Chapter 182

After understanding the real Yunluo, and after many battles, Zhang Fan is becoming more and more skilled. This speed, with the help of the effect of thunder, achieves an instant cohesion and an instant explosion.

One second, he is holding the time of this second.

It has been his habit for a long time, that is to observe carefully in the battle, because an opponent's mistake will become a fatal weakness for him. Then, aiming at this weakness, he will either kill or launch a violent attack, with only one ultimate goal, death

under such a sharp edge, a bloodstain will appear in the devil's eyes On the neck of the beast, when the blood was pouring, Zhang Fan held it with his right hand and spread it out, the energy condensed and lined up again, and the blood instantly flowed faster.

Accelerate, this palm absolutely accelerated the speed of the death of Warcraft, after all this, Zhang Fan's body retreated out, and at this time the Warcraft issued a low voice, originally fierce eyes also suddenly became dim down, but still toward Zhang Fan's direction.

Zhang Fan's body did not move. When the Warcraft was still one meter away from him, it collapsed and made a low voice.

With a little breath, Zhang Fan's whole body becomes loose. He fights with spirit level Warcraft. He does have confidence, but the consumption in the process of fighting is absolutely huge.

And because at the last test point, he used antipsychotic transformation, with the energy consumption again, the reaction of his antipsychotic transformation gradually emerged.

Looking at the old man, Zhang Fan couldn't help saying: "I passed it"

"passed" the old man nodded gently, still with a look of surprise. From the battle just now, Zhang Fan's control reached a very strong stage. The grasp was not only accurate, but there was no panic in the whole fighting process. Only one point can be reflected, so Zhang Fan absolutely experienced many times This kind of battle, otherwise absolutely can't do so flustered, and extremely calm.

But it's hard for him to imagine what such a young boy has experienced.

"give me your brand," the old man said for a long time.

Zhang Fan nodded gently and put the little Warcraft in his arms. Then he handed the sign to the old man.

When the old man took over, he looked at Zhang Fan again, and found that the little Warcraft was lying in Zhang Fan's arms, which made him feel very strange.

Stretching out his right hand, a force emerged. After a complex mark appeared on the brand, he handed it to Zhang Fan and said, "OK, go to the next test point. By the way, during the test, there is no difference between day and night, only pass or not"

it's understandable for Zhang Fan. It's a kind of tempering of willpower.

"The next test point is Wangyue Pavilion. You will know what to assess when you get there." the old man once again said, "Wangyue Pavilion is behind Wudou Pavilion. You can see it when you go around."

Zhang Fan nodded and went straight outside.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, the old man thinks that Zhang Fan should be able to pass the examination to the end. If he can't, he will only feel sorry. Then he looks at the Warcraft, and the bloodstain on its neck is so eye-catching.

Direct attack on the opponent's most vulnerable place? And look at the position, Zhang Fanna grasp is absolutely just right.

Walking out of the room, Zhang Fan first saw that many people had gathered here. It seems that there are still quite a lot of people who can walk here. However, when he thought of the number of people who have signed up outside, he could not show anything by comparing with here.

Go outside, Zhang fan can't help but look at the sky at this time, and found that it was close to dusk. Thinking of the old man's words, Zhang Fan shrugged helplessly and walked forward.

When he came to the Wangyue Pavilion, Zhang Fan didn't stop there and went in directly.

After coming inside, Zhang Fan found that it was still a hall. At this time, there were more than 20 people waiting inside. After Zhang Fan came in, he immediately attracted people's attention.

"What to test here?" Zhang Fan was completely confused at this time, because there was only one hall, and nothing else could be seen.

"Brand" at this time, a middle-aged man came up and said a word to Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan handed over the sign, the man nodded and said, "go there and wait"

the color of doubt reappeared. Zhang Fan went there. After arriving there, Zhang Fan glanced at the number of people, plus his own words, about 25 people. What's this to do? What's a little surprised is that there are seven or eight girls in it, and the color of surprise flashed slightly It seems that the talent of people who can come here is very high.

