My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

Tao Xi'an is a martial idiot, because he joined the martial arts academy, he had an awkward fight with his master.

I haven't seen my master for several years.

But when the master fell down, he stood up, and for the sake of the gymnasium, he would not hesitate to get injured.

But the fourth senior brother Guan Longping, and the younger junior brother who was only accepted by the master, always followed the master on weekdays, but he was nowhere to be seen at critical moments.

"At critical moments, you can see people's hearts."

Not to mention that Chen Fan is highly regarded by his master, Feng Yuancheng and He Hongshan did not enter the master's school for a long time, but they were able to stick to it all the time.

Compared with them, these two are far behind!

Tao Xi'an sighed with a complex expression, and said:

"I have already given the master the earth-level healing elixir that I had obtained by chance, and the master Yemen at Bijingmen also sent the elixir to the master. His condition has improved a lot, but he doesn't know When will I wake up?"

Disciples of the Martial Academy who have arrived at Mingyue Tower can apply to enter some of the relics and secret realms that the Martial Academy has mastered!

Chen Fan's strength jumped too fast, and he hadn't had time to go to any special places such as ruins and secret realms.

If the master is injured at the eighth level of martial arts, the treatment by ordinary doctors is completely useless, and only the earth-level healing pills can be effective.

Just one or two may not be able to help him fully recover from his injuries...

Even earth-level elixirs have different effects, and not all elixirs can help the master recover. .

Chen Fan frowned. He himself had already used his Jasper Return to Heaven Pill during this beast swarm.

At this time, in his hands, except for the white jade Chiyang pill that broke through the barrier, the rest are some human-level pills.

There is little effect on the recovery of such a powerful master as the master.

Although he is strong, it is naturally too late to complete the task now, earn yuan points, and exchange for the elixir.

Yun Wei also sighed: "My family also has earth-level pills, but I am not qualified to use them at all."

Earth-level pills are very precious, even if the master can get one, it is not easy. Yunwei is just at the fifth level of martial arts, and although her family background is not weak, she herself is also very difficult to get.

Especially in the state of Baiyun Gymnasium, the Yun family may not have other ideas...

Chen Fan nodded, suppressing the irritability in his heart, and looked at Yunwei and Tao Xi'an: "Senior brother, senior sister, have you ever contacted the uncle?"

At this moment, all he could think of was Li Linliu!

After such a long time, Li Linliu should have been promoted to the master, and as the core disciple of the Lingshen Dao Sect, his status is naturally extraordinary.

The two looked at each other, and Yun Wei frowned and shook her head: "Uncle Shi has a special status, he is a disciple of the Hidden World Sect, a disciple of the Lingshen Dao Sect... I have also tried to contact the outer sect of the Lingshen Dao Sect these days, and I want him to help pass the news, but There has been no reply. I suspect that my message never got through."

Li Linliu has a special status. After the experience of the world, it seems that he can't leave the sect easily, and the news cannot be passed on. No matter how high his status is, no matter how many resources he has, it is useless.

"Ling Shen Dao Sect..."

Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief again.

The Lingshen Dao sect has a great career, so how could they care about a disciple who left the sect long ago.

The arrogance of this sect is fully displayed at this moment.

At this moment, Chen Fan felt the deep powerlessness, and the raging anger hidden behind the powerlessness.

I am still too weak.

Even if he knew that the elder brother's family had been arrested, even if he knew that the master had been injured by the nineteen princes, he would be powerless to stand up for the master.

And the master was seriously injured and unconscious, and there was nothing he could do to help him recover.

His anger, apart from being helpless against himself, was also against the other four gates and two halls of Yandu City.

While several people were talking, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

Zhang Fan's complexion changed, and he shook his head helplessly: "It should be those people who came here again to find someone to challenge..."

Tao Xi'an also frowned and got up, and was about to go out, but was stopped by Yun Wei and others.

Chen Fan's expression was cold.

"Brother, take good care of your wounds, and leave the rest to me."

In his eyes, a blue arc flashed past.

Although there is no way to help the master recover, there are things he can do himself!

He got up and went out the door.

Zhang Fan, Yun Wei and other disciples also hurried out with Chen Fan.

...

The main entrance courtyard of Baiyun Gymnasium.

But there are a few people wearing gray cloth robes, obviously other martial arts disciples!

But in front of them, there were some disciples of Baiyun Gym with blushing faces, and one of them was slumped on the ground. It seemed that the two parties had already fought.

