Joy of Life: Grandmaster of the Fan Family

Fan Xian's tone was cordial, and there was even a sparkle in his eyes.

With his current level of cultivation, it is undoubtedly abnormal for such a situation to occur.

But no one present found it strange.

After so many years of living together day and night, they have already known Fan Xian's past very clearly.

Heart to heart.

If they were Fan Xian, they would probably have the same feelings towards Wu Zhu, who had grown up with them.

But Wuzhu found it hard to understand.

Although he is now more human, from Wuzhu's perspective, he doesn't feel like he has ever left.

The communicator with Fan Xian was a part of his consciousness, which meant that they were together almost every day.

Although he couldn't understand it, Wuzhu still showed respect.

He did not push Fan Xian away.

"Uncle Wu Zhu, my strength is much stronger now than before."

After a brief reminiscence, Fan Xian spoke to Wu Zhu with great interest.

His current strength has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Not to mention that he also had the spiritual sword given to him by Fan Bin in his hand.

Even if we look at the entire world of immortal cultivation, Fan Xian's current strength cannot be underestimated.

Wuzhu’s strength is not bad either.

But in Fan Xian's eyes, the strength of his Uncle Wu Zhu is fixed.

At first he was at the peak of Grandmaster, and later he reached the peak of Golden Core.

Theoretically speaking, at that time his strength was equal to Wuzhu's.

But in fact, when the two sides really fought, Fan Xian could not gain any advantage at all.

Wu Zhu is indestructible, and he knows Fan Xian very well. Whenever the two fight, Wu Zhu always strikes first.

Although Fan Xian likes his uncle Wu Zhu.

But he was never able to surpass Wuzhu, which was a regret for him.

After reminiscing about the past, Fan Xian immediately wanted to make up for this regret. He stared at Wu Zhu with high morale.

The desire to compete and challenge is extremely strong.

"Big brother and Uncle Wuzhu just came down, and Mr. Li wants them to rest for a while."

Lin Wan'er spoke at the right time.

Although she loved Fan Xian deeply, many times, Lin Wan'er had no way of understanding the thoughts of the people around her.

There is absolutely no logic in their thinking.

It's not just Fan Xian.

Several other people were also eager to try.

They had competed with Wu Zhu before, but had never gained any advantage over him.

Now that they have a chance to save their face, how could they not do it?

"I don't understand!"

Wu Zhu said sincerely.

He also didn't understand the way Fan Xian and others thought.

But he did not reject the suggestion of exchanges between the two sides.

"Let me go first. I'm the weakest among us."

Wang Shisanlang made a suggestion.

"No!"

Fan Xian flatly refused.

At this time, Shisan Wang had also advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

Although the spiritual treasure in his hand is not as advanced as Fan Xian's.

But his current strength is definitely not comparable to when they were in the Jindan realm.

As soon as Wang Shisanlang appears, Uncle Wuzhu will probably suffer.

By then, even if Fan Xian defeated Uncle Wu Zhu.

Not very glorious...

"Except for my eldest brother, Uncle Wu Zhu has never lost to anyone, right? This great and glorious task must be entrusted to me."

While Fan Xian was speaking, he had already taken out the dagger.

Although he could decide the outcome in an instant by using the magic treasure, Fan Xian obviously felt that such a victory was not fair.

The duel between real men should be fought in the manner of warriors.

Punch to the flesh.

Although Fan Xian successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage through the path of an immortal cultivator.

But he himself entered the Tao through martial arts, and the art of riding the wind and breaking the waves laid a solid foundation for him.

Wait until Fan Xian advances to the Nascent Soul stage, especially until he advances to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

His physical fitness has improved at least three times compared to before.

Fan Xian is now full of confidence and will definitely not lose to Uncle Wu Zhu.

"Then let's stay away from it."

The scene of the two people fighting, even if they don't use technological weapons and spells, the affected area will definitely not be small.

If they don't leave here, they may be implicated.

It would be fine for other people, but Lin Wan'er's strength is low and she is now pregnant with a little life.

No matter what, it can't affect him.

After hearing Fan Bin speak up, the others said nothing and chose to cooperate.

They walked at least a hundred meters away before stopping.

Although this location is still unsafe.

But with Fan Bin around, they don't have to worry about getting hurt.

"Uncle Wuzhu, I'm welcome."

