Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

"Then Fang Han and Meng Gang will show up tonight?" Liu Fan asked again.

"Hey, you still know Fang Han and Meng Gang, the two great gods. It seems that you don't know nothing about the Binhai martial arts world." Han Fei laughed.

"You may not know that Fang Han doesn't have a good relationship with the Martial Arts Association, so he usually doesn't come here, but Meng Gang has a good relationship with the senior officials of the Budo Association, so he often comes to help out. This can also create momentum for the Martial Arts Association. After all Meng Gang is a martial arts genius who is as famous as Fang Han, and now he is at the peak level of external strength, and the next step is external strength, this kind of talent is really rare." Zhong Lin said.

Liu Fan smiled and nodded, expressing his understanding.

"In less than half a month, the Binhai Martial Arts Conference will be held. I don't know which of these two geniuses will win the championship." Han Fei smiled again.

"Who do you prefer?" Liu Fan asked with a smile.

"I think Fang Han may have a higher winning rate. After all, Fang Han won last time." Han Fei thought for a while and said.

"I also think Fang Han has a better chance of winning." Zhong Lin also nodded.

"Hmph, Fang Han is a fart, Meng Gang must have the last laugh in this martial arts conference." At this time, a piercing voice rang in their ears, looking very domineering.

Liu Fan and the others turned their heads. When Han Fei and Zhong Lin saw the person coming, their expressions changed slightly, and then they dared not speak.

This is a young man in his early 20s with a cropped cut. Although he looks average, his eyes are extremely fierce.

There were quite a few young people beside him who also recognized him, and quickly stepped aside, not daring to block the way.

"Who is this person?" Liu Fan asked in a low voice when he saw him approaching so arrogantly.

"Guo Junjie, the disciple of Lin Zhengxiong, the vice president of the Martial Arts Association, usually relies on the prestige of the Martial Arts Association, and is used to domineering and often bullies others, so these young people are very afraid of him." Zhong Lin responded in a low voice.

Liu Fan secretly sneered.

It turned out to be the disciple of the vice president of the Martial Arts Association, no wonder he was so crazy.

Guo Junjie ignored the people around him, walked up to Han Fei and the two, and said coldly: "What is Fang Han, who can compare with Meng Gang? Don't let me hear you saying that Fang Han can win, Otherwise, I will break your dog legs."

Han Fei dared not speak out, but didn't say anything.

Zhong Lin also lowered his head and dared not speak.

How dare they talk back to Guo Junjie?

Seeing this man so domineering and arrogant, Liu Fan frowned slightly.

This guy is even crazier than Hong Tao.

The other young people who were talking and laughing around were too arrogant and didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing that everyone dared not speak, Guo Junjie felt complacent and swaggered around, "Be careful on the territory of the Martial Arts Association, even if you enter the martial arts association, you still have to keep your heads down, and If you can't even enter the Martial Arts Association, then you are pure rubbish, get out of here as soon as possible!"

His words immediately made everyone present furious.

This is too much to say!

But they were angry in their hearts, but they still didn't dare to resist, so they could only hold this breath in their hearts.

What's more, Guo Junjie is the strength of the middle stage of foreign strength, even if they want to fight, they are not opponents of each other.

Seeing that these people did not dare to make a sound, Guo Junjie walked towards the inside arrogantly.

Seeing Guo Junjie walking away, Han Fei cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, if it wasn't for having a master who protects his weaknesses, this bastard would have been hacked to death so many times outside."

"No way, they have backing, what can we do?" Zhong Lin said with a wry smile helplessly.

"Let's go in." Liu Fan said lightly.

"Brother, why do you look so calm and not panic at all?" Han Fei couldn't help asking, seeing that Liu Fan didn't change his face just now, "Your mental quality is too good."

Zhong Lin was equally surprised.

There is really nothing to say about this guy's psychological quality, he is stable.

"Then what's the matter? I have to kneel down and kowtow to him when I see him?" Liu Fan shook his head and said.

The two shrugged their shoulders, and then led Liu Fan forward to a small square.

This square has an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. These young people formed a small circle around this small square, standing in twos and threes chatting together.

"This is where the disciples are selected. President He, Vice President Lin and others will come in a while. Let's wait first." Han Fei said.

"What is the standard for selecting disciples?" Liu Fan asked.

"The minimum standard is the initial stage of external strength." Han Fei then said again.

"The standard is so low?" Liu Fan was a little surprised: "It's not difficult."

"Please, this only shows that you are qualified to participate in the selection, but each martial arts meeting will only select five disciples in the end. Do you think it is only the initial level of external strength, can you go to the end?" Han Fei curled his lips and said .

Liu Fan nodded, and finally understood: "So those who can enter the Martial Arts Association in the end must have a cultivation level higher than this level."

"That's for sure." Zhong Lin nodded and said: "Every time a martial arts association recruits apprentices, there will always be one or two fierce men. Their cultivation is often above the middle stage of external strength. Entered the Budokai."

"Both of you are just in the early stage of external strength, aren't you here to participate in the selection to create atmosphere?" Liu Fan looked at them both with sympathy.

Han Fei and the two immediately became furious.

"What's wrong in the early stage of external strength, have you eaten a bite of your family's food?" Han Fei immediately turned back.

"That's right, the early stage of external strength is our hard-earned strength." Zhong Lin also hummed.

Liu Fan hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just stated a fact."

"What about you, what is your cultivation level? I'm afraid you haven't even reached the initial stage of external strength." Han Fei said very dissatisfied.

Liu Fan just smiled and didn't answer.

At this moment, a group of people walked over slowly.

Seeing the appearance of these people, the young people who were chatting before all looked serious and dared not speak again.

Among these people, the leader is a middle-aged man, who is in his early 50s. Although he is old, he has black hair, a red face, a strong figure, and he walks with a straight back. .

Guo Junjie followed closely beside him, followed by several young people, who should be members of the Martial Arts Association.

"The person walking in the front is Lin Zhengxiong, the vice president of the Martial Arts Association?" Liu Fan asked.

"Yes." Han Fei nodded: "He is already at the peak of external strength, and he is only one step away from the level of internal strength. He is very powerful and can be ranked in the entire Binhai Martial Arts world."

"Why didn't He Wending appear?" Liu Fan asked again.

"The trials will go through three rounds, preliminary rounds, semi-finals, and finals. Only in the finals will He Wending and Meng just appear." Zhong Lin explained.

"You really know how to show off." Liu Fan sneered.

"There's no way, even if he has strength, we don't have to show off even if we want to." Han Fei joked.

Looking at Lin Zhengxiong in front of him, all the young people around looked admiring.

The cultivation base of the peak of external strength is already like a ceiling for them.

As for inner strength, they dare not even think about it, after all, there are only four inner strength masters in the entire Binhai martial arts world.