It's just that the results are not pretty.

Zhang Fan frowned: "These guys are from the Jiangshan Sect. The Jiangshan Sect's strength is relatively weak, but they were the first sect to come to the door to kick the hall after the master fell, and they were taken down by the third senior brother alone. I didn't expect them to come again... ..."

Chen Fan nodded, walked forward, and saw the young man sitting slumped on the ground at a glance, it was Lin Shiyu who he was familiar with among the core disciples!

He stepped forward to help Lin Shiyu up.

Lin Shiyu's eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Fan in surprise: "You, you..."

Obviously he was also a disciple who heard about Chen Fan's death, but he did not expect to meet again.

Yunwei's face was cold: "What do you mean by Jiangshanmen? Back then, your disciples who kicked the hall had already lost to my third senior brother. Don't you admit defeat?!"

The Jiangshan sect's disciples are the weakest, but they were the first to come to kick the gym. They were defeated by Tao Xi'an once.

A tall, bronze-skinned, middle-aged man was surrounded by these people, and he sneered:

"The one who lost to Tao Xi'an back then was me, Senior Brother Cai from the Jiangshan Gate, not Zhang Haodong! Why are you all alone? Tao Xi'an, where is Tao Xi'an, he's not very good, let him come out and fight me!"

He Hongshan blushed and said angrily: "You are shameless, you clearly know that Senior Brother Tao was seriously injured by the disciples from the Hongmen, unable to fight, and you are still like this—"

Zhang Haodong sneered again, his eyes swept over He Hongshan, Zhang Fan and Chen Fan, and finally settled on Yunwei.

Among Dong Guzhi's disciples, the only one worthy of his attention is Yunwei, but she has only just reached the fifth level of martial arts.

He didn't take it very seriously either.

"Being injured and unable to face the battle is a good reason to avoid the battle. Since he is willing to be a coward, let's do it. He Tao Xi'an can't make a move, so just replace him. I don't care so much about kicking the hall, come quickly Fight me personally!"

His voice just fell.

Chi!

A sharp sword light flashed suddenly, and everyone saw a flower in front of their eyes, but they saw that Chen Fan was holding the sword with one hand, and the blade had already been sent to the man's waist!

"You..." The man's eyes widened, blood gushed from his throat, and he looked at Chen Fan in disbelief.

Chen Fan's movements were so fast that he didn't even have time to react!

Moreover, his body-protecting true energy was like a piece of paper under Chen Fan's sword, and it didn't act as a hindrance at all!

"With this strength, how can you learn how to kick the gym?" Chen Fan's face was cold, and he kicked his chest with one foot, and his figure flew upside down in an instant!

Chi! !

Blood gushed out from the wound, instantly staining the ground red.

Zhang Haodong collapsed on the ground, his face turned extremely pale in an instant, he stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his waist, "You, you..."

This person is also a martial artist who has reached the sixth level of martial arts, otherwise he would not dare to come and kick the gym easily, but under Chen Fan's move, he is as fragile as a child.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Haodong!"

Several other disciples of Jiangshan Sect also stepped forward one after another, their faces changed greatly.

"Who are you, why did you sneak attack on my brother?!" A young man even wanted to reason with Chen Fan.

Who knew that Chen Fan raised his sword again.

The sword energy was flying horizontally, and the blood was shining horizontally. Several young people who were supporting Zhang Haodong had bloodstains on their bodies, and flew out in all directions, falling heavily to the ground!

The screams and howls continued.

"You guys are here to kick the gym, and you still want me to welcome you?" Chen Fan's cold voice came to mind at this moment.

Zhang Fan, Yun Wei and others all looked at each other in blank dismay, the ground was stained red with blood.

Even if various martial arts gyms come to test, or even kick gyms, this rarely happens.

Chen Fan's attack was ruthless enough!

Yun Wei couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled Chen Fan's sleeve: "Junior brother, you..."

If someone dies, there will be a big disturbance, and the current situation of Baiyun Gymnasium cannot bear the consequences.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry."

Yun Wei nodded with a complex expression. Although this junior brother Chen Fan is young, he still knows how to measure. Who knows that Chen Fan said the second half of the sentence, but she lost her mind for a while.

"It won't be left alone."

Sometimes lying in bed at night, thinking about the fact that I am writing a novel, I feel an inexplicable sense of shame...