The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Li Dali enjoyed the exclamation of the people around him, squinted his eyes, played with his fingers, and said: "Although it is my expectation that my **** brother will eventually leave the college, he should not be defeated by your rubbish!"

"Otherwise, some people might say that my brother Dali is not enough to protect my shortcomings. This will hinder me from being a core disciple in the future."

"So!" Li Dali put away his ridicule, looked at Chen Fan ferociously and continued: "You must pay the price today!"

Chen Fan didn't care about Li Dali's words, and said unceremoniously: "Please hurry up, Chen is in a hurry."

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads and sighed that Chen Fan didn't know how to work.

You know, that is Martial Artist's Eighth Heaven's Li Dali, a senior disciple, and Chen Fan is a junior, how can he win?

"Humans are very powerful, but they are people who would rather bend than bend and don't know how to be flexible. Such people have limited ultimate achievements. It seems that we overestimated him before."

"Yes, today I am afraid it is a one-sided situation, no matter what, I hope Chen Fan can accept this lesson and change his previous mistakes."

Faced with a group of people who were not angry with Chen Fan before, at this moment they finally found a point of venting. One by one stood on the comment board, sitting on the high ground, pointing to Chen Fan, as if he was the only smart person in the world, able to see through. Everything is average.

At this moment, Chen Fan had already walked out of the mission, facing Li Dali a distance, and they were already crowded with onlookers.

Wu Miao looked worried and wanted to step forward to remind him.

After all, although Chen Fan can kill the eighth-level monsters, who knows whether he has the power to fight against the eighth-level heavenly martial artist.

So even Wu Miao still has some worries in his heart.

"It's okay, the battle is over soon."

He waved his hand and did not let Wu Miao's words continue, Chen Fan's expression became indifferent.

But this sentence fell into Li Dali's ears, but it was a different story.

"You are right. The battle will end soon, and you will kneel before me and beg for my mercy!"

Chen Fan shook his head, he was speechless for Li Dali in front of him.

With one hand on his back, Chen Fan just opened up his fighting posture.

There was a wicked smile on Li Dali’s face, and he said disdainfully: "You are nothing more than that. You don't even know that Brother Dali, I'm an expert in strength, and dare to fight hard with me. I don't even know how to die when you die!"

When the voice fell, Li Dali rushed out of the place directly, swinging his fist towards Chen Fan at a speed hard to see with the naked eye.

Looking at the fist, there is a faint black light flowing, and it has actually used the famous martial arts, the black flame breaking dragon fist.

Looking at Chen Fan again, he still didn't mean to retreat any more, just standing straight in place.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads secretly, and some even wanted to turn around and leave.

Because in their eyes, the result of the battle has been separated.

"Even among the high-level disciples, no one dares to take Li Dali's punch so lightly, this Chen Fan will undoubtedly lose!"

"It's a pity, a generation of Tianjiao, who could have gone all the way to the sky, but I didn't expect to lose in the end by his own arrogance."

"I have seen a lot of people like this kind of self-defeating, but compared with Chen Fan, they are really a lot worse. After all, he may be the only person who can save life and death because of arrogance."

Numerous ridicules and ridicules almost drowned Chen Fan, but he didn't care at all, still with a faint smile on his mouth.

That's... a smile that despises everything!