Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 270: Problems Will Always Come
Twenty-five people were standing with a boulder on their heads, sweat droplets had invaded their bodies, even clothes were wet with sweat water.
But of the whole, there are three people who are still able to survive. All three seemed to not feel the burden on the head that had been residing for about an hour.
"I'll beat you!" said Loin Gu while glancing at Zhou Fan. The forty-something-year-old man, had made Zhou Fan a benchmark of his abilities.
Zhou Fan looked unconcerned, he was already quite bothered by the presence of Yin Cun on his left, and now the two had to cover both ears when the right also posed a threat.
The stick of incense is still half left, but the hands of most students have begun to not hold it. It was not uncommon for them to complain and curse the elder who was ruthlessly treating them.
They had previously practiced, but not until this stage, they practiced fighting skills while cultivating cultivation, with the help of high-level pills, they could quickly increase strength.
Zhou Fan had no difficulties, he who had previously undergone physical training, was more knowledgeable about how the body worked.
It may be painful, painful at first. But when it has lived it, it will immediately notice the difference.
It was as if a snail was walking without its shell. Because it is used to carrying the shell, the conch will run faster without carrying the shell.
While Loin Gu who has a stocky body like a horned rhino is very sturdy with both legs that are almost twice the size of normal. The stone floated above his head, as if nothing had been done for him.
The worst Yin Cun, he had never done any physical training, obviously his physical condition was under Zhou Fan as well as Loin Gu. But the new he lifted is as heavy as the one raised by the two people.
If anyone was the most wrathful with this training, Yin Cun was the one. His face was already flushed, his hands were also trembling with sweat continuing to slide from between the clothes.
Actually the stone was not a big deal to him, but that was if it used deep power. While now the power in is a matter of prohibition, if caught, the old man who lurks from a distance will immediately pounce.
"Don't you think you can slip the power in, because it will be immediately discovered." The elder there looked at Yin Cun with a meaningful gaze.
The young man then pulled away, his original intention was to slip a little energy in the palm, even caught before doing so.
Inevitably, Yin Cun had to give up her smooth hand as smooth as porcelain. His hands slowly began to be unable to be felt, probably due to numbness.
"Haha... My hand is gone, my hand is gone." Yin Cun laughed crazily, he who could not feel his hands foolishly laughed while shouting.
The other disciples actually wanted to laugh, but just as they opened their lips, a sharp look was directed at them. Also they knew the burden of the stones borne was not worth what they carried.
Not feeling the time kept going, the incense in front of all the disciples slowly dimmed and no longer let out smoke. Seeing that time was up, some disciples immediately lowered the stone from overhead.
Blars!
"Fucking rock, you're sitting on top of my head!" Yin Cun slammed the stone so hard, the stone was instantly shattered as she used her inner strength to slam onto the floor.
"Sad... Just getting here, I guess how heavy." Yin Cun displayed a disdainful face, as if insulting a stone that had already become a grain of gravel.
Zhou Fan who was beside him could only shake his head. A moment ago, Yin Cun was still crying as she begged for the training to be finished soon, once it was over, the young man instead pretended. It really pisses people off.
Yin Cun moved her hand, as the hand swung. He could feel the speed of his hands several times faster.
"Haha... My hands feel stronger. Heh, with just a forefinger I can definitely lift your body, brother Zhou." Yin Cun shook her index finger in front of Zhou Fan's face, making Zhou Fan even more annoyed.
Taps...
Zhou Fan caught the index finger that was constantly moving in front of his face, he then lowered it while saying. "You'd better wipe the snot off your nose!"
Yin Cun's face instantly turned ugly, without caring for the other disciples, the young man waltzed away, returning to his residence.
"You're Zhou Fan?" One of them said in an arrogant tone.
The three of them were wearing clothes similar to Zhou Fan, just one look at them already knowing that they were outer disciples.
Zhou Fan simply kept silent, neither answering nor trying to stop, he took the widened path of avoiding the three people.
But the three did not stay still, wherever Zhou Fan moved, they were always blocking, they were like parasites that always bound their hosts.
"How dare you ignore young master Tue, he is a top ten ranked outer disciple. You're just a new, slightly lucky outer disciple." Two people on the right and left called out simultaneously.
Both of them were so compact, as if they had memorized it many times.
"You know who I am?" Zhou Fan arrived forward with his right hand pointing at himself.
"Zhou Fan, you are Zhou Fan. New student who has a little luck." The one on the right said somewhat doubtfully.
"Stupid!"
"What did you say?" The young man called young master Tue couldn't bear Zhou Fan's attitude.
He was one of the young masters of the Imperial city, he was then treated as an important person. For him, those who oppose him will be rewarded.
"You already know who I am, so why still ask? If not stupid, what do you call it?" Zhou Fan carved a sinister smile on his lips.
He knew the three people before him had ill intentions towards him, if only he were not within the true moon sect, he could attack the three people in front of him right now.
"Damn it! I challenge you to fight in the arena!" Tue Yeun snapped roughly, her hands pointing at Zhou Fan while issuing a challenge.
"I refuse!" Without thinking, Zhou Fan rejected Tue Yeun's challenge.
After resisting so firmly, Zhou Fan's eyes moved to look at Tue Yeun closely, he chuckled in the end. "What you can bet on, you don't look capable of putting out a bet."
Tue Yeun's face instantly flushed red in anger, her pride as if stepped on by this new disciple.
"Ten thousand gold coins! I bet ten thousand gold loins!" Tue Yeun took out a pouch containing gold coins and directly slammed onto the floor.
Zhou Fan clucked as if looking down on Tue Yeun. Those ten thousand gold coins were too few in number, it could still be considered if this was a black stone city, but they were now in the Shi Empire, ten thousand of course was not yet satisfactory.
"Twenty thousand!" Tue Yeun doubled her bet, she felt Zhou Fan was just looking for an excuse to dodge, therefore she dared to keep pressing.
Heh...
"Much less? I'll hand you the top ten if you win. But you'll have to kneel for a whole day in front of my residence if you lose." Tue Yeun smiled obliquely, she was fully confident that she could defeat Zhou Fan, regardless of what she put out, it was no problem.
Zhou Fan who had been silent earlier, raised his hand and folded it in front of his chest. "Big ten, I don't take it, I'll take it! Since you told me to kneel, you should also apply the same thing if you lose."
"Well, no problem!" Tue Yeun left with a face coxed, the fight was held tomorrow, she had to prepare herself.
Zhou Fan paid no heed to the departure of Tue Yeun and her two friends, when it was already a few steps, Zhou Fan said.
"Remember, the loser is the loser!"