"Hmm? Someone?" Zhao Heng obviously heard the sounds of tossing and shouting, and felt that someone was fighting nearby. He jumped onto a nearby roof curiously and looked at the place where the sound was made.

I saw an extremely familiar figure fighting back and forth with a Xuanyun Leopard, but the Xuanyun Leopard was already covered in blood.

Not far from this battlefield, a big yellow dog was lying in the middle of the corpses of the two shadow cats, gasping for breath, and was turning back and staring at him vigilantly.

That figure was Xu Fan who had appeared in his dream for thousands of times.

Zhao Heng looked at Xu Feng's back and a nameless anger surged into his heart, subconsciously shouting: "It turns out that you are just like this. You can't beat a Xuanyun Leopard with weapons, a waste."

"puff!"

Xu Fan stabbed Xuan Yunbao's chin with a knife, ending this opponent who had been tortured by him for a long time.

The harsh and fast knife made Zhao Heng subconsciously think of the punch that had wiped out his dignity and confidence, and his face turned pale.

"I've made you suffer. I originally wanted to practice with you for a while, but I don't want strangers to disturb us." Xu Fan whispered to Xuan Yunbao's corpse.

Then he cut off its ear with a knife and put it into his pocket on his waist. Even Zhao Heng didn't even look at it, and he sank into the night with his rhubarb again.

The greatest insult to a person is to ignore his generous remarks.

However, Xu Fan was just too lazy to pay attention to him.

Zhao Heng looked at Xu Fan's back, his face was pale, his heart was bleeding, and his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

There is nowhere to leak, only killing.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Listening to a roar from afar, Feng Buyu muttered curiously: "That animal was so drunk in the middle of the night?"

In another military camp not far from Luoxia Town, there are many famous figures in Chang'an City sitting in an empty hall.

They sat in groups of three or three against hundreds of monitors and a huge screen in the building, or savoring tea and talking about the young people fighting on a certain screen, or simply appreciating the tender fighting methods.

"Aren't you doing missions outside at this time of year? Why are you interested in coming back to see the trials of these little guys this year?" A middle-aged man wearing light blue soft armor looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him and said.

The man had a striking sign on his chest, a small blue lotus.

This person is Feng Kuang, the director of the Chang'an Branch of Hei Lianwu Curtain.

The middle-aged man opposite him was wearing black soft armor, and a long sword logo on his chest showed his identity - the Chinese military.

This person is the commander of a division of the Chinese military stationed in Chang'an City.

Luo Rui glanced at the figure who was moving among a group of black cloud leopards not far away, and then said in a plain tone: "The mission is over, so I'm back. By the way, I'll see if there are any good seedlings."

Feng Kuang knew why this guy was called a mission maniac and didn't believe in his words at all.

"It's for that person in another world?" he asked softly.

Luo Rui raised his eyebrows without answering.

"Oh, this kid is good!" Feng Kuang suddenly said in surprise, "Pick up the monitor No. 103! Cut this screen back!"

The subordinates of the uniform quickly took the monitor and handed it to Feng Kuang, and then entered some instructions in front of a complicated computer.

Then the picture began to retreat until a figure that kept intersecting with two black cloud leopards appeared.

"Look, this little guy dares to play like this when he is so young. He is even more courageous than I used to!"

Feng Kuang screamed and handed the monitor to Luo Rui to see. His movement attracted several subordinates around him.

However, when they wanted to come and watch, they were stared at by Feng Kuang and sat back in fear.

Luo Rui looked at the little figure who was constantly trying to reduce his extra movements and smiled: "This kid can, although it is a little stiff, but his every move has a sense of skill and his movements are also very sharp."

Feng Kuang stared at Xu Fan's figure for a while, gradually frowned, and the incredible look in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "This guy actually practiced a body technique to the level of integration, and looking at the figure, it seemed...!"

"No, it's not a fusion, damn, it's perfect!"

"No matter how you look at this kid, you are only sixteen or seventeen years old? He knows how to use this trial to hone his body skills, and he has reached the level of perfection! It's incredible! Genius!"

"I remember that Mo Wuying, who was recruited in the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall last year, practiced his body skills to the fire realm when he was nineteen years old, and how old is this guy!"

Luo Rui was also shocked. Such an excellent junior has been snatched by Tianxing and Hei Lian over the years, and very few can enter the military.

"No, I must fight for Xu Fan, otherwise this will be a big loss to my Chinese army," Luo Rui looked excited, but looked at Feng Kuang, then thought about it, and sat down again, "It must not be too obvious, I will take advantage of this guy in a while."

However, Feng Kuang did not give up, but called his brother Feng Lie, who was another giant in the Chang'an branch of the Hei Lianwu Curtain.

"Brother, I have found a good seedling and plan to grab it for our Black Lotus."

Feng Kuang whispered.

"Who, can you be sure of?" Feng Lie asked curiously. He was particularly curious about the boy who could make his "crazy" brother fall in love with him.

"A boy who has mastered his body skills to the level of perfection." Feng Lie glanced at Luo Rui with a calm face and said softly, then saw Luo Rui frowning.

Feng Lie felt more and more surprised. When did such a powerful boy come out of Chang'an City and didn't even notify him?

"Is the origin clear?" Feng Lie finally couldn't help it, and he asked bluntly.

"It's very clear that a senior student from Tianxing Martial Arts School is an orphan and has no background." Feng Kuang said as he looked at the information at hand.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Luo Rui couldn't sit still. He hurriedly got up and walked out, and also called his watch.

Xu Fan, who was constantly honing himself in Luoxia Town, was also becoming more and more surprised. He found that as he continued to explore his potential, his various abilities became stronger and stronger.

By fighting against the two Xuanyun Leopards he had suffered from through hardships, Xu Fan discovered his shortcomings in his body - stiffness and unnatural. Although he had conducted a lot of footwork training in the academy before, he had always targeted people and never fought with beasts.

This is completely different than what I felt when I was practicing in the academy.

Sure enough, actual combat is the best choice to improve his strength, and he is also glad that if he had not come to this world, he might have never been able to do these things.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A regular sound of drums suddenly came from outside the town.

Xu Fan moved his body and stood up from the worn cotton pad in an abandoned room.

"Dahuang is gone," he stretched out his big laziness and looked at the sunset that was about to set not far away and said to himself, "The assessment has finally ended. You should be able to join the elite team, right? I wonder how Wang Jing's coming-of-age ceremony is like."

As the gate of Luoxia Town was artificially sealed slowly opened, teenagers covered in smoke and dust walked out of Luoxia Town one after another.
Chapter completed!