Facing Wuzhu, Fan Xian stepped on the ground.

The magic power in his body burst out directly from under his feet.

No magic or magic weapon assistance is required.

Relying solely on a strong body and explosive magic power.

Fan Xian's instant speed directly exceeded the speed of sound.

That is about a few hundred meters in one second.

Given the distance between him and Wu Zhu, Fan Xian suddenly exploded and was in front of Wu Zhu in the blink of an eye.

He changed the angle of the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into Wuzhu's shoulder.

This position will not be a problem even if you get injured.

Not to mention Fan Xian at this time, because his spiritual sense was extremely powerful.

He controlled his body at high speed without any burden at all, and he was absolutely able to control it with ease.

Once Wuzhu can't cope with it.

Fan Xian could stop immediately.

At this moment, Fan Xian felt extremely happy.

When he was practicing before, he successfully broke through to the Nascent Soul stage and was able to use magic weapons freely.

But Fan Xian never felt real.

To put it bluntly, because he uses martial arts to enter the Tao, Fan Xian never has a clear understanding of his current strength.

But it's different now.

When he untied the shackles on himself and began to unleash his current strength with all his strength.

Fan Xian clearly felt the improvement in his personal strength.

He is now different from him before.

They are like two different people!

This kind of transformational improvement in strength cannot be felt unless it is actually demonstrated on the battlefield.

After Fan Xian fully exerted his power, he could feel tens of thousands of pores on his body.

There is not a single pore that is uncomfortable.

"Uncle Wuzhu, I'm so sorry."

Because the speed was so fast, there was even an afterimage left behind Fan Xian.

However, facing such attacks.

Wu Zhu, who was holding the iron rod, did not seem panicked at all.

He looked at Fan Xian indifferently.

Seeing Fan Xian rushing towards him like a headless fly.

Then, Wuzhu slightly turned sideways.

His sideways movement may seem ordinary, but in fact it had been calculated thousands of times.

The distance was neither too far nor too close, just enough to successfully avoid Fan Xian's dagger.

"So fast."

Fan Xian was a little surprised.

Wu Zhu's speed at this time didn't seem to be much slower than his.

Fan Xian didn't have time to think, and immediately turned the dagger and changed the attack position.

In a flash, the dagger's attack angle changed from attacking the shoulder to attacking the arm.

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded.

Because they see with their eyes.

It's not about fighting in person.

With their current strength, they might not be able to fight at the same speed as these two.

But they could still see it clearly. Both sides were able to change their moves temporarily during such a fast-paced battle.

And it changed tactics more than once.

In a flash, they changed their tactics at least seven or eight times.

If they hadn't had concerns about each other, there would have been more clashes between them.

The dagger and the iron rod collided.

The two were forced to separate.

Fan Xian, who had been showing off just now, stared at Wu Zhu with an unpleasant expression.

He was extremely certain that Uncle Wu Zhu's strength had improved.

"Uncle Wuzhu, you're not going to let me go, are you?"

Fan Xian glanced at his elder brother.

His eldest brother stood there calmly, seemingly not worried about the fight between them.

Fan Xian understood very well that it was obvious that his elder brother had helped Uncle Wu Zhu improve his strength.

When Wu Zhu heard Fan Xian's question, he did not give an answer immediately.

His brief silence seemed to have explained the truth of the matter.

"You don't need to give in to me. Just show me how capable you are."

Fan Xian gritted his teeth.

Fan Xian felt resentful.

This is not to say that he blamed his elder brother for helping Wuzhu improve his strength.

It is imperative to help Uncle Wuzhu improve his strength.

Unless his eldest brother can't do it.

Otherwise, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely help Uncle Wu Zhu improve his strength.

But the question is, when will you fail to help Wuzhushu improve?
Why are you in such a hurry?

If Uncle Wuzhu’s strength had not improved at this time.

Then Fan Xian had won easily.

Back then, he and Fan Bin were often beaten by Wuzhu in the bamboo forest of Danzhou.

Even though so many years have passed.

Whenever he thought about it, Fan Xian could still feel the pain on the back of his arms?

Now I finally have the chance to take revenge.

But it was messed up by Fan Bin, the eldest brother.

His elder brother had already taken revenge that year.

Only he...

Thinking of this, Fan Xian has made up his mind that he must take revenge today even if he has to use all his trump cards.

