C42 Cao Rui's Good Friend

"Don't be so angry. We are all young people. There is no need to be so angry."

"Haha, I thought you were so tough. You threw yourself down before you even made a move."

"Of course. Great Reverend Chen is so powerful. How can he lower himself to attack the younger generation?"

"He is indeed a coward. He has already gone soft after just two sentences."

After hearing Chen Fan's words, the crowd immediately burst into an uproar. There was still the second half of the sentence waiting for them.

"Why don't we just bet on seniority? The winner will be decided in ten rounds. The loser will lower his status. In the future, when we meet in the Sect, we must greet him in time."

This could be said to be quite a rogue. Chen Fan was already a consecrated disciple. So what if he lost after being two generations older than these disciples?

According to his logic, Su Han still had to call him uncle, not to mention he did not intend to lose.

"You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Looks like I have to teach you a good lesson."

Su Han's face was extremely gloomy. There were at least over a hundred fellow disciples and fellow disciples in the surroundings. Being swept away so directly made him feel like he had lost a lot of face.

"Damn it, you're looking for a beating!"

Those few youths from before were clearly Su Han's lackeys. After receiving the signal from the past, they surrounded him with a hualala sound. They raised their fists and were about to make a move.

"All of you retreat first." Su Han looked at Chen Fan with a cold smile. He had to personally make this kid bleed in order to make up for his mistake.

Shua!

A flash of light flashed in front of his eyes. There were traces of medicinal Spiritual Energys appearing in the surrounding space. Su Han stretched out his hand and struck out, directly aiming at Chen Fan's face. His power was swift and fierce.

As the descendant of an elder, his cultivation was naturally not too bad. At the age of twenty, he already had the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining. Compared to Chen Fan, he was much stronger.

The latter easily rushed over, predicting the trajectory of this spiritual light. He allowed it to pierce through the wall, not harming himself.

There was a ready-made Spell Formation in the hall, and the fluctuation of energy at this level was naturally eliminated.

"Senior Brother Su is so formidable. He gave us a boost in prestige and called this kid so arrogant."

Many people were cheering, yet none of them noticed how Chen Fan had dodged.

The missed attack was far from what Su Han had expected. The anger on his face became even more obvious. He immediately mobilized all of his strength and struck out with his palm once again.

The sound of air exploding resounded, and a force of at least five hundred kilograms suddenly appeared in the hall. The surrounding area of several tens of meters was even swept into a vacuum state.

"His physical body isn't strong enough, and no matter how formidable his cultivation is to protect him, he's only able to bully his opponent at such a close distance, and it's merely an illusion."

Chen Fan's voice was extremely calm, as if he wasn't affected by the battle at all.

When Qi shi heard this, his turbid old eyes shone brightly. Only he could understand the meaning of this sentence.

Bang!

He seemed to have slowly stretched out a fist, yet it was actually extremely swift. It utterly didn't allow Su Han to have the chance to escape, and it seemed as if he hadn't reacted at all.

Just now, he only wanted to see how strong the experts of the younger generation of the Qing Xuan Sect were. Compared to the kid he fought with in the martial arena earlier, Su Han wasn't much stronger.

In this instant, the force dispersed and Su Han was sent flying. He was sent flying into the air by that punch.

With a dull thud, it sounded incomparably painful. It was possible that several bones had been broken. Such a heavy weight fell, and there was no protection at all.

What happened?

The hall instantly became deathly silent. Everyone was extremely shocked. They never thought that this would be the result.

It was obvious that Su Han had the upper hand. As soon as the two of them made contact, a huge force emerged from Chen Fan's body and deflected all the attacks.

"Chen Fan, you!"

Being beaten to the ground by a disdainful guy in front of so many people, Su Han was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He used his hand to point fiercely at Chen Fan, but he had nothing to say.

He was at fault in the first place. The latter marked the medicinal Jade Chip first, and forcefully asking for it was slightly excessive.

Moreover, he relied on his cultivation advantage to make a move. No matter how one put it, it shouldn't be such an outcome.

"What's wrong? You still haven't given me any pointers, right? Then I don't mind helping you again."

As he spoke, Chen Fan kicked the kid's back. His speed was so fast that not even Protector Qi could see it.

Su Han was sent flying out of nowhere. He happened to be in the position of a dog gnawing on mud, as well as that incomparably clear shoe print.

"Alright, that's enough. Battles are not allowed in the Engravement Hall."

Only when half of Chen Fan's body had stepped out of the door did Protector Qi speak up to stop him. It could be seen that he didn't have a good impression of Su Han either.

"Ah! Chen Fan, I'm going to kill you!"

Su Han wasn't willing to let this matter rest, so he crawled up and intended to continue chasing after Chen Fan. The Spiritual Energy around his body surged, and he even drew out a treasured sword in his hand.

Looking at this stance, it could be said that there would be a fierce battle between tigers and tigers in the valley.

"Xiao Ma, Su Han is injured. Support him over there to rest first. Don't mess around!"

Protector Qi shouted. He had a lot of experience in the Qing Xuan Sect and had retired all these years. He was in charge of guarding the gate.

Hearing that he was angry, Su Han could only suppress his anger and find a cushion to sit on. He was thinking about something in his heart.

"Alien Minister Chen, I know that you are not worried about their revenge, but I still know that the Sixth Elder is behind Su Han. He has always been very protective of the young."

Zhao Xu followed closely behind. Along the way, no one dared to talk about it anymore.

"Since I can give you some pointers, that old bull will naturally have nothing to worry about."

Chen Fan waved his hand, indicating that he should go to the storehouse.

"Is there anything else?"

Zhao Xu was getting more and more nervous. This master rarely showed his face, and once he made his move, he would stir up a huge storm.

"Take my moon offering." Chen Fan turned his head around with a serious expression on his face.

Zhao Xu nodded. ... ""

He had beaten Su Han up just a moment ago. He had thought that Su Han was really up to something. He was ready to call his master. He was actually going to get his reward.

The two of them walked quickly. Before long, they arrived at the treasury. There were still many experts hidden in the dark. The medicinal Chen Fans that were projected on Chen Fan's body this time were clearly much sharper.

"Looks like the news spread pretty quickly. Everyone in a faction knows about it." Chen Fan said to himself.

This kind of important place in the Sect was meant to be protected by a few disciples on duty. However, the number of people coming and going from the treasury was not as many as the Engravement Hall.

In a small building, three inner sect disciples were sitting peacefully. This was definitely a fat job, and he was very free.

The moon offerings of the entire Qing Xuan Sect were distributed from here. Of course, the cave behind them couldn't be entered as they wished. A protector would personally transport the Spiritual Being out.

"Junior Brothers, Alien Minister Chen and I are here to collect his moon offerings."

Zhao Xu came forward and asked. Logically speaking, he should have sent it to the Pingquan Peak.

Given Chen Fan's special situation, he did not expect anyone to help him run errands. He just did it himself, and his clothes and food were abundant.