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"There's no need for help. If it wasn't for the fact that I still have strength, I would probably be like the other fellow sect members. You, I'm not ready yet." Yang Fan cast a sidelong glance at the young man in white, and immediately voiced out his thoughts.

"Haha, that was just a misunderstanding. Junior must have seen wrongly. Besides, we will not abandon our fellow disciples. Since Junior is unwilling, I can only give up."

The white-clothed youth continued to smile, but from Yang Fan's point of view, his smile was one of caution.

"In that case, I'm leaving." Yang Fan didn't plan on staying any longer. He turned around and picked up the Scarlet Tiger's corpse, putting it into his storage bag. Along the way, he didn't say a single word.

Watching as Yang Fan walked further and further away, the young man in white showed a cold glint in his eyes, while clenching his fists tightly. This was the first time he felt such hatred from someone other than Zuo Jingyun. Who was he? He was the grandson of an elder. Who in the sect wouldn't want to curry favor with him and flatter him? However, this man had humiliated him throughout his life. However, this matter would not end in such a way.

"Liu Yuan, what do you mean?" Why did you stop me, and what did you tell Young Master Qiu? Look at how arrogant that brat is, he's simply looking down on everyone else. " Fang Qiang was very angry at this moment, calling Liu Yuan by his name seemed to make things difficult for him. He believed that as long as Young Master Qiu was willing to make a move, the few of them would be able to capture him.

"Haha, Shidi Fang, don't be angry. Listen to me." He knows that Fang Qiang must be angry at him for letting that person go.

"If I'm not wrong, that person should be the one ranked second in the Sect Competition, Yang Fan." Liu Yuan pondered.

"What? You said that the new disciple is the second ranked disciple Yang Fan? But isn't that person at the middle Houtian seventh stage?" No matter how I look at it, this kid is only at the fifth level precelestial! " Fang Qiang was very surprised by Liu Yuan's words and could not help but be shocked.

"It's very possible. According to the information I received from the sect, that Yang Fan really does have the strength of a mid-Houtian Seventh Layer warrior." But don't forget, he did not release his aura at all, and was only at the fourth level precelestial. " Liu Yuan explained.

"But that kid is at the fifth level precelestial ah!" Fang Qiang asked, puzzled.

If that's the case, then everything will be reasonable. As for his strength, I don't think anyone understands it better than Young Master Qiu, but Young Master Qiu has fought with him many times, so we should be clear about that. Liu Yuan turned his gaze to the white-clothed youth, Qiu Yu.

On the surface, it seemed like Qiu Yu was the one suppressing Yang Fan, but in reality, Qiu Yu couldn't do anything to him. Every time he attacked, he would be deftly neutralized.

If he did not stop them just now, it was very likely that some unforeseen events would have occurred, not to mention the fact that the opponent was very strong, and if the four of them had attacked together, then even if the opponent could not beat them, they could still escape.

"What's Young Master Qiu's strength like?" Fang Qiang asked Qiu Yu instead.

"That's right!" If it wasn't for Liu Yuan blocking the way, maybe I would have rushed up too. Is he really as powerful as Liu Yuan said he is? " Another youth asked.

"Although it's not as what Liu Yuan said, that person is indeed quite strong. To be able to block my attack, he is clearly not an ordinary person." If what you say is true, then that so-called Yang Fan has the strength to fight against an early Houtian eighth stage martial artist, then that person should be able to, but in front of me, he can only take ten moves. If I truly use my strength, then he won't even be able to resist. " Qiu Yu said arrogantly, but his heart felt guilty.

If it was as Liu Yuan had said, he would be at the fourth level precelestial when he did not reveal his true aura. Now that he had revealed the strength of a fifth level precelestial, did this mean that he could fight with him? If that was the case, then this person was truly extremely dangerous.

"However, I was only giving face to the head of the school. After all, he was heavily taken care of, so even if I was the grandson of an elder, he still couldn't avoid being given a lesson. I was mainly thinking for your sake." Qiu Yu's words were very pretty, but Liu Yuan knew it was definitely not like that. However, he just watched quietly and did not point it out.

"I didn't think that Yang Fan would be so powerful, but Young Master Qiu is thinking for us, we are truly sorry." Fang Qiang revealed an astonished expression. He was also shocked by Yang Fan's strength.

Well, the other party is still giving us face. At least he's tactful, and knows to leave the first half of the Scarlet Tiger's corpse to us, after all, the most precious part is still in front. Take a look, and take out the tiger core. Qiu Yu pointed at the front half of the Scarlet Tiger's body as he instructed.

"Young Master Qiu, I don't think so, no beast core." Fang Qiang replied after fumbling around for a while.

"What? Impossible! Normally, the beast cores are kept in the skull. How can there not be one?" Qiu Yu was furious.

"There's a small crack on his head, could it be … could it be that Yang Fan did it?" Fang Qiang said uncertainly.

"Let me see." Qiu Yu quickly walked to the side of the red tiger's corpse and squatted down. After checking, there was indeed a small crack, but the hide was well hidden. If he hadn't been carefully fiddling with it, he wouldn't have been able to see it.

"Damn it, Yang Fan, don't let me meet you again!" "Ahhh!" Qiu Yu shouted towards the sky. He had never been humiliated like this before. He originally wanted to do something like this, but it seemed like he did not know how powerful he was without teaching his opponent a lesson.

"Ah choo, could it be Ling'er is thinking of me?" Yang Fan strolled along the ancient path, eating some fruits as he walked.

The little fox laid on Yang Fan's shoulder and looked around. When it heard Yang Fan's words, it rolled its eyes.

"Hehe, this half a month's harvest is truly not small!" The problem with beauty is that this one can eat so much, what should we do in the future? " Yang Fan sighed.

"What did you say?" The little fox's words immediately echoed in his mind, seemingly filled with anger.

"Hur hur, I was joking, I was joking." Yang Fan quickly waved his hands, silently lamenting how difficult it was to serve this little ancestor.

In this half a month, Yang Fan's strength had not only broken through from the peak of Houtian seventh stage to the Houtian eighth stage, but he had also comprehended the first of the Nine Sword Arts, the First Style – One Sword, Asura. In a short span of twenty days, not only had he broken through two levels, but his martial skills had also improved at an incredible speed. He was simply a monster.