Wang Fan dealt with Luo Luo Wuhen's attack with ease, looking very relaxed.
From the beginning to the end, he had been avoiding and not attacking, because he wanted to see how capable this so-called seeded player was.
Luo Wuhen was a little frightened. He didn't expect that after attacking for so long, he didn't even touch the corner of Wang Fan's clothes. Isn't this too perverted?
You must know that his falling sword technique is famous for its agility and weirdness. Whether it is speed or the tricky angle of stabbing people, it is not so easy to dodge.
The more Luo Wuhen fought, the more frightened he became. As time went by, sweat even appeared on his forehead, and he began to feel anxious.
He finally realized that he was no match for Wang Fan, otherwise Wang Fan would not have been able to dodge his attack so easily.
"drink!"
At a certain moment, Luo Wuhen shouted crazily, not wanting to be entangled any longer. With the breath all over his body, he stabbed out with another sword crazily.
With the stabbing of this sword, the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth was mobilized, setting off the ultimate killing intent.
The tip of the sword was like a snake hesitating, making a sneer sound, and stabbed Wang Fan straight into the chest.
Wang Fan's eyes turned cold, and he finally became impatient, "I thought you were so capable, but I didn't expect you to be so weak. It's ridiculous that you are called a seed player like this!"
As he spoke, he did not dodge again, but stretched out his fingers with a clang, and directly clamped the tip of Luo Wuhen's sword like steel.
"You!" Luo Wuhen looked at this scene, his pupils twitched and his face changed drastically!
He frantically mobilized the energy in his body to pull out the sword tip, but was horrified to find that he couldn't pull it out.
"Trash!" At this time, Wang Fan spat out two words with disdain, and then kicked out.
Luo Wuhen looked at Wang Fan's kick, his pupils suddenly widened, and there was only horror in his eyes.
Wang Fan's kick was clearly unpleasant, but he unexpectedly discovered that he couldn't dodge it at all.
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With a loud bang, Wang Fan's foot landed heavily on Luo Wuhen's chest. Luo Wuhen was immediately knocked over. Blood spurted out and he fell to the ground like a dog.
He raised his head and stared at Wang Fan, feeling a storm in his heart.
Horrible, isn’t this too terrifying?
Not to mention the younger generation, even among the older generation of ancient warriors, Luo Wuhen had never encountered such a powerful person.
"Luo Wuhen, is that all you have? I really don't know where you got the courage to touch my friend Wang Fan."
Wang Fan looked at Luo Wuhen coldly, walked to him in three or two steps, then raised his hand and waved it towards his face.
Bang bang bang bang.
Each slap hit Luo Wuhen's face accurately, making him feel pain and at the same time, he was also greatly humiliated.
What a slap in the face!
This is a real slap in the face!
Luo Wuhen's eyes were about to burst, but there was nothing he could do.
Wang Fan is very powerful and he is no match for Wang Fan.
"Wang Fan, I, Luo Wuhen, am the core of the Luo family, and my father is a strong man with one foot in the earth. I advise you not to humiliate me, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences."
Luo Wuhen raised his head, looked squarely into Wang Fan's cold eyes, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word. That gloomy and spiteful voice made people hair-raising.
Snapped!
But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fan slapped him in the face with his backhand and sneered, "Only the weak can beg for mercy. I never thought that you, Luo Wuhen, would also beg for mercy."
There was only disdain in Wang Fan's eyes, "I, Wang Fan, are not afraid of threats, so your threats are meaningless to me.
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"Don't say that your father is only half-step to the realm. Even if he is really a strong person in the realm, so what?"
"You, Luo Wuhen, dare to use your strength to bully my early Xiantian friends. Then don't blame me, Wang Fan, for bullying you based on my strength."
Wang Fan said coldly, went over to treat Gao Mingyang's injuries, and then said, "Young Master Gao, I will leave this person to you. You can vent the anger in your heart to your heart's content and regain the humiliation you just suffered!"
"How dare you!" Luo Wuhen's expression changed instantly after hearing Wang Fan's words.
He could barely accept it when Wang Fan humiliated him. After all, Wang Fan was stronger than him. But when he was famous and humiliated, he couldn't accept it.
He, Luo Wuhen, is a seventh-level warrior who has transcended the realm of mortals. In his eyes, Gao Mingyang, who was in his early stage of innate talent, is just an ant. But now, he has to be humiliated by an ant. How can he bear this?
"Hey, what am I afraid of? Things are changing. I didn't expect that our identities would be reversed so soon, right? Don't worry, I will definitely greet you well."
Gao Mingyang said, waving his fist and rushing towards Luo Wuhen.
Luo Wuhen had a look of anger on his face, but he couldn't stop it.
Gao Mingyang vented his anger on Luo Wuhen and left with Luo Wuhen.
Wang Fan didn't care about this. Anyway, Luo Wuhen was responsible for everything. What's more, Luo Wuhen was seriously injured, so it was impossible for anything to happen again.
After Gao Mingyang left with Luo Wuhen, Wang Fan began to practice.
This time, instead of consolidating his realm, he started reading Gang Lei Fist.
Gang Lei Fist is a domineering martial art that uses violence to control violence.
Only on a rainy and thundering day, if you practice with the power of thunder, can you practice to the extreme. Of course, you can practice without cooperating with the power of thunder, but the power will be greatly reduced.
Gang Lei Fist Ruo
If you practice to the basic level, you can instantly set off two explosions with one punch. If you practice to the extreme, you can instantly set off eight explosions with one punch.
Incomparable power!
Wang Fan glanced at the introduction of Gang Lei Fist, then looked at the sunny weather, shook his head helplessly, and started practicing directly.
If time permits, he can wait until the day of rain and thunder to practice, but now that the ancient martial arts competition is about to begin, he doesn't have that much time to wait.
Although the power of the Gang Lei Fist will be greatly reduced if it is not combined with the power of thunder, it is still much more powerful than a direct punch.
Wang Fan followed the instructions and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, surging towards the meridians and blood vessels of his fists.
Under this surge, the meridians of his fists quickly bulged high, and his fists were much larger than before, as if they were about to explode at any time.
A trace of burning pain came through, and Wang Fan clenched his teeth, still mobilizing the energy in his body to circulate according to the introduction of Gang Lei Fist.
If you want to practice Gang Lei Fist, you must activate the power of thunder to open up those specific meridians and blood vessels in your fist.
Only in this way will a large amount of spiritual energy and thunder power be stored in those meridians and blood vessels, and combined with the unique method of Gang Lei Fist, it can exert great power.
But now, Wang Fan couldn't find the power of thunder, so he could only use spiritual energy to open up those meridians and blood vessels.
After more than ten minutes, Wang Fan's face was covered with sweat. He felt that his meridians and blood vessels would burst if he persisted, so he withdrew without hesitation.
Opening up meridians and blood vessels is obviously not a one-time success. After all, many meridians and blood vessels are blocked.
Only by proceeding step by step, getting through a little bit at a time, and taking your time can you succeed.
Wang Fan rested for about ten minutes and then started his second attempt.
He didn't have so much time to waste, he had to get through it as soon as possible, and then practice Ganglei Fist so that he could cope with the upcoming ancient martial arts competition.