Super upgrade system

Chapter 166 The Noble Disciple
When Bu Fan arrived at the square, he found that five thousand young warriors had gathered here. Judging from the bearing of these people, they were undoubtedly noble warriors.

It's just that Bu Fan is puzzled that the number of noble disciples is not only 5000, so what happened to the [-] people who appeared here.

"Xu Shicang!"

At the front of the line, Bu Fan saw Xu Shicang's figure, but he didn't see Fu Yue'er's figure.

"A group of untouchables, stand behind me!"

Bu Fan was the fastest, and he was the first to reach the square at this moment, but before his feet landed, a noble disciple indeed punched him directly.

Judging by his gestures, he wanted to punch Bu Fan to the back, but the force was so strong that if he was a martial artist with rank five or six, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Martial disciples have nine levels and nine turns!"

Sensing the realm of the young man's cultivation, Bu Fan was not at all polite, seeing him punching him, he punched him in the same way.

"Crack!"

Then, there was a sound of bone cracking, and the young man was sent flying back by his punch, and seeing the irregular deformation of his arm, it was obvious that Bu Fan had broken his bones.

Bu Fan is now only one step away from the advanced martial artist realm. At this moment, his combat power is at full strength, with a strength of 15 jin. It is naturally easy to deal with a warrior with a strength of [-] jin.

"I remember that this world speaks with fists, a waste like you, what right do you have to call me a pariah here!"

Bu Fan looked at the young warrior coldly, and ignored his furious expression.

"Damn untouchable, if you dare to fight back, this world is not only about fists, but also background strength. If you dare to break my arm today, tomorrow I will expose your corpse to the wilderness!"

The young man covered his severed arm with a look of resentment. Although he was in full view of the public at this moment, he still threatened Bu Fan nakedly without any scruples.

"Then just give it a try, if you don't succeed, then on the third day, I'll chop you up and feed it to the dogs!"

Bu Fan didn't have the slightest fear, and confronted each other at this moment. Although he knew that he was a noble disciple, he still didn't give in at all.

"Boy, you really want to die!"

Around the young man, there were a total of [-] noble children gathered. At this moment, everyone looked at Bu Fan in unison, their eyes were like a wolf's, full of threats.

Seeing this, Bu Fan narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and sighed: "You are the ones who want to die. If you don't believe me, you open up the grave of your ancestor and drag his body out for everyone to see. Not from a poor family!"

"Second generation ancestors who forget their ancestors, you unfilial descendants, you really deserve to be killed!"

Bu Fan's confidence at the moment was not Xu Shicang, but Ren Xiaoyao who stood aside.

Because judging by his attire, it is obvious that he belongs to the lineage of loose cultivators from the poor family. At this moment, it is about a dispute between the two lines, so how could he not take action.

"you you!"

A few words from Bu Fan made the five thousand young disciples furious. What do you mean by digging up the graves of the ancestors and dragging their corpses out?

Even Xu Shicang showed a hint of anger, even if it was the same team at the moment, he also had the idea of ​​trying to teach Bu Fan a lesson.

"I said, isn't there only one thousand places for noble disciples? Where did the other four thousand places come from? Did they come out of rocks?"

"Then you guys are too careless. If you hit a rock, you guys who bully your teachers and ancestors will jump out. I really don't know in which life I did it!"

Bufan's words are like invisible weapons, and they are even more terrifying than weapons. At this moment, a few words are about five thousand noble disciples, and they all feel angry and hurt internally.

"Who is this kid? He is really a wonderful person. When did such a character come out of our poor family's lineage of casual cultivators!"

Ahead, more than a dozen deacon elders were a little dumbfounded. At this moment, a martial artist beside Ren Xiaoyao recovered his senses, and his eyes immediately revealed an expression of excitement.

"presumptuous!"

Hearing Bu Fan's insulting words, an old man immediately yelled furiously. At this moment, his face was ashen, and a burst of Yuan Li Qi came out of his body, directly attacking Bu Fan.

Seeing this, several warriors in Ren Xiaoyao's team couldn't sit still anymore. One of them pointed out that the same Yuan Li Gang Qi came out through his body and rescued Bu Fan.

"Lu Feiyang, what are you doing?"

The old man glared at Lu Feiyang, very dissatisfied with his rescue of Bu Fan.

Hearing this, Lu Feiyang was not to be outdone, he jumped to Bu Fan's side, angrily returned, and said: "What are you doing, as an elder, you attack a disciple, and you don't panic."

Xiang Pingshengji Ren Xiaoyao and his like must now have noble titles, but they were born from poor families, so they and these born noble warriors naturally became two factions.

"This son is rebellious, dare to offend our noble lineage, he has already committed a capital crime!"

The old man stepped out, and at this moment his eyes were staring at Bu Fan, and an aura belonging to a martial artist in the Wuling Realm gradually suppressed him.

"If I spray you with toilet water, offending your noble lineage will surely kill you. Now that you have offended me, don't you want to court death too!"

Lu Feiyang didn't give in at all. At this moment, he had decided to protect Bu Fan.

Moreover, not only he wants to protect him, but Ren Xiaoyao and others are also ready to protect him.

Otherwise, if the aristocrats are allowed to behave indiscriminately, where should they put the face of their poor families who are scattered and cultivated.

"Okay, let's all take a step back. Just you guys, you insist on making a distinction between noble and poor families. If I say, warriors in this world are originally a family."

When the old man and Lu Feiyang became more and more violent, the middle-aged woman rushed over with Fu Yue'er. At this moment, the middle-aged woman was in the middle of the two, preventing their stupid behavior.

"Moon!"

The beauty was right in front of him, but Bu Fan didn't take a second look. When he saw Xu Shicang striding towards him in the distance, he turned around and walked towards the back of the team.

Fu Yue'er looked up at Bu Fan's back, pursed her lips, and there was a trace of guilt and helplessness in her eyes.

"Yue'er, do you know him?"

Xu Shicang came to Fu Yueer's side, seeing her strange expression, he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Hearing this, Fu Yue'er withdrew her gaze, shook her head and said, "I don't know, I'm just curious."

"I don't know the so-called humble cultivator. With his attitude, he won't live long!"

Xu Shicang looked at Bu Fan with disdain, but he didn't expect him to have such a keen sense that he could see a trace of abnormality in Fu Yueer's eyes.

"I'm also a casual martial artist from a poor family, Mr. Xu thinks that a loose cultivator from a poor family deserves to die!"

Fu Yue'er replied coldly, her attitude was very different from before, it seemed that she was dissatisfied with Xu Shicang's attitude towards the humble cultivators.

(End of this chapter)