Ye Fan walked to the balcony and lit another cigarette. After puffing on the smoke for a while, he finally decided not to call Xie Linfuan.
This kind of thing was no small matter. It had to be said face to face. He was afraid that the walls would have ears.
Returning to the house, Ye Fan opened a notebook that he brought and confirmed his mailbox.
He was still waiting for a reply from the Adept Association. If he still didn't come, he would have to use his connections to ask the staff of the Adept Association about the situation.
Fortunately, there really was a reply!
"Mr. Feng Xiaohui..." Sorry, your reply was two days late … "leaf
When Ye Fan read the contents of the letter, he found out that the Adept Association had been holding an annual seminar these past two days to discuss some of the matters and future development of the association.
There weren't many Adepts to begin with, and there were only five to six hundred members of the association. In addition, most of the Adepts kept a low profile and hid among the people, so there were even fewer staff.
Once the meeting started, the efficiency of the work would be even lower, so he delayed the reply for two days.
Ye Fan wrote the letter in Feng Xiaohui's name. After all, if he wrote it in his name, it would probably make people feel very uneasy. After all, the name Lucifer was too "fierce", people would definitely think that this matter was very complicated.
Fortunately, the Adept Association's requirements weren't too harsh. After a simple review of a video of Feng Xiaohui making the item vibrate, they agreed to let Feng Xiaohui participate in the entrance test.
After seeing this news, Ye Fan was just about to tell Feng Yue Ying, but when he turned around, he found that the woman had already fallen asleep.
Ye Fan gently walked over and covered the woman with the blanket. After thinking about it, he was too lazy to sleep.
Now that he felt more responsibility on his shoulders, he also knew that there were many enemies lying in ambush in the dark, and he placed great importance on his cultivation.
Taking advantage of the night, the village was empty and there was no one around. Ye Fan directly went to an empty wheat field and started practicing his set of movements.
After training hard for three hours, Ye Fan was as tired as a dead dog. He raised his head and laid on the ground, gasping for breath.
With his physical fitness, he could only complete this set of movements for three hours. This showed how much energy this set of movements consumed.
After resting for half an hour, Ye Fan got up and continued to practice his swordsmanship.
He had already learned to take out some swords from the Sword God's Ring. Moreover, this time, the ring no longer only gave him a wooden sword. He could also take out some other sharp swords. There were almost a hundred swords that Ye Fan could choose from.
From the shape and patterns of these swords, Ye Fan was not too sure where these swords came from, nor did he know what era they came from. Many of the swords were clearly incomplete, as if they had experienced a lot of battles and had not been repaired.
Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he was fighting to the death with Auland, he was only willing to give him the wooden sword. Now that he was only training with the sword, he was willing to give him over a hundred types of swords.
The sail had also tried to see if it could put other things into the ring, but it had all failed. This Sword God's Ring seemed to only be able to store swords.
As for the world inside the ring, the mountain peak, Ye Fan tried to immerse his mind in it, trying to climb it, but he couldn't.
An invisible force blocked Ye Fan's path. Ye Fan could roughly understand that it was because his realm was not high enough, which was why it was difficult for him to advance further.
In order to obtain a better sword and discover the secrets of this peak, he would need to continuously cultivate the way of the sword.
Ye Fan casually took out a sword. Just as he was about to use the purest and most basic sword techniques to comprehend and study the sword intent, he suddenly discovered that an ancient martial artist's aura was approaching from afar.
"Great Perfection of the Body Refinement Stage?"
Ye Fan could sense that this ancient martial artist's strength was not ordinary. The key was that this zhenqi felt like it was from one of the Four Great Sects, the Kunlun Sect.
Just as Ye Fan was wondering who it was, a figure swept past about two to three hundred meters in front of him like a gust of wind!
In the blink of an eye, the figure flew dozens of meters away, as fast as a bolt of lightning in the dark night!
Not looking for him?
Ye Fan thought that this person was coming for him, but it seemed like this guy was just passing by?
However, why was such an expert running in the fields in the middle of the night?
Ye Fan couldn't help but be curious. After all, this person's speed was indeed fast enough, and he happened to be training here, so he might as well compete with that person.
Ye Fan disdained to compete with the movement techniques and leg strength of an ordinary ancient martial artist. This was because Ye Fan's physical fitness had already allowed his speed to far exceed the limits of an ordinary ancient martial artist.
But this person, Ye Fan felt that he could compete with him.
Ye Fan sheathed his sword, and like an arrow leaving the bowstring, he chased after that figure.
Although in such a short period of time, he had already pulled away by more than a hundred meters, but Ye Fan was still able to catch up.
For a time, it was as if there were two black shadows galloping across the field, chasing after the stars and the moon.
This run lasted for more than ten minutes. The two of them had already run more than ten kilometers out of the village and into the county.
In the dark night, there weren't many street lights in the small county. The two of them ran like ghosts on the road. Some passersby even thought that they had seen a ghost. A gust of wind passed by!
Unknowingly, two hours had already passed. The two of them had already run more than two hundred kilometers and arrived at another city!
The more Ye Fan ran, the more surprised he became. Although he had just practiced the "Mad Demon Dance" for three hours and had already consumed a lot of energy, after resting for a while, the physical strength that he recovered was still very terrifying.
And the martial artist running in front of him was actually able to not slow down for such a long time, and did not feel the slightest bit of disorder in his breathing. This was already very rare!
Ye Fan had never seen a martial artist in the Body Refinement Realm with such a physique. Could it be that that person was also focused on external cultivation?
"Interesting..." The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled into a smile as he muttered in his heart. He didn't expect to meet such a special guy when he came out to practice at night.
Just as the two of them climbed over a hill and entered another open wheat field, the figure in front of them finally stopped.
He turned around and waited for Ye Fan to approach.
Ye Fan stood a dozen meters away from that person and finally saw his appearance clearly.
He had a head of clean short hair, fair skin, a delicate and pretty appearance, regular facial features, and a medium well-proportioned figure. He wore a black martial arts robe that did not fit in with the modern city.
This was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, about the same age as Ye Fan. His eyes were very clear.
"Why do you keep following me?" the young man asked curiously.
Ye Fan said, "Because I want to know, why do you keep running?"
"Because I'm bored." The young man's answer was very simple, but very true. leaf
Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your physical strength and movement technique are both very good, did you deliberately train in external techniques?"
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