Otherwise.

As his eldest brother's strength becomes more and more terrifying, Uncle Wu Zhu's progress may far exceed theirs.

Don't think this is something incredible.

With Wuzhu's background, it's unfortunate that he has no chance of advancement.

As long as there is a chance to improve.

Uncle Wuzhu’s future strength is unpredictable.

"Yes."

Wu Zhu nodded.

Even though he already has human emotions.

Unless there are special circumstances, he will still tell the truth.

Completely disregarding other people's face.

After hearing Wuzhu's answer, Wang Shisanlang, who had just signed up enthusiastically to play,

I felt like the cold sweat on my back was about to wet my clothes.

Fortunately, Fan Xian took over his job.

Otherwise, he would probably get beaten when facing Wuzhu.

"Then I'd like to learn it from you. The art of riding the wind and breaking the waves, the waves are flying!"

Fan Xian held a dagger in his hand, and used it to emit cold rays of light.

In the eyes of ordinary people, facing this move of Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves is like facing a raging sea.

The waves hit, creating little sprays.

These waves may not look threatening, but in fact they are like a dragnet, leaving no place for people to hide.

Haitang Duoduo was standing by and couldn't help but nod in admiration when she saw this move.

The martial arts they had learned before.

Even if it was as powerful as a grandmaster's personal martial arts, considering their current realm, its help to them would be almost negligible.

In a real battle.

Let them give up their own magic weapons and spells and use their previous martial arts.

That's simply not realistic.

Just like if they have a knife to cut the ribs, they will never use a stone to break the ribs.

Some things are destined to be eliminated.

No matter how advanced the martial arts they practice are, they can only practice to the peak of the grandmaster level, which is not as good as the method of cultivating immortals.

But the Art of Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves is clearly an exception.

Even at this time, the Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves Technique is still useful.

It is even more useful than they expected.

Fan Xian used the Wind and Waves Riding Technique to perform a move.

Put yourself in Wuzhu's shoes and put them in Wuzhu's position.

They all had to face it with caution.

"This is no longer in the realm of martial arts, it's more like magic."

Just as everyone was commenting like this.

Just when everyone thought Wuzhu should respond cautiously.

Wuzhu suddenly took action.

This was completely different from the speed at which he had just fought with Fan Xian.

He strikes like lightning.

He completely ignored the waves and attacked Fan Xian directly.

Fan Xian's flying waves have already been launched.

When he found the five bamboo iron spikes, he had to put the dagger back.

If he doesn't give up the attack.

The waves he created couldn't even splash onto Wuzhu's body, for he himself was afraid that he would be pulled out by the iron rod.

Wuzhu's speed has at least doubled compared to just now.

Even if there is spiritual consciousness.

Faced with such speed, Fan Xian could only barely block it and couldn't even defend himself.

"Ping!"

The iron rod and the dagger collided, accompanied by sparks.

All of Fan Xian's attacks missed...

This is not the end. The result of the head-on collision between the two was that Fan Xian flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

A group of fellow audience members were stunned.

Just now, the two were fighting evenly?
How come the situation changed so suddenly in just a short moment?

Just when they were confused, everyone saw Fan Xian flying backwards, plowing the ground with the dagger in his hand, and stopped abruptly.

He was pale and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"As expected of Uncle Wu Zhu, your speed..."

Fan Xian was deeply shocked.

Wuzhu's improvement in strength is obviously different from theirs.

As long as he finds the right method, Wuzhu's strength will improve by leaps and bounds.

Catch him off guard.

Just as Fan Xian was thinking this, Wu Zhu rushed towards him with an iron rod in his hand.

“Is it necessary to do this?”

Seeing Fan Xian injured, Lin Wan'er's eyes were full of worry.

She knew that they had a good relationship and it was impossible for them to fight to the death.

But Fan Xian had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Is this competition a bit too harsh?
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Wuzhu knows what to do."

Fan Bin whispered comfortingly.

With Wu Zhu's current strength, it is easy to control Fan Xian.

Fan Xian had obviously realized this as well.

He knew very well that if he continued to stalemate in hand-to-hand combat, he would have no chance of winning.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wuzhu. Bring me the sword!"

In order to win, Fan Xian no longer cared about maintaining his previous demeanor.

He directly summoned a top-grade spiritual weapon.

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(End of this chapter)