Yanran is too beautiful. Usually, there must be a certain force and family behind such a woman.
As for Lu Fan, he looks too ordinary, probably just like Dongfang Yanran's slave.
In front of beautiful women, beating up a drowned dog to show off their prowess is what they are most happy to see.
At this time, many people in the hall looked at Lu Fan with gloating eyes.
This young man in yellow robes, named Huo Tian, is a disciple of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land on the West Sea. He is ranked 27th on the Heavenly Ranking. He is also a fierce man. His strength has reached the early stage of the divine realm. Lu Fan can take two moves from him.
It's extremely difficult.
Only Tianlei looked at Huo Tian with a strange look, and he was somewhat gloating... In his impression, when Lu Fan was in the South China Sea Wonderland, he did not fall behind when facing the early stage of the divine realm, and was even able to fight.
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Not to mention that he personally went to Tianling Island and looted countless magic weapons, techniques, and opportunities in the South China Sea Wonderland.
He felt that Lu Fan's current strength should be in the middle stage of God Realm. If he were to play in the early stage of God Realm, wouldn't it be the same as playing?
"Do you dare to fight?"
Huo Tian urged impatiently: "If you don't dare to fight, then get out! You are just a coward!"
"Okay, since you are so enthusiastic, I have no choice but to be disrespectful."
Lu Fan stretched out and said, "Just fight."
"Hahahahahaha!"
Huo Tian laughed wildly, walked out of his seat, and came to the middle of the hall: "Come on."
The space in this hall is very large, and there is an open space, which is suitable for competition and discussion, but a certain amount of power needs to be controlled to avoid destroying the entire Biyu Pavilion.
Of course, with old man Ziyang here, no matter what they do, nothing will happen.