"Mr. Chen."

The middle-aged instructor saw the students confused and couldn't help clearing his throat, showing displeasure, "I heard earlier that Mr. Chen's young hero is a practical expert, but Mr. Chen's words just now are suspected of boasting! You said that half of the people you fight can kill everyone here in seconds. What does this mean? Do you want to say that we are not your opponent when we twist together?"

"That's it! This is too arrogant!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but scream.

Lei Ya smiled aside and looked at Chen Fan silently.

Chen Fan smiled faintly, "Don't you believe it?"

"Don't believe it."

"It doesn't matter if I believe it or not. If I say it, it will be the end of kindness and righteousness."

"Hey!"

The middle-aged instructor raised his hand and signaled Chen Fan not to leave. "Mr. Chen, I have been hearing the name for a long time and I have never had the chance to learn about it. You just criticized us as worthless, so you want to do this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I see that the master cannot cross the arms, I want to open my eyes!"

"You want to fight with me?"

"That's right!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed, "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven!"

After saying that, he grabbed the eighty-pound Qinglong sword in his hand, and he grabbed it with one hand and poked it to the ground. In an instant, his body was filled with aura!

"Wow--"

A burst of exclamation broke out from the crowd.

Such a strong aura can actually gather true energy to the point that is visible to the naked eye. It seems that the instructor is serious!

"Come on, instructor!"

"Swish."

The man lifted the long knife, took a triangle step horizontally, and put on a styling, "Please give me advice!"

"snort."

Chen Fan snorted coldly, walked forward two steps, and suddenly his figure flashed, "Bang--"

With a dull sound, the middle-aged man disappeared, and at the same time, strong smoke burst out from the pile of sandbags in the distance!

Looking at the middle-aged man again, he was gone, and only his legs were shaking and trembling outside...

"Instructor! Instructor!"

Several students rushed over and pulled the man out. The man foamed at the mouth and was already in a state of great movement.

"Damn..."

Those who didn't move were all stupid and looked at Chen Fan with incredible eyes.

Chen Fan was quite calm, his face was not red, he was not angry, he hooked his feet and lifted the knife on the ground.

Not everyone can wield the eighty-pound Guan Dao, but in Chen Fan's hands, it is light and fluttering.

He waved casually and turned to look at the students, "Do you think this kind of thing is useful?"

"Ba, bha, bha—"

Before he finished speaking, someone applauded in the slant.

The applause was quite eye-catching when the scene was quiet.

Chen Fan turned his head and glanced at the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a white-haired old man wearing Tang suit coming over in the slant thorn.

The old man had white hair and bright eyes. As soon as he came up, he had a strong aura.

Lei Ya turned her head and looked at it, and her heart couldn't help but feel sank.

The old man smiled and walked over.

"Earlier, I heard that Mr. Chen was a hero of the world and a rare young hero. Now, it seems that's true!"

Chen Fan turned around, "Sir, who is?"

"Shushan, Wu Changfeng."

"It turns out to be an old senior from Shushan Yujian Sect."

"I dare not, I dare not."

The old man smiled and clasped Chen Fan and bowed his hand, nodded to Lei Ya, then put one hand behind his back, looked at the middle-aged instructor twitching over there, and looked at Chen Fan, "Mr.'s body movement is amazing, it's amazing!"

"I dare not do it, I'm just showing off my ugly tricks."

Chen Fan is quite polite.

"I heard that Mr. Chen is superb in swordsmanship, can he be willing to show one or two moves?"

Although the old man smiled, his eyes showed a bit of provocation.

Chen Fan knew that he had offended the people from the Yujian Sect earlier. Although a potential storm was temporarily calmed down last time, now he was obviously unhappy and came to him again.

Wu Changfeng is a first-class expert in the Yujian Sect. He is considered a second-rate position in the sect, but his strength is the top presence in the Yujian Sect.

According to legend, he is the only top master in the Yujian Sect who can control 274 long swords at the same time.

The sword sect is different from other sects. Since it is called the sword sect, the sword sect is naturally the most worthy of showing off in the sword sect.

But moving swords is not an easy task.

For most people, being able to control swords is already a skill that can be used in the world.

Being able to control more swords at the same time is a dream for many people in their lives.

According to common sayings on the world, most of the swords that the elders of the Yujian Sect can control are about 100, and very few can control more than this number!

But the white-haired old man in front of him is such a mysterious character!

Even in the past, this person gave himself a nickname...

Sword Saint!

Since ancient times, it is not good for people who give themselves nicknames, but it is indeed the first one who dares to call themselves a saint!

Naturally, his arrogant behavior was despised by many people.

But contempt is useless.

What he likes the most is the way others can’t stand him and can’t get rid of him.

People who like to show off will not easily let others show off in front of themselves. He obviously feels that Chen Fan questioning his training method in front of his students is a serious challenge to himself. This matter is about ease and dignity!

"Come, take my sword box!"

Wu Changfeng said, and turned his hands behind his back, looking at Chen Fan with frost, "I can't miss it when I meet an expert. I have heard that Mr. Chen is a famous swordsman in Zhongzhou. Today, I want to ask for advice!"

"Sir, why bother?"

Chen Fan took a step back and looked at him with neither humility nor arrogant attitude, "The sword technique of the swordsman is the best in the world. I have already learned about it. Before, I went to the headquarter to visit him."

"Hey. That's the elders' business, it has nothing to do with me. I'm obsessed with swordsmanship. I hope to compete with the masters in the world to see Mr. Chen's moves very quickly, and it's true! People say that you are the best sword master in the world today. Since you're here, you might as well show your skills and let us quietly. What do you think?"

Chen Fan pursed his lips slightly, "The sword has no eyes, it's not good."

“Hahahahahahahahaha…”

Wu Changfeng laughed when he heard this, and the disciples of the sword sect behind him also laughed.

"Did you see it? He's scared!"

"Yes, why did you suddenly become timid? I heard that Mr. Chen is not an ordinary person, but a famous master of sword use. Unexpectedly, he became timid when he met our Teacher Wu! It seems that Teacher Wu is still awesome!"

"Teacher Wu is of course very powerful. Just talking about his ability, he should be one of the best masters in the sword sect. The sword sect of the sword sect is the best in the world. If he can be one of the best in the sword sect, he must be the famous master in the world! Although his surname Chen has some reputation in recent years, he is only from the Ghost Sect. Although the Ghost Sect is now known as a famous sect, it can be in front of him. It is just a small sect with little reputation. There are not many people in total, and he has no influence in the world. This is the meeting of everyone to give face, otherwise, it will be their turn!"
Chapter completed!