Nangong Cheng is a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of Immortal Lord. Naturally, there won't be much problem if he wants to heal Nangong Fei's injuries.
After all, Wang Fan did not really cripple Nangong Fei, but only interrupted many tendons in his body.
If Nangong Cheng hadn't wanted to bring the injured Nangong Fei to see Mr. Yan to question him, he might have already treated Nangong Fei's injuries.
In less than an hour, under Nangong Cheng's treatment, Nangong Fei's injuries had healed and he was full of life again.
Wang Fan saw Nangong Fei's injury healed and said calmly, "Now that Nangong Fei's injury has recovered, let's go to the martial arts arena in the inner gate."
Nangong Fei was stunned when he heard this and said angrily, "We can just compete here. What are we going to do in the martial arts field?"
Although he was confident that he could not be defeated by Wang Fan with one move, he also knew that he was definitely no match for Wang Fan.
Under such circumstances, how could he be willing to go to the martial arts arena?
If other disciples see that Nangong Fei was beaten to pieces by Wang Fan, how can he have the face to see others in the future?
Not to mention Nangong Fei, even Nangong Cheng's face darkened.
How could he not know that Wang Fan deliberately wanted to embarrass Nangong Fei?
Wang Fan didn't wait for Nangong Cheng to speak at all, he glanced at Nangong Fei coldly, and said calmly, "Since it is a competition, and it is a competition that concerns my life, then I will naturally strive to ensure fairness."
"I have just informed many inner and outer sect brothers and told them about this battle so that they can witness it together."
"Senior Brother Nangong doesn't dare to go to the martial arts field with me to fight. Is it because he feels guilty and is afraid that his lies will be exposed?"
When Nangong Fei heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
At this moment, Mr. Yan also laughed out loud, "Mr. Nangong, didn't you say that everything my apprentice said was all lies?"
"In this case, why not go to the martial arts field for a fight? Real gold can't be tempered by fire, right?"
Nangong Cheng's face turned black and he wished he could slap Yan Mu and Wang Fan to death.
However, in the end, he still endured it.
He never expected that things would develop to this point.
The most important thing is that looking at Nangong Fei's expression, he has realized that Nangong Fei might have really lied before.
"Just go, maybe I'm still afraid of you."
"Nangong Fei, as a second-level Immortal Lord monk, are you still afraid of a mere ninth-level Immortal King? Are you still unable to take one of his moves?"
Nangong Cheng could only say this with a gloomy face.
Next, a group of people walked in the direction of the martial arts field.
At the same time, countless Wangyun Palace disciples had also inquired and gathered towards the martial arts arena.
Today, Wang Fan's reputation in Wangyun Palace is at its peak.
He wanted to challenge Nangong Fei, which naturally attracted the attention of countless disciples.
Everyone wants to know whether this Wang Fan can cross the realm and defeat Nangong Fei on the second floor of the Immortal Lord.
After all, only a few people had seen Wang Fan defeat Nangong Fei with one punch, and most people had no idea about it.
Even if someone hears it, they won't believe it at all.
There is no way, the peak of the Immortal King and the second level of the Immortal Lord are one big realm and two small realms apart, how can it be so easy to cross.
For a time, countless disciples were heading towards the martial arts arena, which seemed quite lively.
When Wang Fan, Nangong Fei and his group walked to the martial arts arena, the martial arts arena, which could accommodate nearly ten thousand people, was already filled with disciples, making it look like a huge crowd.
"Look, Nangong Fei is here."
"Could it be that the one next to Senior Sister Yanyue is Wang Fan?"
"Is that Senior Brother Wang Fan? He seems too low-key."
Seeing Wang Fan and his entourage coming in, countless disciples started talking.
Most people's eyes fell on Wang Fan, looking extremely curious.
Nangong Fei looked at so many disciples, his face looking extremely gloomy.
Wang Fan seemed much more relaxed. He smiled at the disciples, then looked at Nangong Fei and said, "Please, don't worry. In order to prevent you from being too embarrassed, I promise that I will only use one move."
Wang Fan's words were transmitted through sound transmission, so only Nangong Fei could hear it, and the other disciples could not hear it at all.
Even Nangong Cheng and Mr. Yan only knew that Wang Fan was transmitting messages, but they could not hear what Wang Fan said at all.
When Nangong Fei heard Wang Fan's words, he was furious.
This bastard is too arrogant and looks down on others, right?
"Hmph, if you want to defeat me with one move, just go ahead and dream. I, Nangong Fei, am not that weak." Nangong Fei replied angrily via voice transmission.
However, when he said this, he was obviously at a disadvantage.
Because the meaning expressed by his words was already obvious, that is, he had no intention of defeating Wang Fan at all, but just wanted to take Wang Fan's move.
"Oh, really? I hope you won't disappoint me. You Nangong Fei is a strong man on the second level of Immortal King, but I am only at the peak of Immortal King."
"If you can't even catch one of my moves, then Nangong Fei, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold your head high as a human being in the future."
"The nearly 10,000 disciples present will treat you as a laughing stock."
Wang Fan's tone was calm and collected.
But the words he spoke were like sharp thorns, piercing Nangong Fei's nerves.
When Nangong Fei heard Wang Fan's words, he gritted his teeth angrily.
He first stared at Wang Fan fiercely, then raised his head and looked around. When he saw the pairs of eyes staring at him, the pressure in his heart became even greater.
The reason why Wang Fan stimulated Nangong Fei in this way was naturally for a purpose.
Because only by defeating Nangong Fei's heart first, he will be more confident about winning with one move.
Although he was absolutely sure that he could defeat Nangong Fei within a few moves, it would still be a lot of pressure to defeat Nangong Fei in one move.
After all, no matter how stupid Nangong Fei is, he is still a monk on the second level of Immortal Lord, and his realm is much higher than Wang Fan.
Under such circumstances, how easy would it be for Wang Fan to defeat him with one move?
The more nervous and angry a person is, the more vulnerable he will be to flaws.
"Let's go and see how I can defeat you with one move."
Wang Fan did not say any more, leaving one last sentence, then took a step forward and landed on the battlefield under the gaze of countless people.
Nangong Fei clenched his teeth, stared at Wang Fan, and then jumped up.
Nangong Cheng looked at this scene with an old face that was so gloomy that it was even more terrifying.
Although he didn't know what Wang Fan and Nangong Fei said, he could guess from Nangong Fei's expression that Wang Fan definitely had no good intentions.
This Wang Fan is really too hateful.
On the contrary, Mr. Yan nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Children can be taught, children can be taught.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Fan and Nangong Fei quickly stood facing each other.
Wang Fan stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and relaxed.
Nangong Fei, on the other hand, looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his face twisted and he looked extremely nervous.