Murong was in disbelief. Who was this youth with a huge sword on his back? How could he use a broom to send his partner's sword flying?
"Who are you?"
Murong Du gripped his sword tightly and asked with some apprehension.
"My surname is Chen."
The youth replied simply, "Huashan's Chen Junhua."
"Edgeless Sword … Chen Junhua!"
The youth revealed his name, causing Murong's heart to skip a beat.
Edgeless Sword, this was the title given to Chen Junhua in the Pugilistic World! As mentioned before, those who could obtain a title in the Pugilistic World were all top-notch experts. Murong could not understand. Why would a Huashan elite disciple play chess with a parasite here?
How, how was this possible?
"The game is not over yet. Can you please leave first?"
Chen Junhua asked politely.
"I don't care what Edgeless Sword you are!"
Murong Du's jealousy had already burned everything. He was jealous of Li Fan, and he was also jealous of Chen Junhua!
He just lacked an opportunity. If he had the chance, he would do better than them!
The Pugilistic World owed him a title! Yes, he should be called the "Strongest King"!
Murong's heart burned with anger when he thought of this. He held his sword and gathered all his True Qi on the blade.
This sword faintly emitted a silver glow. The sword aura of Murong's family shone like the family's emblem.
"No matter who you are, you will be defeated by my sword today!"
Murong roared. Li Fan shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm really sorry. Since you are my guest, let me deal with you."
"Dream on!"
Murong brandished his sword and slashed at Li Fan! The sword aura seemed to tear through the air and instantly appeared in front of Li Fan.
Li Fan only stretched out his hand and used his iron palms to forcefully tear apart the sword aura.
"You don't even have a tenth of Murong Ying's sword qi!"
Li Fan bluntly told the jealous Murong, "If you have the time to find trouble with me, you might as well practice your swordsmanship."
"My swordsmanship is completely natural. I don't need you to teach me!"
As Murong spoke, she pounced in front of Li Fan and continuously attacked Li Fan with her long sword.
Murong Du was, after all, a young talent nurtured by the Murong family. His swordsmanship was remarkable. However, to Li Fan, who was used to Murong Ying's swordplay, when he looked at Murong's speed, it was indeed a little lacking.
Li Fan nodded to the white crane twice and flicked away Murong Du's sword. At the same time, his left hand suddenly made a tiger claw, directly grabbing onto Murong's face, grabbing his head and pressing him to the ground.
"Bam!"
A hole was smashed on the floor. Murong Du felt his vision go black. The sharp pain made him temporarily lose consciousness and temporarily dizzy. When he woke up again, only one or two seconds had passed, but it felt like a century.
"Go back and practice again, cousin."
Li Fan said to Murong Du, who was a little stunned from the fall, "Otherwise, next time you won't be able to keep your head, it's very likely that it will turn into brain juice."
"Parasite …."
Murong Du still fiercely said, "You must have taken some forbidden medicine, I will definitely find out! I will drive you out of here! "
"Clang!"
Li Fan picked up Murong Du's long sword, brushed past his ear, and stabbed the side of his head.
Murong Du was so scared that his hair was trembling. For a long time, he did not say a word.
"Now, get out of here."
Li Fan kicked Murong Du out. Murong Du fell outside the house. He did not even care about his companions, using his hands and feet, he awkwardly ran away.
"They don't have the demeanor of the Murong family."
Chen Junhua looked at the chessboard, while thinking, he gave an evaluation.
"The Murong family has declined."
After driving the remaining two people out of the room, Li Fan closed the door and said, "At least in these people, it has declined."
"Practicing martial arts should not have jealousy."
Chen Junhua sighed, "Once there is jealousy, it will go astray and become a devil."
"Exactly."
"But from the breathing I heard, the devil in brother Li's body is not shallow."
"Xiao Hua, you really have good hearing!"
Li Fan could not help but praise. Chen Junhua felt that this name was strange.
"Yes, I practice too fast, the devil in my heart is naturally heavy."
"In Mount Hua, there is a breathing technique called Purple Qi from the East."
Chen Junhua said, "This technique can help you refine the righteousness and suppress the devil in your heart."
"Can you teach me?"
Hearing that there was such a Kung Fu, Li Fan was a little interested.
"I need to consult the Sect Leader first. After all, it is the Kung Fu of Mount Hua."
Chen Junhua smiled with some embarrassment.
"Understandable."
Li Fan nodded, "It seems that this trip to Mount Hua with you will be very rewarding."
"The observatory of Mount Hua is my favorite place."
Chen Junhua's calm face seemed to have an extra hint of joy, "When we get there, let's have a good exchange of swordsmanship."
"Of course, I will satisfy you, Xiao Hua."
Li Fan chuckled, his words made Chen Junhua's chrysanthemum cold.
"Then when do we leave?"
"I think tonight is not a bad idea."
Li Fan already did not want to stay in Murong's house any longer. One more minute would make him feel tired.
Although there were two of his women here … let's say they were his, there were more people that he did not like.
"I have two fast horses."
Chen Junhua immediately said, "We can travel a thousand miles in a day, we can reach Mount Hua in three days and three nights."
"Damn, I don't want to ride a horse."
Li Fan had ridden Guan Wenbao's Lisa once, and it was very uncomfortable! The warriors on their horses were the real warriors …
After riding a horse, Li Fan's legs hurt for two days.
"Then how are we going to Mount Hua?"
"By train!"
Li Fan proposed a more modern method, but Chen Junhua shook his head.
"Mount Hua has rules. Although modern tools are convenient, they are not conducive to cultivation."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Why don't we compare our leg strength?"
"…"
Li Fan said, "F * ck you, it's such a long distance, run there?"
"Brother Li, you admit defeat?"
"Stop it, Xiao Hua, I'm afraid you can't keep up."
"Brother Li, you must be joking. Although my martial arts is a little weak, I think my Qinggong is not bad."
Chen Junhua rarely boasted, but hearing him say that his Qinggong was good, Li Fan was very surprised!
"Alright, then let's compete?"
"Young Hero Li, please."
"Let me pack my things first?"
"There are not too many rules in the pugilistic world. Why don't we set off now?"
Chen Junhua was rather carefree. He directly tied his shoes a little tighter. "Brother Li, do you want me to go easy on you?"
"What a joke! There is no need to go easy on me! Let's go! "
Li Fan was also angry. He actually wanted to give in to him. How could this be! Without hesitation, he immediately opened the door and rushed out.
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