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

Those who can cultivate the Dao Intent are individuals with a deep understanding of swordsmanship.

As long as they don't die prematurely, they can establish their own school and become a master in martial arts.

"This Long Huo is only in his twenties, yet he has comprehended the Dao Intent. He is truly a rare genius!"

"Even if his character is not good, I will still take him as my disciple!"

Character can be changed, but not everyone can possess such talent.

Countless elders have the intention to take him as their disciple.

Previously, although Long Huo had good talent, his temperament was difficult to deal with, and no one wanted to take on the trouble of someone who would easily cause problems for themselves.

Therefore, even though Long Huo had outstanding talent, the elders did not show any interest in him.

But when talent reaches a certain level, it can change people's opinions.

Comprehending the Dao Intent is something that many people dream of. Some of the elders present have not even comprehended it.

Especially those elders who are skilled in using knives, their gaze towards Long Huo is extremely fervent.

Zhang Fan could feel the Dao Intent in this knife.

But he was a little disdainful, completely ignoring it.

Compared to his sharp and icy Sword Intent, Long Huo's Dao Intent was like a newborn baby, not mature enough.

"Zhang Fan, letting me use the Dao Intent, you are dying as you should!"

Long Huo sneered, his killing intent evident in his eyes.

This is what he wanted, to show himself.

After the competition, Zhang Fan would just be a stepping stone for him to prove his strength. He would gain countless resources afterwards!

"It's just the embryonic form of the Dao Intent."

Zhang Fan said indifferently, completely ignoring the immensely powerful Self-Heating Sword Intent, not even showing a hint of change in his expression.

Those who noticed Zhang Fan's attitude all showed puzzled expressions.

"Is Zhang Fan not afraid of this knife?"

"This knife was originally unleashed by a seventh-level Sea Gazing Realm expert. With the Dao Intent, even a ninth-level Sea Gazing Realm expert wouldn't dare to underestimate it!"

"Could it be that Zhang Fan has some hidden cards?"

The elders on the stage were also extremely curious.

Or is it that Zhang Fan doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and doesn't even understand what the Dao Intent is, thinking that this is just an ordinary and unremarkable knife?

A cold smile appeared on Sun Yuntian's face.

Kid, prepare to die.

But the situation was not as he had expected. Under this knife, Zhang Fan's body disappeared without a trace.

Only to see Zhang Fan casually lifting his sword.

In an instant, the sword trembled, and countless Sword Intents surged out, like a vast and boundless sea, overwhelming.

Each Sword Intent was filled with an ancient and desolate artistic conception, erupting wantonly on the competition stage. The people below felt as if they were in the distant ancient times.

"What a desolate aura!"

They first felt the desolate aura, and then their faces showed great shock.

"This..."

"Zhang Fan has actually comprehended an artistic conception, the Sword Intent!"

"How is this possible? This Sword Intent is so majestic. Compared to Long Huo's Dao Intent, Zhang Fan's Sword Intent is like a small fish in front of a dragon, extremely insignificant!"

"And this Sword Intent is not just an ordinary Sword Intent, it also carries the aura of desolation and antiquity. Even standing below the stage, I feel like I'm facing an ancient behemoth! It sends chills down my spine!"

Everyone's expressions changed in that moment.

Zhang Fan mastering such a terrifying Sword Intent, is he still just an outer disciple?

The elders on the stage also paled at this moment, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Perfected Sword Intent! This kid's Sword Intent has actually reached the perfected stage!"

"It's terrifying, how is this possible? How can such a young person master such a terrifying Sword Intent!"

For them, it was simply impossible for Zhang Fan to master such a terrifying Sword Intent.

Is this something that ordinary people can master?

"This child's talent is probably on par with the geniuses of the Holy Land!"

All the elders secretly thought to themselves.

Several elders who originally wanted to accept Zhang Fan as their disciple were now in a dilemma.

Because of his terrifying swordsmanship, what else could they teach him?

It's only a matter of time before Zhang Fan surpasses them.

And with this sword strike, the previously terrifying fiery knife intent was completely destroyed, as if it had been shattered by an ancient behemoth, leaving only a shocked expression on Long Huo's face.

"This... how is this possible!"

With Zhang Fan's sword strike, the power was magnificent, and Long Huo, whose knife intent had long been extinguished, couldn't possibly catch this sword.

"If you want to kill me, then you can go on your way."

Zhang Fan's expression was indifferent as he spoke calmly.

After the sword strike, Long Huo flew backwards, a shocking sword wound spreading across his chest, and Long Huo's vitality had already been completely wiped out by the Sword Intent.

Long Huo, dead.

Who could have imagined that a genius who comprehended knife intent would be killed by Zhang Fan with just one sword strike.

The crowd did not feel any regret for Long Huo, they only looked at Zhang Fan with intense heat.

Even some inner disciples who came to watch the battle had eyes full of admiration and respect.

They knew that after Zhang Fan entered the inner sect, he would be among the most outstanding group of people, and everyone would respectfully call him senior brother.

But just as so many people were praising Zhang Fan...

An untimely voice rang out, full of anger!

"Zhang Fan, you actually killed an inner disciple on the martial stage, do you consider the sect rules to be nothing?"

The person shouting these words was none other than the inner sect elder, Sun Yuntian.

At this moment, Sun Yuntian was raging, his face extremely gloomy, completely different from his usual calm demeanor as an inner sect elder.

The killing intent in his eyes overflowed, enveloping Zhang Fan.

The pressure of the Divine Pill realm was still somewhat terrifying, but Zhang Fan was full of pride and unyielding. Even in the face of Sun Yuntian's pressure, his face remained calm and composed, unfazed by the changing situation.

"Elder, do you have some serious illness? If someone wants to kill me, shouldn't I be allowed to kill them?"

Zhang Fan spoke indifferently.

His words showed no respect for the elder at all.

The listeners thought Zhang Fan was arrogant, but his arrogance seemed justified, and they felt that Sun Yuntian was being unreasonable. What Zhang Fan did was something any normal person would do.

"Isn't that Elder Sun Yuntian? I remember his reputation in the sect was quite good. Why is he so angry? If someone wants to kill me, isn't it normal for me to kill them?"

"Zhang Fan didn't do anything wrong, did he?"

"Besides, on the martial stage, where swords and knives have no eyes, and it's a competition of Sword Intent, it's not impossible to accidentally injure someone. What's wrong with Elder Sun Yuntian?"

The crowd was very puzzled, looking at the furious Sun Yuntian, they all suspected that Zhang Fan and him had some grudge.

The other elders also looked at Sun Yuntian.

"Elder Sun, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Yuntian is not usually like this, he wouldn't confront anyone in public, and has always been kind to others.

Seeing so many people discussing him, Sun Yuntian's face changed.

He was just anxious earlier, which is why he suddenly stood up.

Two disciples who were arranged to defeat Zhang Fan in a row, who could bear that?

In his eyes, Zhang Fan's hidden strength before was all a provocation to him. Just now, when they locked eyes, he even wanted to mock him. It turns out that in the end, he was the clown jumping around.

How could he bear this?

So he challenged him on the spot.

But he didn't really have any reason.

"Zhang Fan, I remember you killed an outer disciple before. You have such a strong desire to kill, and now you've killed an outstanding inner disciple on the stage. Do you realize your mistake?"

Sun Yuntian forced himself to speak.