In Zhan Zhao's eyes, Lin fan is so young that he feels that he is doing useless work. There's no need to try. 90% of Lin can't beat him. What's the point?
The reason why I came here to try was just a passing experience. No matter how unwilling, we have to admit that the young man in front of him is really the son of the master.
is as like as two peas. Both verve and voice are so similar that even Zhan Zhao has an illusion.
Standing in front of him is the young master!
"Zhan Zhao, your strength has reached the middle of dark strength, and you should have been stagnant for a long time, right?"
His eyes were taken back from Zhan Zhao. Lin Fan joked, "do you need me to help you? I can help you improve your strength to the late stage of dark strength."
Eyelid son jumps, Zhan Zhao looks at Lin Fan with a smile in amazement. The reason for his dismay is that Lin fan is laughing, and the reason for his dismay is that Lin fan does not pay attention to him.
Over the years, his strength has been staying in the middle of dark strength. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a step forward, which made him depressed.
Now Lin Fan said that he could improve his strength, which is obviously a lie. No, to be precise, it's humiliation, humiliation, denial.
"Young master, I have started. Please forgive me if you have offended me."
Aroused by Lin Fan's anger, Zhan Zhao clenches the knife in his hand, and suddenly steps on the ground and then pours forward. The speed of the moment, the next moment appeared in front of Lin fan.
The double swords cross into a cross. In Zhan Zhao's eyes, Lin fan has already been divided into four pieces. Under his dark strength in the medium term, the result is beyond doubt.
It's just that the idea is just beginning to come out, and the next second the feeling of disappointment comes up. Take a closer look at where there is Lin Fan's shadow in front of him, and his double swords fall into the air and miss everything.
"Zhan Zhao, don't think about the battle." Lin Fan's voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Conditionally, Zhan Zhao turns around and splits Lin fan behind him. Although it was just a simple face-to-face, through this contact, Zhan Zhao realized that this young master was not as weak as he thought.
However, the outcome depends on the follow-up. It's not possible that Lin Fan just happens to know, or that Lin Fan just happens to know.
It's just that this happened to turn into black in the next half hour. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch Lin fan.
"Zhan Zhao, stop it."
Once again, when he comes to Zhan Zhao's back, Lin Fan raises his knife and cuts it down. Feeling the terrible power behind him, Zhan Zhao, who wanted to defend himself, could not respond.
With a bang, the whole man fell face down to the ground. The huge gravity makes the whole person paralyzed, but he can't lift up when he wants to get up.
At this moment, Zhan Zhao's heart is full of horror. An indescribable fear filled his mind and made him feel powerless.
He failed, and failed so thoroughly that he could not fight back. Even Lin Fan's body did not touch, so it failed.
"Zhan guard, my father should have told you that you can't underestimate the enemy whenever you encounter an enemy, do you?"
Looking down from the ground, Lin Fan's voice is full of Indifference: "from the beginning, you have underestimated the enemy, so your whole body is full of flaws."