In Zhao Fan's understanding, if there is a guidance from a famous teacher, it takes about eight to ten years for those who practice martial arts to achieve it from the beginning to the practice of Mingjin. And it may take longer to go from Mingjin to the hiddenjin.

Zhao Cong can provide 59 experience points, and his strength is comparable to that of Zhao Fan who met those middle-aged monks in Tianyuan Temple.

But looking at his young master's appearance, how could he look like he could practice martial arts since he was a child? How did he get his cultivation?

Is there really a so-called magic pill in this world that can make people master powerful power in an instant?

"Stop it!"

Zhao Fan had no time to think about this at this time. He looked at Zhao Cong coldly and his tone was calm.

"Whose pants zipper is not properly pulled out, and has put such a thing out? A hero saves the beauty? I don't know if I look in the mirror and pretend to be in front of me, Zhao Cong. Are you looking for death?"

Zhao Cong looked at Zhao Fan and laughed without any indication. More than 30 black suits had moved under his feet and quickly surrounded Zhao Fan.

These people seemed to have been waiting for this moment to arrive, and their reactions were extremely quick, which also made Zhao Fan confirm again that this group of people came for him.

"We've seen it before? Are there any revenge?"

Zhao Fan ignored the black suits around him, and his eyes were still staring at Zhao Cong.

"You want to know?"

Zhao Cong opened his mouth wide and laughed, took off his sunglasses and put them on his chest collar. His slender eyes were full of sarcasm and said in a cold tone: "When your limbs are broken and you are lying in front of me and crying bitterly, I will tell you if I feel good."

After saying this, he raised his hand and put on the headphones hanging around his neck again, shaking his head. The black suit, which had already had a fierce look, also attacked Zhao Fan at this time.

Experience value 46

Experience value 51

Experience value 5

...

The system prompted the sounds one after another, and the comfortable feeling was as if the current was rushing, which made Zhao Fan unable to help but let out a comfortable moan.

He is very strong, and the worst is the peak of Mingjin. His experience value is increasing rapidly. Every time he hits, he feels as if his body is soaked in a hot spring, and he is at its peak.

If the Wuming technique did not help him recover from his injuries and was attacked with all his strength by so many people one after another, he would probably start to squirt blood again.

But at this time, although the abdominal injuries were still slightly painful, there was no obvious impact.

Since Belinda's bodyguard was knocked over by Zhao Cong's people, screams sounded in the venue, and many timid and afraid of things have already begun to rush out without any chance.

At this time, the matter became more and more troubled, and more and more people left the scene in panic. Many people took out their cell phones and called the police anxiously, hoping that the police could come forward to solve the problem.

The police had actually arrived a long time ago, but they were all staying outside the door.

The policeman in the lead stared blankly at the phone that had just hung up, looked up at the already messy venue, and let out an unwilling roar. He waved his hand with a calm face, and quickly left with a few colleagues behind him with a confused look on his face.

The panic situation in the venue quickly calmed down.

Instead of hearing the screams I imagined, I heard a few sounds that made people feel a little ashamed without realizing it. Everyone's eyes looked towards the rostrum.

Then, everyone's expressions became a little dull.

Most of these people are outsiders, so naturally they can't tell the difference between the bright and the dark.

But the group of people under Zhao Cong were tall, with a fierce face, and a ruthless person at first glance.

Although the chaos was short, it was a matter of one or two minutes. The sound of banging on the stage never stopped, and it had already been hit hundreds of times.

However, Zhao Fan, who thought he would be beaten to death soon, even with his hands and feet, was still standing there safely.

There was no look of pain on his face, but instead he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being beaten.

At this time, Zhao Cong had forgotten to shake his head. His expression seemed a little confused and he could not understand what was happening in front of him.

"Hey, aren't you afraid, are you? Didn't your master say he's awesome? Why are you afraid that you will break me and the police will arrest you?"

"If you are a dog, you must be aware of being a dog. Can you be more dedicated? Your master is watching. If you are so light, you will bring me a chair to sit for a while. It would be very tiring to scratch you like this."

Zhao Fan stretched leisurely. As soon as he raised his hand, the group of people around him took a step back with a nervous look on their faces. He couldn't help but sneer and shouted in a strange tone.

The dark suits were almost dripping with water. They were already extremely surprised and felt Zhao Cong's doubtful gaze.

But this matter is really unexplainable.

What are their strengths?

The worst is the peak of Mingjin. Those who are a little more powerful have already entered the darkjin.

Even if they suspected that Zhao Fan had practiced hard qigong, they could not say it.

What kind of hard qigong can withstand more than 30 masters for so long?

Not to mention that Zhao Cong would not believe it, even they themselves did not believe it.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Sure enough, Zhao Cong, who had taken off his headphones and hung them around his neck again, let out a cold roar. Even if he didn't look back, he could imagine his expression at this time.

