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A service disciple, although called a disciple, was actually just a servant of the Sect. Every service disciple had a large number of work to do everyday.

For example, the Black Bamboo Peak that Yang Fan was at, six hundred service disciples were required to cut down the black bamboo that was as thick as an adult's fist every day. There were not many of them, just a mere fifty!

Even though Mo Zhu was just a bamboo, he thought that it was easy to cut it down. In fact, it was even harder than pig iron, and an ordinary service disciple might not even be able to cut seven or eight of it in an hour!

Even if it was Lei Bao who was the strongest Black Bamboo Peak, he would still need two to four hours to cut down fifty pieces of Black Bamboo. Of course, with Lei Bao's overbearing personality, it would be another question whether he would actually be a servant!

Twenty days ago, Yang Fan had to stay up until night in order to complete his own service, his luck was bad, he might even have to work overtime during the night, but the current Yang Fan, could not be compared to the previous Yang Fan, with his low eighth-grade blood, complete mastery of fourth-grade, or even a casual wave, surpassing the Hundred Cauldron Strength. With just two or three slashes, he was able to cut off a piece of Ink Bamboo!

In less than two hours, more than half of the fifty black bamboo missions had been completed, and nearly half of the time was wasted on repairing the branches of the black bamboo!

"Bam!"

Another black bamboo was cut down by Yang Fan, whoosh whoosh whoosh, blades flickered, and branches fell to the ground by Yang Fan.

At this moment …

A slightly playful voice came from behind Yang Fan, "Junior Brother Yang, you made it easy for me, your senior, to find you!"

"Luo Cheng?" When Yang Fan turned around and saw who it was, a look of hatred flashed past his eyes, "I still haven't went to look for you guys, but you've delivered yourself to me, that's good, then let me collect the interest first!"

He wanted to take care of Lei Bao, so Luo Cheng and the others, who were the accomplices of the tiger, also did not plan to let them go. In the past three months, although Lei Bao was the instigator, most of the people who took action to bully him were Luo Cheng!

"Eh, he actually cut so much!" Luo Cheng didn't even spare Yang Fan a glance as he stared at the neatly laid out black bamboo by the side. A hint of surprise flashed past his elongated face.

"Could it be that this trash got up in the middle of the night to be a servant?" Other than this explanation, he really couldn't think of any other reason. As for the reason that Yang Fan had chopped these ink bamboo in two hours, he had never thought of it, even his boss, Lei Bao, would find it difficult to cut thirty ink bamboo in one hour. Not to mention a publicly recognized trash like Yang Fan!

In the next moment …

Luo Cheng rubbed his hands together, the corners of his mouth curled up, and revealed an evil smile, "Now you are letting me off so easily!" With these thirty black bamboo, as well as going to the other newbies and taking a few with him, he would have all his servants alive today!

With that thought in mind, Luo Cheng bent down and was about to pick up the Ink Bamboo, as for Yang Fan's opinion, he never cared about it!

However, at this time …

A playful voice came from not too far away, "Luo Cheng, to be so brazen in front of my master, is it really good to steal the fruits of my labour?"

"Oh? Yang Fan, do you have any objections, you piece of trash? " Luo Cheng said in disdain, without even raising his head.

"Luo Cheng, do you know how long it has been, or how many years it has been?! It's time to settle the score between us!"

Hearing this, Luo Cheng couldn't help but be taken aback, and as if he had heard a funny joke, he laughed heartily. "Hahaha … You're really hilarious. With just trash like you, how dare you say 30 years is too long? 30 years is too short! Your mother must not have woken up yet, yet you still want to settle the score with me? Fine! Today, this daddy shall let you relax your bones and let you remember everything. Don't think that you are about to be expelled from the Sect, this daddy won't dare to beat you up anymore! "

While speaking, Luo Cheng rubbed his fists as he strode forward like a meteor towards Yang Fan. If he did not teach this trash a lesson, he really thought that he would be able to overturn the heavens in just a few days!

"Luo Cheng, the one who didn't wake up was you!" All of a sudden, Yang Fan let out an explosive roar, the sound of thunder in his body surging forth, the sound shaking the entire field, and all of the strength in his body surging out at the same time!

In the next moment …

Yang Fan made the first move, his flesh tearing through the air, he instantly appeared in front of Luo Cheng, with a twist of his body, he threw a punch as fast as lightning, he was actually the first to take the initiative!

This punch, Yang Fan did not use any martial skills at all, it was just such a simple punch. But with the combined power of Yang Fan's current cultivation of the fifth level of the Invigorated Meridian realm and the power of the Eighth Grade Bloodline, this punch was still incomparably terrifying, enough to make countless of service disciples feel despair. After smashing out, he condensed two hundred Cauldron Strength s, was able to open a mountain, and could split rocks!

"How dare you!" Luo Cheng, the trash whom he looked down upon, had already closed in on him and threw a punch at him. With a roar, he could not dodge in time, so he could only muster up all of his inner strength and throw out a punch, wanting to fight Yang Fan head on!

"Bam!"

Their fists collided like falling meteorites, striking the ground!

In the next moment …

"Crack, crack, crack …"

The sound of bones breaking resounded like firecrackers.

"Ah …" Qi Lie, who looked like a pig being butchered, came out from Luo Cheng's mouth as he retreated explosively backwards with his robust body. With a strength that exceeded two hundred ding, even many Warrior s of the Fifth Empyrean did not dare to face him head on, not to mention Luo Cheng, a Warrior. Just a single punch from him was enough to shatter the bones in his right hand.

Yang Fan's momentum did not stop there, his figure following closely behind, another fist smashed out, the air produced a heart-wrenching scream, right at Luo Cheng's lower abdomen, and was not done for yet, Yang Fan once again used a sweeping kick, sweeping out, but this time Luo Cheng did not even make a sound, his entire person was kicked away like a sandbag, falling onto the ground, creating a huge human shaped hole, blood spewing out, his teeth shattered all over his body, and who knows how many of the bones in his body had shattered!

Yang Fan rushed forward again, as fast as lightning, his leg stepped on the small bones in Luo Cheng's right leg, and the tyrannical strength instantly crushed Luo Cheng's calf.

"Ah …" The intense pain woke Luo Cheng up from his slumber. What welcomed him was a fist as big as a sandbag, Yang Fan opened up his arms left and right, and the fist as big as a sandbag struck towards Luo Cheng's face, but fortunately, Yang Fan still had some rationality, he knew that although the servant disciples in the Seven Stars Sect could not help but spar with each other, and even if they were injured or disabled, no one would question them.

"I told you to be my lackey!"

"I told you to bully a rookie!"

"I told you to rob me of my qi replenishing soup!"

"I told you to rob laozi's black bamboo!"

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!" …

"Hahaha..." So this was what it felt like to hit someone. Awesome! It was really him. Great! A real man, of course! "Hahaha …"

"Bam!"

Amidst his wanton laughter, a sound of bone exploding, which was like a tidal wave, exploded out from within Yang Fan's body. It was as if an Ancient Desolation Beast had completely recovered from Yang Fan's body!