Infinite Synthesis: Invincible from Douluo

Chapter 41 Daily slaps in the face, Ning Fengzhi's appreciation 【Please recommend】

Hearing Chen Fan's words, many people wanted to laugh.

"This kid is too underestimating the enemy. Do you really think that all the support systems are powerless?"

"I haven't used the soul skill yet. I don't think it will be useful for Sister Qingqing's sword skills even if I use it. I guess he has two white soul rings."

"I like to watch people pretend to be aggressive, especially watching incompetent people pretend to be aggressive, because the expression on the face after being slapped is very comfortable."

Many people were muttering in their hearts, because they were in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they didn't say it out, and speaking out would only make people feel narrow-minded and poisonous.

They don't want to be called idiots.

When they came to the compound, they looked at Chen Fan and Ning Qingqing who were facing each other, and everyone was looking forward to it.

"You arrogant boy." Ning Muqiu sneered, his eyes signaled Ning Qingqing not to show mercy later, and gave Chen Fan a hard lesson. He wanted Ning Rongrong to see Chen Fan begging for mercy when he came back.

"Although I don't know how you fooled Rongrong before, but now you have no chance, even if Qingqing loses, it doesn't matter, after all, she is an auxiliary soul master."

"Miss Zhuqing, has Chen Fan shown his strength in front of you before?" Ning Muqiu turned his head and said gently.

"Yes, but not many times." Zhu Zhuqing said casually without looking at the other party.

"It's about the same as I thought. If it is often revealed, there will probably be loopholes." Having made a judgment, Ning Muqiu became more convinced of his guess.

"Brother Chen, although Qingqing's saber technique is only a first glimpse, it is considered powerful among juniors. You don't have to force it. If you lose later, you can use your soul skills to prevent Qingqing from hurting you."

"Thank you for reminding me, but I don't think it's necessary. If I use soul skills in this assault department, I will be bullying people." Chen Fan's demeanor was indifferent, with a smile on his face. Will be a handsome boy.

Without continuing to sarcasm, the discussion between the two began.

Ning Qingqing was wearing a long blue dress, her soft and pretty face was relaxed, and she had already held a long knife in her white and tender hand.

This knife is seventy centimeters long, silver in color, with a pure black handle, thin and sharp blade, shining with a cold light.

At the beginning of the sparring, Ning Qingqingyu stepped on the ground, and suddenly ejected, the speed was very fast, the long knife in her hand was aimed at Chen Fan, and she slashed down. The movement was smooth and smooth, and it was very elegant.

When Chen Fan saw the opponent rushing forward, he wanted to stab forward. In the blink of an eye, there was a pitch-black trident in his hand that was empty a second ago.

On one side of the body, avoiding the head-on long knife, the trident was aimed at Ning Qingqing's throat in the next second, and the opponent's knife cut through the air, and Chen Fan locked the vital point before he made a move.

If one blow goes down, Ning Qingqing will definitely die on the spot, and the death will be ugly.

"This...how is it possible, so fast..." Ning Qingqing's beautiful eyes widened, she looked at the pointed head only one centimeter away from her throat, cold sweat fell from her smooth forehead, and her heart was in turmoil!
The opponent's move was too fast, first avoiding her attack, and then quickly locked on to her vitals.

She didn't even see clearly how Chen Fan deviated from the sharp aim, and she lost.

"You pursue too much. Although your movements are elegant, beautiful and pleasing to the eye, they are full of flaws in actual combat. If my marksmanship stayed at seven days ago, you would have died just now, because I can't control it precisely." Chen Fan took back the trident , Smiling and speaking in a relaxed tone.

The people around were stupefied, and only the attacking guy with half a mask saw Chen Fan's precise attack clearly.

"My sister knows, I underestimated the enemy this time." Ning Qingqing smiled awkwardly but politely.

Don't look at her relaxed now, in fact her back has been soaked in cold sweat, she really felt a killing intent just now.

She didn't doubt Chen Fan's words, if the other party really didn't have that precise control to a millimetre's margin, she might be able to sweep through her throat with that one blow.

"Very powerful control, Sister Qingqing, he didn't lie to you." The man wearing a half mask whispered.

"I was careless, he is very strong." Ning Qingqing responded in a low voice.

The atmosphere of the scene was a bit depressing, and the faces of the juniors watching the excitement were not very good-looking, feeling like they were slapped.

Originally, they wanted to see Chen Fan make an ugly face, but now the situation has changed, and the speed is still very fast.

The opponent directly crushed with the momentum of thunder.

