After a three-day absence, Chen Fan once again appeared in the eyes of the outer disciples of the Seven Star Sect.
He didn't even do anything, just walking around in the crowd, several fierce monks almost didn't control the invitation to fight.
It can only be said that Chen Fan really has unique insights into this irritating way. To quote an outside disciple, "I want to hit him as soon as I see this kind of person!"
Taking advantage of this period of time, Chen Fan almost walked through this outer door. Every day there were countless generations who came to invite the battle, but he shouldn't be a single one.
It wasn't until the past three days that everyone couldn't bear it, and after they surrounded Chen Fan who was out, the act of pulling hatred was officially ended.
"You waited behind me for three days, but have something to say?"
Facing the densely packed monks in front of him and behind him, Chen Fan seemed to know nothing and asked innocently.
It is this face that has nothing to do with oneself, and now it has become a nightmare for everyone, gritted teeth with hatred in dreams.
"Don't talk nonsense, don't pretend to be here, today we come together to challenge you and frustrate your arrogance, Chen Fan, you should not fight!"
The leader is personable, wearing a cyan disciple robe, wearing a white marble crown and holding a folding fan, looking like a scholar.
This person, Chen Fan, has been mentioned before, and his name is Li Mu. He is also a figure of the same name as Deng Jiuqing in the outer sect.
After losing to Chen Fan last time, Deng Jiuqing made a bold statement that he would definitely get revenge, but then disappeared and never appeared in front of others.
The angry disciples couldn't wait for Deng Jiuqing, so they almost nominated Li Mu to take the lead and asked Chen Fan to fight.
This matter is not a secret at the outer door, so Chen Fan also heard a little.
After Li Mu's voice fell, Chen Fan rubbed his chin and said, "Brother, I will do it when you ask me to do it. Am I not very faceless?"
"you...!"
Hearing Chen Fan's dazzling eyes, Li Muqi's face flushed instantly, and he pointed to Chen Fan for a long time, but he hadn't said a complete sentence.
"Okay! You want face, right? I'll give it to you. In the end, how can you be willing to fight?"
"Senior Brother Li is right. You were not very arrogant last time. Why are you now? Or are you people on Canglan Island without eggs?"
In the face of everyone’s Sheng Yi Quan, Chen Fan also knew that the heat was almost increased, so he said to himself: "Since you want to compete with me so much, Chen is not good at always declining, but you understand me. Yes, if you want me to take a shot, I won't do it if I don't have the prize! Otherwise, would I have won you in vain?
He stretched out a finger while pondering, and Chen Fan added: "It's still the old rule, 10,000 contribution points, take it out, I will respond to this competition, and don't bother me if you can't take it out!"
After hearing this, everyone secretly sighed that this was another old routine, but with Deng Jiuqing's affairs ahead of him, there was some secret speculation in their hearts.
Ten thousand contribution points are not a small number for external disciples, and generally few people can get them.
Therefore, everyone unconsciously looked at Li Mu, after all, he was the one taking the lead, and his cultivation was also the highest person present.
Li Mu also had a hard time saying this. He didn't have 10,000 contribution points at all. How can he fight now?
Chen Fan sneered and looked at everyone's expressions, curled his lips, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that they are all paupers, just have someone try this? Tsk tsk..."