My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Wenhao's expression froze.

Just kidding, one thousand yuan crystals is enough to buy some general-quality heaven-level pills!

Even if he is the eighth-level arrogance of the martial arts academy, and his wealth is far higher than that of ordinary eighth-level warriors outside, it is impossible to say that he can easily get it out!

He was not confident that he would be able to defeat Chen Fan, he was just lucky.

"Soft? Don't you dare?" Chen Fan looked at him with a sneer.

But he gritted his teeth and said, "Compare!"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, shook his head and looked around again: "If any of you can get a thousand yuan crystal, you can do it!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Most of the people around flinched.

A thousand yuan crystal is quite a lot of wealth for a warrior of the seventh or eighth level. The average savings of the people in the imperial capital is higher, but few people can spend so much money!

In the end, besides Zheng Wenhao, three more people stepped forward.

Among them was Wan Hongbao, who was ranked 63rd.

These people are all confident in their own strength, and want to make a name for themselves by defeating Chen Fan!

Chen Fan didn't talk nonsense with these people, and immediately went to the martial arts academy to challenge the ring. First, he signed a betting contract in advance to prevent anyone from regretting it.

"Are you going together or fighting together? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Chen Fan stepped onto the ring and looked at the audience coldly.

Chen Fan thinks he is not an arrogant person, but he also knows that if he is not overbearing, there will be more and more flies!

And if he can win these few games, it would be a good thing to earn several thousand yuan crystals.

Although he doesn't think much of Qianyuanjing now, it's a good thing to get it for nothing.

Everywhere he said, the expressions of the people in the audience were ugly.

But Zheng Wenhao's eyes flashed, and he jumped onto the stage first: "Chen Fan, I'll fight you first!"

Chen Fan sneered, and instantly drew his sword.

boom!

After a thunder roared.

The bloody light rippling out, but Zheng Wenhao let out a scream and flew out backwards!

puff!

However, an extremely deep wound appeared on his chest, and the wound began to smoke and blacken with the spreading thunder.

It looks very attractive!

If it was another person, Chen Fan might not have hit so hard. Unfortunately, this person's words were rude before, so Chen Fan would deliberately increase his attack.

Moreover, this person is his first challenger, and if he defeats him with thunder, he can save more trouble in the future.

Chen Fan looked coldly at Zheng Wenhao who was lying on the ground, and said, "Take the money!"

Zheng Wenhao looked at Chen Fan in horror, but when he heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.

Chen Fan shook his head: "Even if you faint, your money is still worth it!"

Unless this person left the imperial capital and fled to a place where Chen Fan couldn't find him, the money owed to Chen Fan would naturally be irresistible!

Then Chen Fan looked at the next three challengers: "Next!"

The three of them looked at each other with ugly expressions. The three of them whispered and discussed for a while.

Then another person stood up and asked Chen Fan:

"Chen Fan, what you just said, we can go together, does it still count?"

This person is Chen Fan who just came out of Wanhuan Palace, the eighth-layer martial artist who claims to be Wan Hongbao!

As soon as this remark came out, countless surrounding martial artists booed and called the three of them shameless.

The faces of the three were uglier than the other, but they all looked at Chen Fan and waited for his reply.

Chen Fan snorted coldly: "You can do whatever you want!"

The three of them looked at each other and all walked up to the stage.

The three of them each had their feet in the arena, staring at Chen Fan covetously, each holding various weapons, and the power of heaven and earth surged towards Chen Fan.

And Chen Fan looked at the moves of the three with sharp eyes.

Normally, in the Void Realm of the Vientiane Pot, he would challenge tenth-level genius warriors. Facing the attacks of ordinary eighth-level warriors, he naturally felt extremely childish!

And under his "Broken Sword Style", he can easily see the weak points of the three of them.

He drew his sword in an instant.

Lightning flashed again.

Clang!

The eyes of the surrounding audience were all dazed, and they saw flesh and blood flying above the ring, and three figures fell down the ring screaming...

He shook his head and retracted his sword, his cold gaze swept away.

As far as the eye can see, the onlookers, especially the group of eighth-level geniuses who challenged Chen Fan before, but no one dared to look up...

...

Heaven and earth.

Chen Fan came here alone, but Cheng Caiying had been waiting outside.

"Why did you come here?"

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "Take care of some minor troubles..."

Cheng Caiying frowned: "Someone in the Martial Academy is embarrassing you, and you want me to tell the prince and help you deal with it?"

Chen Fan shook his head again: "No need! I can handle it myself."

He asked: "Prince, what's the matter, you want us to rush here?"

Cheng Caiying said: "Master Wen wiped out the demons and returned to the imperial capital, the crown prince is here to clean up the dust for him!"

As she said that, she paused slightly: "The crown prince also invited others to a banquet this time..."

Chen Fan noticed her expression and frowned: "Is it related to me?"

Cheng Caiying nodded: "You will know in a while."

Chen Fan frowned, and followed Cheng Caiying into the private room. At this time, there were only the prince and a few guards in the private room, and Wen Siyuan had obviously not arrived yet.

Chen Fan exchanged a few words with the crown prince, and then someone pushed the door open, but it was the butterfly girl holding a pipa.

He leaned over to look at the prince, saluted slightly, then turned his head to look at Chen Fan, his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance:

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen Fan for being listed at the top of the hero list!"

Chen Fan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Caidie, who didn't have much interest in martial arts, also knew about the hero list. It seems that the influence of the hero list in the imperial capital is indeed not small.

But he underestimated the influence of Tianji Building in the imperial capital.

He smiled and nodded:

"Thank you, Miss Caidie."

The prince also laughed loudly: "Miss Caidie has never said anything to me except saluting and greetings. It seems that Chen Fan, your charm is really not simple!"

Miss Caidie blushed when she heard the words, and then she carried the pipa to the other side of the private room, ready to play.

Chen Fan also smiled awkwardly: "Prince, don't make fun of me."

The prince had a delicate expression and said: "A beautiful woman deserves a hero. Chen Fan, you are my number one genius. Miss Caidie is unparalleled in talent and able to build the imperial capital. Aren't you two just right?"

As the words came out, the colorful butterfly girl's face became even more crimson, and she began to bow her head and play with the pipa.

A melodious voice sounded.

Chen Fan also quickly shook his head and said, "I've let the prince down... I've already made a marriage contract, but it's impossible to marry Miss Caidie."

As soon as his words came out, the crackling sound of the butterfly girl also jumped suddenly.

The prince laughed again: "I think Miss Caidie is really interested in you! What is a man with three wives and four concubines?!"

In the world of martial arts, the rules are extremely naked.

Not to mention men, powerful women also collect male pets!

Chen Fan also didn't expect that his words would affect that Caidie girl.

Although he himself is handsome, and his performance in martial arts talent is indeed excellent, he doesn't think that he can make this colorful butterfly girl fall in love with him after only seeing him twice!

He narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

There is definitely something wrong with this!

The prince wanted to say something more, when a voice sounded outside the door, the prince stood up: "It is the teacher who has arrived!"

The teacher he was talking about was naturally Wen Siyuan.

Wen Siyuan's strength is unparalleled, he is a master of Dao fruit, even in the whole Daqian, there are not many people who are more powerful than him.

Although Wen Siyuan is from the prince's mansion in name, the prince should treat him very politely.

He immediately got up and went out to greet him. Chen Fan and Cheng Caiying also stood up.

What surprised Chen Fan was that the person who arrived was not Wen Siyuan alone, but there was a young man beside him!

Seeing this person, Chen Fan was stunned, but he also knew this person!

It was Liu Ze, the nineteenth prince who was the late emperor's son!

There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hate without reason.