C12 Martial Spirit of First Sight

"Yi, isn't this Young Master Feng?" A disdainful voice could be heard.

Zhang Fan raised his head and saw two men in Chinese robes, both of whom were about the same age as him, standing not far away. They were looking at him with disdain and a hint of arrogance on their faces.

As the memories flowed, the identities of the two men appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.

One was a member of the Zhang family from another large family in Floating Cloud Country, and the other was a member of the Qin family, Qin Ling.

Ouyang Xian'er stopped in her tracks and tightly hugged Zhang Fan's arm. Her small body stood in front of Zhang Fan as she looked at the two of them with bright and beautiful eyes and said, "You two … What are you guys doing? "

The two men glanced at Ouyang Xian`er, and their eyes lit up.

"Everyone says that there is a servant girl in the Feng Clan that is especially pretty, I'm afraid that it is you." One of the men licked his lips and said softly.

Ouyang Xian`er's expression tightened and her large eyes were filled with vigilance. However, her small body was still unwaveringly blocking in front of Zhang Fan, and she didn't notice that Zhang Fan, who was being protected behind her, was slowly having a cold light appear in her eyes.

"Heh."

The man swept a glance at Ouyang Xian`er again, and saw that she had a curvy figure. Although she was somewhat young and immature, she exuded a sense of youth that made people feel comfortable.

The man laughed lightly and said: "The Feng family is on the verge of decline, if it wasn't for Feng Batian, I'm afraid they would have already been annihilated. What's the good of you staying there? How about you serve me in the future? Big brother will definitely make you eat, drink, and have a wonderful life. "

Ouyang Xian`er's face was pale as she bit her lips.

At that moment, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.

"Where is the girl who shielded a man from the rain?" Zhang Fan's voice was gentle, without the slightest fluctuation. "Girl, get behind me. The dignity of a man needs to be defended by himself!"

"Young Master." Ouyang Xian`er's expression turned sluggish.

Warm hands left her shoulders, but a bleak figure appeared in front of her.

"Ouch."

The two men looked at each other and simultaneously laughed out loud, as if they had seen something funny.

Seeing the two laughing people, Zhang Fan's expression did not change at all. His face was still as calm as ever.

At this moment, their confrontation had attracted the attention of quite a number of people.

"Miss, there are so many people over there watching. Can we go take a look?" A girl with a tranquil appearance looked at another girl as she giggled.

The other girl raised her head after hearing his words. Her eyes looked lively and her cheerful face seemed to have a hint of mischievousness in them.

"Sure." The girl nodded and quickly walked over with the other girl.

After walking over, that quiet looking girl couldn't help but frown.

"Why are Zhang Tingfei and Qin Ling so hateful? Why are they always bullying people?" The girl pouted. When her gaze landed on Zhang Fan, her cute eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Young miss, isn't that the young master of the Feng family? The one you pushed unconscious last time! "

The other girl also heard this, and her gaze landed on Zhang Fan. She playfully stuck out her tongue. Clearly, the girl's words reminded her of something.

"A trash wants to defend his dignity?" Zhang Ting Fei's expression changed as he suddenly noticed the two girls not far away. One of the girls was the daughter of the Ye family that he had always admired.

In an instant, Zhang Ting Fei's entire body became stiff and straight. Seeing the look of disdain on Zhang Fan's face, it was obvious that he didn't place any importance on Zhang Fan.

"Yeah." The other man nodded his head and glanced at the sword in Zhang Fan's right hand.

"It's also my first time seeing a trash wield a sword. How laughable."

The ridicule from the two of them might not have been a big deal to Zhang Fan, but the little girl standing behind Zhang Fan was angry. She wouldn't allow anyone to call her young master like this, because she didn't know when, but Zhang Fan had become a lot taller in her heart.

"Enough?"

Zhang Fan slowly spoke, his voice cold. He lifted his right hand and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked very calm and composed, but his bright eyes made people not dare to look him in the eye.

The two men were a little surprised. If it was the old Zhang Fan, he would have already dragged Ouyang Xian`er away. But now, the other party was looking at them with such a calm expression, causing them to be a little absent-minded.

No matter how they looked at it, he seemed to be an expert above them.

However, they all thought that it was just an illusion. How could a piece of trash fly up a branch and become a phoenix? It seemed that he hadn't taught Zhang Fan a lesson in such a long time. Perhaps he didn't even know what his surname was anymore.

Zhang Ting flew out, and a gray energy floated up from his body. At this moment, he couldn't help but cast a glance in the direction of the two girls with an arrogant expression on his face.

"Heh, useless trash. I'll let you see the strength of a Fighter 5-dan."

As Zhang Ting's words fell, the energy suddenly contracted. In an instant, his body rushed towards Zhang Fan. His right hand clenched as a domineering and sharp force instantly gushed out.

A trace of astonishment appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes, but was quickly replaced by a cold glint.

With an instantaneous movement, the purple cloud cultivation technique circulated within his body. Was he still the trash of the past? Today! Today, he was going to completely remove all of the reputation of the trash from his body.

Zhang Xianfei's vision blurred, and Zhang Fan's body disappeared from sight. He could clearly sense a gentle yet domineering force sweeping towards him from the left.

Stunned, unable to believe his eyes, Zhang Ting Fei turned around to look and all he saw was a fist gradually growing bigger.

"Bang." With a groan, Zhang Ting Fei's body was sent flying backwards. The flush on his face gradually faded as a pale expression appeared on his face.

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes. Zhang Xianfei's techniques were full of flaws in his eyes, and he was able to fully display all of his flaws. Zhang Fan was also within his control, and if he were to draw his sword, he would have more than ten methods to hang him here.

If it was the old Zhang Fan, he would definitely seize every opportunity to kill, but in his previous life, he was from a previous life after all, so he had some sense of propriety here. After all, the other party was one of the big clans of Floating Cloud Country.

After standing up, Zhang Ting had an expression of disbelief and shock. He carefully looked at Zhang Fan. That's right, he was the trash of the Feng Clan, right?

But he was knocked down by a piece of trash in his eyes?

Unreconciled! Anger! And most importantly, there were two girls in the distance that he was watching intently.

Shame! Zhang Xianfei felt a sense of shame, as a sinister look gradually appeared on his face. He glared at Zhang Fan and said, "Good boy, you actually know something."

He spread out his right hand, and an illusory shadow gradually appeared in his palm. Although it looked blurry at the moment, Zhang Fan was able to tell that it was a grey wolf. Was this the Martial Spirit?

Surprise appeared on Zhang Fan's face.