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The girl in light green clothes stared at

Yang Fan without saying anything.

Being stared at by such a beautiful girl, even Yang Fan, who thought he had a thick skin, couldn't stand it.

Just as Yang Fan decided to change the person, the young girl spoke with a gentle voice.

"Junior Brother Yang, a genius like you shouldn't make things difficult for us.

Don't tell me that you like to give us a blow and show us how powerful you are?"

At the end of her words, the young girl's face revealed resentment. "You can even defeat Junior Sister Lin Qingtong, yet you still want to spar with us? Is there any meaning in humiliating us like this?"

Why did it become humiliation again..

Yang Fan was speechless.

As soon as the young girl finished speaking, all the surrounding Body Refining Stage Layer Nine inner circle disciples let out a cold snort at Yang Fan.

They also felt that what Yang Fan was doing was simply making them happy.

The young girl turned around and left.

Yang Fan looked at the other inner circle disciples around him. Some of the Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciples also walked away with dark expressions on their faces. This gave Yang Fan a headache.

Sometimes, being too famous was also troublesome.

This was especially true when it came to fame that was created by using one's strength. It was very intimidating, and it had also raised

's level.

Now, he was looking for a Body Refining Stage Layer Nine inner circle disciple to spar with. In the eyes of others, he had become a bully. To put it more seriously, he had become a bully to his fellow disciples.

"You forced me to do this!" Yang Fan panted heavily. He needed battle points.

How could he give up just like that? He actually had some confidence in challenging a Qi Refining Stage Layer One inner sect disciple, but with the current situation, there were no other warriors at the same level as him who would dare to

spar with him.

If he could defeat a Qi Refining Stage

Layer One inner sect disciple, it would be even harder to obtain battle points in the sect in the future.

Yang Fan's eyes turned around in Martial Arts Practice Field, and soon locked onto the two Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciples who were sparring with each other.

This time, Yang Fan crossed his arms across his chest, and stood beside him to watch. From time to time, he would smile and nod his head, as if he was very satisfied.

The two disciples who were exchanging pointers noticed Yang Fan's nod, and they put in even more effort. Yang Fan was the number one person below the Qi Refining Stage. Now, he was satisfied with their strength.

This was also the capital for them to brag about in the future.

"He's going to slap you on the forehead."

Yang Fan suddenly said.

The two of them were a young man with small eyes and a young man with short

hair. Hearing Yang Fan's words, the short-haired youth's pupils shrank. He immediately took a few steps back and tilted his head to the side. As for the young man with small eyes, his originally heavy punch was aimed at the short-haired young man's chest.

However, the moment Yang Fan's words left his mouth, an incredible change occurred in his technique. He retracted his right fist and struck the short-haired teenager's forehead with his left palm at lightning speed.

Just then, the short-haired teenager heard

Yang Fan's warning. His head moved slightly to the side, causing the short-eyed teenager's palm to miss. All of these changes were completed in an instant.

The short-haired teenager and the teenager with small eyes both stopped, and looked at Yang Fan in a daze.

"Why are you looking at me? Continue sparring." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Both of them looked at each other. They could see the anger in each other's eyes, but they did not dare to cause trouble for Yang Fan. In the end, they felt helpless.

When fellow disciples sparred with each other, besides increasing their

comprehension of martial skills, the most important thing was to increase their combat experience. After Yang Fan said this, what else could he train with? He had already revealed the techniques and techniques of others in advance. The battle that originally needed to be carefully dealt with immediately became meaningless.

However, the two of them were also secretly shocked. Not only was Yang Fan's combat strength strong, his eyesight was also extraordinary.

Especially the young man with small eyes.

Although he had concealed his attack well, Yang Fan had still easily seen through it. In other words, if he were to face Yang Fan, even if he used the same strength, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him. "This is the so-called genius!" The young man with small eyes sighed in his heart.

Yang Fan did not think much of it. The Innate Pill's improvement in his martial talent was very terrifying. And now that he had used seven, he had long since pulled apart the gap between him and an ordinary martial artist.

