C362 (1/2)

down 362 months of sparring

”...”

Seeing Murong Yi's serious expression, Li Fan's defense line was slightly attacked.

In particular, Murong Yi even licked his lips. There was no need to speak of that seductive power.

This girl was simply too much! He was about to teach her a lesson when he heard a familiar shout from outside.

”Young Hero Li, are you here? This old man has come to bother you.”

”Stay in the room first, I'll go out and spar with Castle Master Yin.”

Li Fan was also a martial arts fanatic, and when he heard that he could compete with Fort Master Yin, he could no longer hold it in, and directly walked out.

”Ok, master. I will boil the bath water for you!”

Murong Yi licked his lips again. Li Fan couldn't be bothered with her. This girl, if she played this game with him, he would deal with her sooner or later!

Li Fan walked out of the room. The moonlight was still beautiful outside, but Yin Wu Chao was standing outside in the small courtyard, one hand touching the long sword on his waist. Li Fan's gaze landed on the scimitar at his waist. This was definitely a treasured saber. The sabre's upper body was embedded with a crimson gem, and the gauntlet was embroidered with a small sheepskin. The scabbard holding this treasured saber was a Black-Striped Alligator's skin that was impervious to water and fire. It was also an extraordinary weapon.

”Young Hero Li, do you like this old man's blade?”

Yin Wujing was quite pleased with himself, ”I got a famous craftsman to forge this saber for me. It has been with me for decades, it can be said to be my old friend.”

As he spoke, he lightly pulled out a bit of the blade. The blade shone brightly, reflecting the moonlight above his head. This saber was like the second round of the moon.

”What kind of martial arts did Young Master Li learn? Murong Sword Art?”

Yin Wu Chao asked curiously, ”May I ask what level Young Hero Li's Martial God Technique has reached?”

”I'm sorry, but I don't practice the Divine Martial Arts and I don't learn the sword art.”

Li Fan said, ”Although I've been learning from Murong Ying for a while, right now, I'm using a self-created fist technique.”

He took a stance, ”It's called the Seven Heroic Fists. Please enlighten me, Fort Master Yin.”

”Oh? You actually created your own fist art at such a young age? ”

Yin Wu Chao smiled, but didn't seem to take it to heart. Judging from his eyes, he seemed to be slightly disappointed.

Li Fan knew that what he wanted to fight should be the Mu Rong family's sword art. Murong Ying's Martial God Technique was unique to the entire world.

However, Li Fan didn't care because he believed in his fist techniques.

”In that case, this old man will accompany Young Hero Li for two moves.”

Yin Wujing even put down his hand that was touching the blade, and raised his other hand at the same time, ”When I was walking in the martial arts world, aside from this Bright Moon Blade, I also learned some Stele Opening Skills. I don't mind accompanying Young Hero Li for a few moves.”

”Three moves.”

Li Fan stretched out three fingers, ”Within three moves, get Castle Master Yin to draw his blade.”

”Hahaha, youngsters are really ambitious!”

Yin Wu Chao couldn't help but laugh out loud, ”Good, good, good. Then I'll let you win.”

He beckoned to Li Fan with his hand, clearly indicating that he wanted to do it. Li Fan's body slightly lowered and he instantly entered the state of the Tiger Strike Technique.

Black! Tiger! Emperor!

Li Fan's entire demeanor changed, surprising Yin Wu Chao!

Just now, this youth seemed to have blended in with his surroundings, becoming one with nothing out of the ordinary. In just an instant, he had become a completely different person. It was as if he was a powerful king standing right in front of him. He had roamed the martial arts world for so many years, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart at this moment.

Good boy, what kind of martial arts is this, to be able to even change one's own aura?

Li Fan continued to lower his body, as though he was sticking close to the ground. He did not wait for Yin Wuchao to react. He had already dashed forward like a black tiger pouncing on its prey. In a flash, he had arrived in front of Yin Wuchao!