"Okay, the sparring is over, brother Ning should be fine, right?"

"No...no more" Ning Muqiu smiled awkwardly, facing Chen Fan's smile, he only had one feeling now, that was... fear.

He didn't have this feeling before, but combined with the attack just now, he was afraid. The immature boy in front of him was indeed a wolf, and he might have killed many people.

The farce was over, and no one doubted Chen Fan's words anymore.

They were very moved. Chen Fan only used one move just now. If he used his soul skills and the opponent's use of weapons, his combat power would definitely increase by a large amount.

"Brother Chen, I will entrust you to take care of Rongrong in the future. She has a bad temper and easily provokes enemies when she is out alone." Ning Qingfeng smiled awkwardly, looking for something to say.

"She has her own measure. Although I don't know what she was like before, I don't think she has any major shortcomings after getting along with her for half a month."

Chatting with these less important characters, Zhu Zhuqing listened from the sidelines, basically not speaking.

Chen Fan got a lot of news, and also learned a little about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In the past, Chen Fan had the impression that this sect was rich, but only now did he understand its powerful background.

There are many small and medium affiliated forces, and there are also quite a few powerhouses in the [-]s and [-]s, and they all obey Ning Fengzhi's orders. If there is no Wuhun Temple, such forces can indeed be regarded as the first-line forces in the mainland.

……

In the afternoon, Zhu Zhuqing and Chen Fan left the small group and left with Ning Rongrong.

"Sister Qingqing, is he really strong?" After the two left, Ning Qingfeng asked the doubts in his heart.

"Very strong, at least with the attainment of marksmanship. Even if I don't underestimate the opponent's blow, I can still take my life. His attack is hard to defend, and it is difficult to dodge!"

"Seeing that he is younger than Rongrong, it seems that the academy Rongrong belongs to is full of monsters."

"That guy is not easy to mess with. He probably killed a lot of people. If he can be recruited and used by me, then he will have a certain right to speak in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Ning Muqiu shook his head. He regretted it. The talent of Chen Fan.

This time he targeted the other party so much, let alone win over, he didn't even want to show a good face.

The small group had their own thoughts, and they dispersed after drinking a cup of tea.

……

"Chen Fan, are you willing to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Ning Fengzhi earnestly invited.

Not long ago, he had heard his daughter tell about Chen Fan.

That burst of boasting made his old father very astonished, thinking that his daughter had been cheated.

But after seeing the real Chen Fan, he no longer had that idea.

The temperament of the other party is introverted, calm and generous, the conversation is not too frivolous, and the manner is polite, as if he has been specially trained, not worse than the children of the big family.

After a while of probing, Ning Fengzhi came to a conclusion and planned to win him over.

"Sect Master Ning, I think this matter needs to be discussed. After all, I am just a small person with no power and power. I am too hasty and cautious." Chen Fan responded that he did not need resources to come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He only has one The purpose is to fight Sword Douluo, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will get [-] synthesis points and unlock new functions randomly.

"I have my own judgment on this point. You are Rong Rong's classmate, so you must know her well. Since she brought you here, she has already made a judgment. Combined with my impression of you, you have passed the test so far. If you join, You will naturally be indispensable for cultivation resources in the future, and of course you have to pay a certain price while gaining benefits, and the main thing is to protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. This matter is important, so there is no need to rush to answer."

Ning Fengzhi is a master of power, knows how to measure, and knows that since Chen Fan has come with him, he must also have this idea in his heart, so he first mentioned Ning Rongrong, implying that if the two are in harmony, they can naturally become relatives, and then explain that joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must be a marriage. There is a price to pay, given time to consider.

He has a way to deal with casual cultivators. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo are like this. When he grew up with him, he also helped the two of them reach the title of Douluo. The deep relationship can no longer be compared with the original exchange of benefits.

He believes that Chen Fan has the potential to become a Title Douluo, and if he gets along with him over time, he can become the next Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo.

"Chen Xiaoyou, I heard from Rongrong that you are good at spears, can you tell me who you learned from?" Sword Douluo Chen asked heartily.

"To be honest, I was self-taught." Chen Fan replied, unconsciously recalling in his mind the wonderful childhood when he practiced martial arts dramas in elementary school and could play for a day with a wooden stick.

I remember that he played Itachi Uchiha at the beginning, and practiced Sharingan with his buddies in the village, which eventually caused his eyes to turn red and tears streaming down his face. At that time, he was still yelling that he was the perfect restoration, saying that Chen Fan was not worthy of acting. Of course, the subsequent screams were very beautiful.

(End of this chapter)