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On the dojo, the surrounding Shenjun Pavilion disciples all looked at Zhang Xiaofan, watching Zhang Xiaofan standing indifferently in front of the young man from Litian Pavilion.

"Xiaofan..." Bai Jinyu called out.

"Jin Yu doesn't need to stop me." There was no wavering in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes.

"You are my little brother Fa, how can you destroy your prestige." Bai Jinyu said, took out a silver-white fairy sword, and said: "This is the fairy sword bestowed by the master, named Bafang."

"Bafang Sword... Good meaning. Jin Yu, you will definitely be able to sweep all directions." Zhang Xiaofan said, but held a black wooden stick in his hand.

When everyone saw it, it was just a dead branch struck by lightning, how could it compare with the Eight Directions Sword.

"How can there be such a shabby thing in the Shenjun Pavilion." Just listen to a disciple of the Shenjun Pavilion, mocking loudly.

"Fart, what are you. Disciple of Lianyun Peak, it's your turn to point fingers." Chunchun cursed and stared at that person.

"It's just... what are you?" At some point, Miss Mu'er also stood behind Xiao Wendao.

Qu Guan'er smiled lightly, untied her fairy sword, and put it in Miss Mu'er's palm.

Miss Mu'er held Miss Mu'er's saber angrily, and wanted to give the fairy sword to Zhang Xiaofan, but Zhang Xiaofan waved her hand to stop her just as she took a step.

"Master...I will use a lightning bolt to split the scorched wood and defeat him." Zhang Xiaofan said, still holding the black stick.

When Miss Mu'er heard him call "Master", she was very pleased, so she smiled and said: "If you defeat him, Master will throw a big banquet for you."

The corner of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth smiled slightly, and said: "Please trouble me, Master."

This "teacher's wife" made Miss Mu'er smile like a flower, and her small chest puffed up a few times.

"I bet Xiaofan, one move will defeat him." Chunchun shouted loudly.

Who knows, the poor ghost girl murmured, "Could it be that you also know the way of divination."

Chunchun didn't hear the words of the poor ghost girl, she looked at Chunchun indifferently and said: "Then I'll just gamble."

The two looked at each other heartlessly and had fun again, then looked at the people in the dojo.

"My servant, Ye Sanji from Litian Pavilion." The boy from Litian Pavilion called out.

"Shenjun Pavilion, Zhang Xiaofan." Zhang Xiaofan called out, and he carried the usual black stick.

Ye Sanji's eyes glowed with a faint blue inch light, holding the Sansi Sword, he raised it up, walking like a ghost.

After a few movements, the tip of Ye Sanji's Sansi sword was half an inch in front of Zhang Xiaofan's chest.

"Think twice...Think twice. Presumably the Sword of Thinking twice given to you by your master must make you think twice." Zhang Xiaofan called out softly, holding a wooden stick like black charcoal, and tapped it on Ye Sanji's chest superior.

But in the blink of an eye, the winner is already divided!

Ye Sanji staggered a few times, then fell in front of Zhang Xiaofan, quite embarrassed!

In an instant, there was only one person standing on the dojo, looking at Ye Sanji with a flat but disdainful look.

Zhang Xiaofan's figure is as thin as a thin bamboo, but standing alone has a certain momentum.He is arrogant but not self-respecting, arrogant but not arrogant.

Ye Sanji's figure was reflected in his eyes, which were three points more lonely, but seven points evil.

The same evil spirit and madness as Xiao Wenwen, he really has the same temperament and the same surlyness as the master and apprentice.

If he followed Zhang Xiaofan's previous temperament, he would definitely reach out to help Ye Sanji up, maybe even pat the dust off his body for him.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan only said one sentence: "If you don't think twice, why talk about sword enlightenment. Your sword is just like you, it is superficial. It stabs the body of the sword, but it cannot penetrate the heart of the sword. In the end, you are nothing more than in this way."

Wearing an ordinary cloth, carrying an ordinary stick, and speaking an unusual language.

Zhang Xiaofan of Shenjun Pavilion Lianyun Peak, his aloof and thin figure pierced everyone's eyes.

"Here, one trick wins." Chunchun was overjoyed, and her little face became more and more happy.

The poor ghost girl took out the black pearl again, put it gently in Chunchun's palm, and raised the corner of her mouth.

"No need, I'm happy today." Chunchun grinned.

"No, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat." The poor ghost girl said softly.

At this moment, another accident happened on the dojo.

Ye Sanji raised his sword again, but Zhang Xiaofan turned his back on him.I saw that Sansi sword was reaching Zhang Xiaofan's back.

"Xiaofan..." Miss Mu'er shouted, her eyes full of panic.

"Not convinced...is that so?" Zhang Xiaofan said, his whole body seemed to have changed.

Zhang Xiaofan's whole body was a bit more mournful, and the black stick in his hand was also a bit weirder.

"I've never been defeated since I was a child...you...you can never defeat me." Ye Sanji said, there was an aura of enchantment in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan grabbed the blade of the Sansi Sword, with a bit of evil charm hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Then, today is the day you will never recover." Zhang Xiaofan said, his body like a black crow.

The black wooden stick in his hand hit Ye Sanji's body, and Ye Sanji took a few steps back, then staggered and fell to the ground again.

Ye Sanji wanted to stand up, but Zhang Xiaofan's stick fell on Ye Sanji's body like a midsummer torrential rain.

"This... is this still the No. 1 of Li Tian Pavilion's younger generation." Li Tian Pavilion's disciples who were watching the battle were also stunned on the spot.

Lu Mo'er and Li Lingfeng, who lost to Ye Sanji, could only watch the "reserved dogs" competition except for the extreme surprise in their eyes.

It was only a cup of tea, but Ye Sanji lay on the ground blankly with a mouthful of blood in the corner of his mouth, eyes full of ashes.

But Zhang Xiaofan sat cross-legged in front of Ye Sanji, and asked aloud, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Sanji's eyes were ashen ashes, but he didn't say a word, the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin into the lapel of his clothes.

The plain white skirt was stained with a few drops of residual blood, just like the red light in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, but without a trace of murderous red light.

"Ye Sanji...your master will get you a name."Zhang Xiaofan asked quietly.

Ye Sanji still didn't say a word, there was a bit of determination and a bit of stubbornness in his eyes.

"Which three taboos... avoid sex, avoid gambling, avoid love... or avoid meat, avoid vegetarian, avoid losing." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Ye Sanji and asked.

Ye Sanji suddenly jumped off the cliff beside him, his body was like a finch with broken wings, and slowly fell to the foot of Mount Taiyi.

But in an instant, Ye Sanji was picked up by Zhang Xiaofan again, and placed on the dojo in front of Guiyi Hall.

"Xiao Fan... why do you have to humiliate him." Bai Jinyu couldn't bear it, and called out loudly.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Bai Jinyu and said: "He has never lost a single defeat, but we will die if we lose."

Ye Sanji listened to Zhang Xiaofan's words, there was no wave in his eyes.

"You don't mention the three taboos, even if you die... you will not be happy." Zhang Xiaofan said quietly.

Ye Sanji murmured, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and said: "Three taboos...Three taboos. Avoid laziness, practice diligence. Avoid evil, cultivate goodness. Avoid greed, cultivate your heart."