Chapter 146： Three months later, take your life!

"This... Li Haoran was beaten back, how strong should Chen Fan be?"

"The difference between the two of them is so much, it shouldn't be the case, could it be said that Li Haoran has kept his hand, and was just testing it?"

Outside the court, a disciple started a discussion without hesitation, and pointed his finger at the previous encounter.

Some of them were shocked by Chen Fan's strong combat power and the extraordinary pink little beast on his shoulders, but more people believed that Li Haoran had not exerted all his strength.

After all, in the cognition of most people, there is a difference between martial artist and martial artist.

Even the Nine Heavens Martial Artist, in front of the martial artist, it should be an ant.

It is very common to say that someone can kill an enemy across a small realm, but to kill an enemy across a large realm, this is probably no longer a human being, and it is difficult for gods to do it.

For this reason, even if the discerning people can see that Chen Fan has the upper hand, more people still choose to believe that Li Haoran can win.

Chen Fan saw everyone's expressions in his eyes. In fact, they were right. He fought Li Haoran, and the outcome might be 50-50.

And it still depends on the sharpness of Tweet to get such a big opportunity in the first shot.

But now, after Tweeting forcibly influenced Li Haoran, who was one level higher than him, he has already received a slight backlash. Although there is no major danger, the situation just now is definitely not happening.

From a theoretical perspective, there is still some gap between Chen Fan and Li Haoran today.

After all, the other party has enjoyed the blessing of countless treasures of heaven and earth since he was born, and Chen Fan has only been practicing for a few months now.

The time difference between this is unreasonable.

Turning his head to glance at the languid tweeting, Chen Fan summoned it into his storage bag. I am afraid he can only fight Li Haoran in the next battle.

Chen Fan didn't know, just as he secretly pondered, Li Haoran was shocked.

How long has this been, only two or three months, Chen Fan has been in a realm where no martial artist has reached, and he is no different from someone who has just entered a martial arts master. What kind of talent is this?

Li Haoran was jealous. He didn't want to kill Chen Fan immediately, but only he knew that he no longer had that ability.

He has just entered the level of a martial artist, and his realm is unstable. If the battle just now happens forcibly, I am afraid that there is a danger of falling to the realm. Then, the outcome is hard to say.

All Li Haoran, who had thought about it for a long time, chose the safest way.

Stabilizing his mind, Li Haoran moved his sore wrists, looked at Chen Fan as flatly as possible, and said, "I really didn't expect that you have cultivated to such a level."

Then he changed the conversation: "But you don't want to think that you can defeat me just by doing this."

"Sometimes, some people can't beat it!"

After hearing this, Chen Fan had roughly guessed what Li Haoran was saying. He sneered and sighed hypocritically, waiting for the other party to finish.

"I will not deceive you today. I will give you time to practice. Three months later, how about you and I fight to the death again?"

Chen Fan didn't know where, Li Haoran had already begun to be jealous, so he chose this method for a while, waiting for his realm to stabilize.

This is also what Chen Fan needs.

Three months should be enough for him to be promoted to the realm of martial arts!

With a sneer, Chen Fan stood up with his sword, and said: "After March, Chen will take your life!"