"You just look down on me. Even though your level is the same as mine, you watch me jump up and down silently... You don't know how to laugh at me!"
"I'm going to let you know today...just know that there is no future in practicing cultivation!"
"Do you think that standing in front of everyone and enduring pressure from all aspects is a waste of time?"
"The advantage of being high-profile is that even the elders will think highly of you, and the resources for cultivation are naturally much more than those of you who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers."
"I won't bully you today. You take out your weapons... and have a fair fight with me... and then you will know that just practicing silently is of no use!"
Mai Fan blinked and looked at the young and energetic face opposite...
He really wanted to say it, young man, and he didn't want to either... But he knew that whatever he said today was in vain...
This battle can be fought even if it is fought, or it can be fought even if it is not fought.
Come on, if it doesn't work, I can only hit him casually... Mai Fan subconsciously touched his waist, and then he remembered that he had been obsessed with farming recently, and even entered the Qi training level to go to the realm registration office at the outer gate to receive a spiritual sword. The benefits of the sect...he had forgotten all about it.
Naturally, he didn't earn any spiritual stones, nor did he receive the sect's monthly benefits...
The weapons he can use now...
Mai Fan took off the backpack behind him and picked up an ax...
"That's it!"
Zhao Zhenbei groaned: "You really look down on me! Ahhh! I will fight with you!"
It turns out that what he said before was just to find a reason to provoke... Mai Fan sighed, used the handle of the ax to push the sword Zhao Zhenbei was attacking to the side, picked it up, and turned it around to where Zhao Zhenbei had picked it. Circle.
He had already said that if he were to fight with a kid who was at the third level of Qi training, he was clearly bullying him.
He has completely accepted the memories and experiences of the villains in this world.
The title of once the greatest master in the world of immortality was not something he claimed for himself.
Because of his challenge, Zhao Zhenbei was stunned.
With this little effort... he was so picked that he felt dizzy.
When he stopped and looked at Mai Fan again, his expression became much more solemn.
"Okay! Keep it hidden! It's not a stupid practice at all!"
"Tell me! Before you entered the sect, did you have your own inheritance?"
"Tell me! Are you a disciple of a certain family, or did you have some powerful disciples?"
Mai Fan shook his head: "In the mortal world, ordinary people have no masters and no immortal cultivating families."
"My parents and ancestors are all mortals for three generations, and ordinary people cannot be more ordinary than ordinary disciples with no foundation."
"If there's something special about it? I know how to farm, and my farming is particularly good. Does that count?"
"Look at the field behind you, there are grains hanging on the ears of rice."
"In half a month, I can harvest this spiritual rice. I estimate that this acre of land can harvest at least 600 kilograms of spiritual rice!"
"Six hundred catties, do you know how much six hundred catties is?"
"The yield is much higher than that of the most skilled veteran in the planting department!"
"I have planted ten acres of land with such a yield!"
"Except for the spiritual rice I consume on a daily basis, I am now rich enough to have a few acres of farmland, which can bring me a lot of income."
You can earn twenty spiritual stones in one and a half months...
For a new disciple who has nothing, it is indeed a lot.
Hearing what Mai Fan said, Zhao Zhenbei became even more jealous... Because although he was a branch of the Zhao family, he had family supplies. After coming to the Yunxia Sect, he had no shortage of resources for cultivation.
As for Mai Fan, he needs to worry about these mundane things and chores by himself. His realm is still on par with mine, and his swordsmanship seems to be more powerful than mine...
How could God be so unfair!
Zhao Zhenbei was angry and suddenly thought of something. This guy's swordsmanship was so advanced that he might not have a swordsmanship training system... Then the technique must be his shortcoming...
You can use magic to bully him!
Thinking of this, Zhao Zhenbei became energetic again!
He pointed his sword to the ground and laughed out loud: "Haha, you didn't remind me that I hadn't thought of it yet..."
"Lingzhi, right? If you burn it on fire, let me see what you can do to fight with me!"
After saying that, the boy released a fireball technique... and went directly to Mai Fan's most proud spiritual rice field.
This scorching little fireball dragged the sparks and rushed towards the field. Even from such a distance, Mai Fan could feel the fear of these plants that were about to grow.
They were trembling helplessly... Because of the nourishment of the spiritual spring, Mai Fan, who had already had a certain connection with these spiritual plants... his face suddenly drooped.
"The spring breeze turns into rain! The momentum is like breaking bamboo!"
Mai Fan quickly picked up the formula and cast two fire-extinguishing and dispersing spells in one breath.
One is to blow the small fireballs that are about to fall out of the field, and the other is to extinguish the sputtering sparks to prevent fire hazards.
It's just that Mai Fan has a little bit of revenge in mind, and most of this overwhelming evil wind blows on Zhao Zhenbei.
The strength of this wind is not small... whirring...
He directly blew away the unsuspecting Zhao Zhenbei.
The smile on Mai Fan's face didn't last for even a minute, "Fuck me!"
He had forgotten that this field, surrounded by mountains and rivers, was attached to the edge of the cliff.
The height of this cliff is enough to make a beginner practitioner of weapon refining who has not yet learned the art of flying fall to pieces.
The wind he released just now blew Zhao Zhenbei into the sky, and when he fell again, he was already facing the mouth of the cliff.
"Damn it! Zhao Zhenbei! Grab my hand! It's overwhelming..."
Mai Fan tried his best and tried again!
One disadvantage of this elementary level of Qi training is that the breath has not yet reached the state of being endless, rich and lingering.
These players who are in the first half of their cultivation of immortality need to replenish the aura they have cultivated.
On the premise that there is no supplement, use a little less...
He is so powerful... just count with his fingers... he only needs to use it two or three more times.
So, how about he wait for Zhao Zhenbei to fall and grab him and drag him back?
Mai Fan thought this was a good idea. He used the power for the second time and found that it could only blow people away... so he decisively gave up using the spell.
But Zhao Zhenbei, who was flying in the sky, didn't know that. He thought Mai Fan had given up on him...
Frustrated, he cursed: "Mai Fan, if you dare to harm your fellow disciples, I will never let you go!"
"Today the two of us had a dispute in front of everyone. If I disappear or die, you will definitely be involved!
"Our Zhao family will never let you go!"
