Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

[Name: Sun Tianyun]

[Age: 62 years old]

[Realm: Divine Pill Realm, First Stage]

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In fact, without the need for any system, Zhang Fan had already guessed who the other party was.

Sun Tianyun, the father of Sun Zhaoyang.

Previously, he killed Sun Zhaoyang, who was Sun Tianyun's son. It was unacceptable for him not to seek revenge for his own child.

The person in front of him, Wu Hai, should be acting on the orders of Sun Tianyun, taking the opportunity of the Outer Sect Grand Competition to kill him.

On the competition stage, there were no rules in fighting, and occasionally someone from the sect would die, which was usually overlooked.

Moreover, Wu Hai's cultivation had already reached the Inner Sect level, so he had no fear of being punished by the sect.

Furthermore, he had the support of an Inner Sect elder, which gave him the audacity to openly kill him.

"Why do I feel that Senior Brother Wu's attacks have become stronger? Compared to before, each move seems to be aimed at killing Zhang Fan?"

"I feel the same way, but it's probably because Zhang Fan is too difficult to deal with. Wu Hai is not a bloodthirsty person, and they have no grudges against each other."

The disciples below also noticed something amiss.

However, they didn't suspect too much, after all, Wu Hai had been in seclusion for many years, and there were very few people who had a grudge against him, let alone Zhang Fan, who was previously an unknown person.

"Since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Being treated like this, it was not Zhang Fan's style to not seek revenge. He had always been someone who would retaliate, and the time for retaliation had come.

Sun Tianyun was currently unbeatable, but defeating Wu Hai would let the other party know that he was not someone to be trifled with, which was not a difficult task.

"Supreme Profound Sword Scripture, First Form!"

Zhang Fan didn't reveal too much of his cultivation, but just by using the First Form of the Supreme Profound Sword Scripture, its imposing might was immense and majestic. The sword qi was sharp and boundless, covering the rivers and seas, overwhelming Wu Hai.

Faced with this sword, Wu Hai's face showed horror as he frantically retreated.

However, Zhang Fan's swordsmanship had already reached a high level. Even without using Sword Intent, he was not someone that a Sea Gazing Realm Fourth Stage could easily retreat from.

"Pu!"

With one sword strike, Wu Hai couldn't dodge in time and had one of his arms severed.

"You had murderous intent towards me, so I severed your arm. It's your own misfortune. I am not someone you can offend."

Zhang Fan's expression was indifferent.

Wu Hai screamed in pain, his face twisted, as the boundless pain from his severed arm spread throughout his body, with countless sword qi sweeping through.

"I concede...!"

He mustered the last bit of strength to shout.

Then, he fell to the ground in pain, and the referees quickly handed him hemostatic pills to bandage his arm.

In the midst of his pain, Wu Hai stared at Zhang Fan with a fierce gaze.

He never expected that he would lose to Zhang Fan. He had received instructions from the Inner Sect elder Wu Hai, thinking that this would be an extremely easy task.

By killing an insignificant Outer Sect disciple, he would be able to gain great benefits after entering the Inner Sect. He would even be accepted as a true disciple by Sun Tianyun, inheriting his mantle and having a smooth path to cultivation in the future.

But he never expected that Zhang Fan would be so powerful, able to fight him evenly, and ultimately defeat him with a single sword technique.

Meanwhile, Sun Tianyun's face in the spectator stands was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

His anger burned within him.

He naturally recognized the sword technique Zhang Fan used.

It was clearly the sword technique he had intended to pass on to his own son, the Supreme Profound Sword Scripture.

This was a profound-grade sword technique, and it was said that the complete technique was at the level of an Earth-grade. But he never expected that Zhang Fan had taken it into his own hands and cultivated it to this level.

"Zhang Fan, you will definitely die."

He tightly clenched his pair of old and clearly articulated hands, glaring at Zhang Fan, wishing to tear him apart.

"Elder Sun, do you also think that kid is good?"

At this moment, another elder beside him spoke up.

"What's good about him?"

Sun Yuntian asked with suppressed killing intent.

"He has probably mastered a profound-level technique. I don't know where he got such a powerful technique from, and he even defeated that Sea Gazing Realm fourth stage disciple. His strength is probably stronger than the average inner disciple."

"And his swordsmanship is outstanding, he is probably a talented sword cultivator."

The elder said.

"Hmph, that's not it. This guy has a bloodthirsty nature. It was said that he killed an outer disciple not long ago, and now he casually cut off his opponent's arm. With such a temperament, he won't amount to anything. One day, if he offends the wrong person, he will meet a tragic end."

Sun Yuntian said coldly.

"This..."

The other elder closed his mouth. For some reason, he felt that Sun Yuntian seemed to have some prejudice against this kid.

On the stage, Zhang Fan put away his sword and left calmly.

He felt a little displeased. The appearance of Sun Yuntian had changed his original plan.

If the other party hadn't insisted on pushing him to a dead end, he would have surrendered long ago and withdrawn from the outer sect competition.

But a person needs to fight for their life. Since they wanted to kill him, he was not someone who would passively endure.

"If you have any killer moves, bring them on. I will take them one by one."

Zhang Fan believed that there were still many killer moves left for him.

Since the other party didn't dare to openly kill him, he would accept them one by one. With his current strength, self-preservation was not a problem.

Just as he stepped down from the stage, Liang Tianshow suddenly came forward and grabbed Zhang Fan.

"Wow, Junior Brother Zhang, what happened in just one month? You have become so powerful. You even defeated Wu Hai, a potential outer sect freak, and cut off his arm?"

Just a month ago, Liang Tianshow was still worried that Zhang Fan would be expelled from the sect in a month, and he couldn't help him.

This competition was simply Zhang Fan's soaring proof.

"I have gained some insights recently, so I made rapid progress. After all, I have been a waste for three years, it's enough."

Zhang Fan said with a faint smile.

"That's true. It seems that Junior Brother Zhang is stable in the inner sect. After the competition, Senior Brother will treat you to a meal."

Seeing Zhang Fan become so powerful, he, who originally only had a grateful heart towards Zhang Fan, now had a deeper intention to make friends.

"It's not certain that I can join the inner sect."

Zhang Fan smiled. He never planned to join the inner sect in the first place. The Holy Land was his best choice.

Now that there have been changes, he was a little headache and didn't know how to deal with it. When the time comes, whether the sect will agree to his withdrawal from the sect.

Or he could simply explain to the sect that the inner sect elder Sun Yuntian wanted to kill him, and then apply to withdraw. This way, the success rate should greatly increase.

Zhang Fan pondered as the outer sect competition continued to proceed vigorously.

Soon, it came to the second round.

As expected, Zhang Fan was matched with a very strong opponent.

"Zhang Fan is really unlucky. He actually got matched with him."

"This guy... is invincible in the outer sect. I don't think anyone can defeat him."

"We originally thought that Wu Hai was Zhang Fan's biggest obstacle, but now it seems that Zhang Fan is really unlucky to encounter this person."

The crowd discussed one after another, and Zhang Fan showed a puzzled expression.

"Liang Senior Brother, who is he?"

Zhang Fan asked Liang Tianshow beside him before going on stage.

Liang Tianshow looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of regret in his eyes, and a regretful expression on his face as he spoke.