"Ah, after waiting for a long time, a man finally came." after Zhang Fan went there, he heard a helpless word from 25 people.

"Waiting for someone?" hearing this voice, Zhang Fan's eyebrows couldn't help picking. Then he didn't think much and waited patiently. Twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan looked as if he hadn't started the test. He stood there and closed his eyes. With the fluctuation of energy in his body, he began to recover.The cost ahead is so much, and the next test will be more and more difficult, so it is absolutely good to keep the best state.

At this time, the voice of the old man who was standing in front of him changed into a kind of gray, but he didn't know how long he was standing in front of him Needless to say, the strength of the old man is absolutely extremely strong, otherwise he would never have this feeling.

"This test is a test of how much pressure everyone is under. Thirty people, separated by one meter, who insist on half a pillar of incense, can pass it." the voice of the old man sounded, and Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the old man. At this time, he felt a slight fluctuation, as if from the old man's body.

After the 30 people separated, a man lit something similar to a incense candle, which made Zhang Fan more confused. At this time, his body was shocked and his eyes were shocked. At this time, a terrible pressure suddenly pressed on them, which made Zhang Fan's body bend down without any preparation. This is not bad. In addition, it's not bad There were several people lying on the ground.

In horror, Zhang Fan understood something. He raised his head and looked at the old man. This momentum was just emanating from the old man. How terrible the old man's strength was

and the old man, his eyes, didn't seem to have the slightest emotional color. With the passage of time, the pressure increased a little bit.

Take a deep breath, Zhang Fan bites his teeth, and his bent body straightens up a little bit. There are so many people here, he can't be inferior to others, either do the best or leave. Even if he has a breath, he has to stick to it until the end. Can't Zhang Fan bear it for five minutes Minutes, just let oneself body tight up, from this we can see the old man burst out of the pressure how terrible and strong.

When Zhang Fan's body completely stood upright, he clearly felt the energy rising around him, and the colorful energy obviously released his martial spirit.

Zhang Fan's expression fluctuates slightly, and the corners of his mouth are curved. Under such pressure, it is also an absolute training for people. When he is in the martial arts hall, he can carry it down under the pressure of his opponent, or even break through. Then he will never let go of such a good opportunity.

In order to resist pressure and resist pressure, it's absolutely a pity to have such an environment.

When he thought of this, Zhang Fan took a deep breath again, and the energy in his body began to stir wildly. His face was full of strong will. Although he shook slightly, he still stood.

With the passage of time, the pressure is increasing, and the energy in Zhang Fan's body turns more quickly. At this time, there are several people who can't hold on and lie on the ground again.

Zhang Fan also feels extremely uncomfortable at this time. If people close to Zhang Fan, they may be able to hear Zhang Fan's bones make a subtle sound.

"Hey"

the cold sweat also came down from Zhang Fan's face, but his body was still straight, which made him think of the time when he was trained by Huang Lao, and the training in the waterfall.

Pain? No, pain is absolutely false, but this kind of pain is compared with the pain of soul refining he suffered

Zhang Fan really wants to say at this time that the pressure is weak and explosive, and even stronger, he can still bear it.

The incense was burning very slowly. When it peeled off a little bit, several people fell down, more than 30 people. At this time, about three fifths of the remaining people looked like, but only four or five people stood upright in the audience, but Zhang Fan was the only one who didn't use his soul.

The pressure continued to increase. Zhang Fan felt pain and soreness all over his body at this time. His breath was getting thicker and thicker, and the sweat on his face was like rain.

"Touch" is accompanied by a dull voice, and another person falls to the ground. The first thing to do when lying on the ground is to breathe heavily and keep still, which is obviously overdrawn.

Zhang Fan also understands why it's difficult to assess. No matter it's men or women here, those who can't stick to it will quit directly. There's no room for negotiation. The most important thing is that the pressure is still going on