Just now, he had seen through the technique of the small eyed youth with a single glance. If it were in the past, it would absolutely be impossible.

In fact, techniques could only be used when one's strength was low. The effects were not bad.

There were not many techniques in the battle between him and Lin Qingtong. In the face of absolute strength, any technique was useless.

The small-eyed youth and the short-haired youth could no longer continue sparring. They did not dare to get angry at Yang Fan either, so they could only stop for the time being.

Regarding this, Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders and walked to the side of the

other two Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciples who were sparring. After a few glances, he said, "Borrowing strength to accumulate strength. If we continue to entangle with each other, we will lose without a doubt."

The gazes of the two disciples who were sparring changed at the same time. One of them forcefully pulled away the distance between them. As for the other disciple who was about to accumulate strength, the momentum and strength that he had gathered had mostly dissipated.

The disciple who failed to accumulate his strength looked at Yang Fan and gritted his teeth. He flicked his sleeve and said,

'I'm not going to fight anymore!"

The other disciple looked at Yang Fan and was also quite annoyed.

Yang Fan seemed not to see it. He walked to the side of the Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciples who were sparring.

After watching for a moment, he said the changes in one of their attacks ahead of

time. Therefore, the result of this spar had changed.

The two of them looked at Yang Fan. They were angry, but at the same time, helpless.

Yang Fan kept walking around the Martial Arts Practice Field. As long as it was a Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciple sparring, he would go over and tell them who had a loophole in their attack, or who had changed.

Of course, there were some that he couldn't say anything about. This was the obvious difference in overall strength.

Even if he told them in advance to pay attention to something, they still wouldn't be able to block the opponent's attack. As for those disciples with similar strength, as long as Yang Fan spoke, it would instantly change the atmosphere of the spar.

In the end, a Body Refining Stage Layer Nine youth finally couldn't hold it in

anymore.

"What exactly are you trying to do?" The youth asked angrily.

The other Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciples also looked at Yang Fan, gritting their teeth. They wanted to know the purpose of Yang Fan's actions.

Yang Fan spread out his hands and said, "I didn't do anything."

A tall Body Refining Stage Layer Nine disciple glared at Yang Fan and said,

"Yang Fan, what is your purpose? Just say it. Why are you playing with us like this?"

Looking at everyone, Yang Fan smacked his lips and said slowly, "Alright, since you are so sincere, I will tell you."

"As long as you all agree to spar with me once, I promise that I will not disturb you in the future."

Yang Fan patted his chest and said confidently.

Hearing these words, everyone stared at Yang Fan. The angry young man even blurted out two words, "Shameless!"

He was only teasing them in order to force them to spar with him. However, with Yang Fan's strength, what was the point of sparring with them?

'I will never submit to your threat!" The furious youth strode away.

Yang Fan was speechless. So what if he sparred with him once? It was not like he would take your lives.

A moment later, the angry youth returned, but an inner sect elder with white hair stood beside him.

"Elder Xun, you must uphold justice for us.

Yang Fan is too shameless. He has disturbed the competition between the disciples. If this continues, it will surely affect the overall strength of the inner circle!" The angry youth pointed at Yang Fan and shouted. What he said was reasonable and justified. Even Yang Fan almost thought that his actions would have such serious

consequences.

Elder Xun was also quite helpless. Along the way, the youth had told him about Yang Fan's actions. After hearing this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yang Fan's actions were indeed wrong, but in reality, he had not violated any of the sect's rules.

Looking at the innocent face of Yang Fan, Elder Xun had already made a decision in his heart. Originally, he wanted to inform Yang Fan about this matter, but now it just so happened that he could say it out loud.

"Yang Fan, since you like to spar with others, make some preparations and follow me to Holy Fire Religious Sect two days later." Elder Xun put on a serious expression and said.

To the Holy Fire Religious Sect?

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Elder Xun wouldn't scold him, but instead said such a thing.