A group of black suits lamented in their hearts, and took out their strength to take their breasts and greeted Zhao Fan desperately.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon five minutes passed, and these black suits were already desperate.

Several people were determined to put Zhao Fan on the ground, thinking that even if they couldn't beat him and made him feel embarrassed, it would be an explanation at least.

Unfortunately, the strong men had even hung on Zhao Fan's shoulders, but they could not shake him at all. His feet seemed to have a root.

"Young Master Cong, this person is a bit weird. We have really tried our best, but we can't hit him!"

A guy finally couldn't help but come to Zhao Cong, with a crying voice and an extremely resentful tone.

"Waste, all are a bunch of waste!"

Zhao Cong was already so angry that his whole body trembled. He raised his foot and kicked the unlucky guy in front of him several steps, and rushed towards Zhao Fan with a roar.

This person is too arrogant and has already inflicted public anger.

Those who had not left below saw the current scene. Although it was a little puzzled, they also saw that he was defeated. The unconcealed gloating made him almost crazy.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating experience value of 400,000 and meeting the upgrade conditions? Is the upgrade confirmed?"

The expected voice finally rang out as expected. It was only about 30,000 yuan, and more than 30 people tried their best to beat it for five or six minutes. Although he occasionally delayed the time in the middle, he finally got enough upgrade experience in a short time.

"upgrade!"

The purpose of trying hard to do things is to upgrade, so how could there be any hesitation? I confirmed at the fastest speed in my heart that the sound of the system this time was a little different from usual.

"The host has reached level ten and meets the system update conditions, and the system will be updated in ten seconds."

"This update takes up eight hours. The update period will not affect the host's existing data. The collection of experience values ​​is suspended. Please prepare."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

It turns out that there is no emotional system. After the self-prompt prompts are completed, the countdown will start directly.

What can I prepare in ten seconds?

Zhao Fan had only had time to take out the mobile phone and silver needle in his backpack, and everything was silent.

The familiar experience point prompt sound once almost caused him to be schizophrenia, but it suddenly disappeared at this time, and I was really a little uncomfortable.

The last time I almost died in order to save Mu Qingya, the system was updated once. Later, there was a series of things such as data panel, lottery function, backpack function, skill upgrade function, etc.

He is also full of expectations for this system upgrade.

Although he complained from time to time, and even almost went crazy for the lottery system, to put it bluntly, he was just lacking in greed. In fact, he knew very well that these functions were still very practical.

Since the experience value collection has been suspended, how can I still play with them?

When Zhao Fan, who had closed his eyes for a second, opened his eyes again, he had already entered a state of fighting.

His eyes became cold and bloodthirsty again, and his hands were raised in an instant, and he rushed towards the person who was rushing towards him.

"Bang!"

A dull impact sounded in the venue, and the terrifying force made the metal structure rostrum tremble continuously. It was not until he touched the other party that Zhao Fan realized that the punch hit Zhao Cong who was roaring and rushing towards him.

This person is worthy of being a master of dark energy. After a sudden impact, Zhao Fan also took a step back.

However, Zhao Cong was a little unlucky. A group of bodyguards fought for so long, but Zhao Fan did not fight back. Just as he rushed over, Zhao Fan raised his hand and rushed over.

With only half of the roar, it was blown away and its body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, and was still coughing violently when it was in the air.

"Young Master Cong!"

A group of bodyguards had already reacted the moment Zhao Fan took action, but unfortunately they were one step late. Seeing Zhao Cong being bombed out, they almost exclaimed at the same time and quickly protected him.

"Get out!"

Zhao Cong, who was so coughed that his face was flushed, jumped up from the ground with a carp, his eyes turned red, and the two of them opened their arms and rushed towards Zhao Fan again.

This time he used his left hand because his entire arm on his right hand was almost numb and trembled gently.

"Zhuanxu's horse steering step? No, it's just a bit similar."

Seeing the footwork under Zhao Cong's feet, Zhao Fan's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

This Zhao Cong actually used Zhuanxu's horse-controlling step.

Although it looks a bit plausible, the general outline is very clear, and Zhao Fan is almost sure that this person uses this kind of footwork.

"The Zhao family in the capital? Zhuanxu is the younger generation of the old man?"

Zhao Fan was full of doubts, and naturally used this kind of footwork under his feet, and his body was like a ray of blue smoke, passing by among a group of black suits.

He did not use Liangyi Tianxin's acupointing hand, but only used ordinary grappling and fighting methods.

But his speed was too fast, and these people had almost no time to react. Crack sounds followed by crackling sounds, and muffled groans that could not be suppressed were also coming one after another.

Wherever his figure passed, the men in black fell to the ground one by one.

The aggressive Zhao Cong could only follow him from beginning to end and eat his fart.
Chapter completed!