I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 502
Under Zhao Yifan's coercion, Lei Jue finally gave in.

Being defeated by Zhao Yifan is already shameful enough, if he is beaten up by Zhao Yifan in public, he will probably lose face.

In order to save his last bit of face, Lei had no choice but to give in.

Now that Lei Jue has softened, there is no need for Zhao Yifan to waste time on Lei Jue.

Afterwards, Lei Jue was thrown under the ring by Zhao Yifan like garbage.

Lei Jue being thrown off the ring meant that Lei Jue was defeated, and the referee quickly announced the result.

Hearing the referee's announcement, Zhao Yifan also breathed a sigh of relief.

This time it was indeed a bit dangerous, but fortunately I was more skilled, otherwise I would have capsized in the gutter.

"You, you are really amazing." After Zhao Yifan stepped off the ring, the little fat man hurried forward and said with admiration. "Even Lei Jue was defeated by you, I really have more and more confidence in you."

Seeing the excited look on the little fat man's face, Zhao Yifan was not as optimistic as the little fat man.

With a wry smile, he said. "The first match today is so difficult, and the next match will probably be even more difficult."

"I somewhat underestimated the geniuses of various sects."

"I said before that I have a [-]% chance of sending you into the top ten of the competition. Now I have to re-evaluate the strength of the disciples of each sect."

"If I succeed in advancing to the high-level land rank, there may be a half chance. If I fail to advance smoothly, I'm afraid I won't even become a success. You'd better be prepared."

Although Zhao Yifan needs thousands of years of medicinal materials, Zhao Yifan is also a person with a bottom line.

A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. Since he promised the little fat man, he will naturally do his best.

Now that there is an unexpected situation, Zhao Yifan has to remind the little fat man, lest he put in so much effort and end up with such a slim chance.

Hearing Zhao Yifan's words, the little fat man froze for a moment, then rolled his eyes, and quickly understood.

"I'm afraid you misunderstood something?" The little fat man smiled and said. "The opponent you met just now is named Lei Jue. He is a very famous person, known as being invincible at the same level."

"I have to say that Lei Jue's strength is indeed very strong. If there is no accident, with Lei Jue's strength, he is qualified to enter the top ten."

"And you can defeat Lei Jue, which is enough to prove your strength. If there are no accidents, you are enough to enter the top ten."

"And you said before that you may break through to the high-level land rank. If so, as long as you break through, with your strength, you are enough to enter the top three."

"You said that your goal is to be the first. I was a little skeptical before, but now that I have seen your strength, I have to say that you do have this strength."

"Whatever you need, you can just tell me, our Baixiaozong will definitely do our best to help you break through."

Zhao Yifan was also taken aback, he didn't expect that this battle would make the little fat man completely fall for him.

This is also a good thing for Zhao Yifan.

"If so, I still need medicinal materials!" Zhao Yifan said with some embarrassment.

"Okay." The little fat man nodded without any hesitation. "Tonight, I will send you another hundred thousand-year-old herbs, and I hope you can break through as soon as possible."

Zhao Yifan was surprised that the little fat man was so happy.

But in Zhao Yifan's heart, he was still a little embarrassed. The little fat man must have given him two hundred thousand-year-old herbs last night, and he asked the little fat man for another hundred.

From the little fat man, he took three hundred thousand-year-old herbs, which is not a small fortune.

With a short manpower and so many benefits at once, Zhao Yifan had to do his best to meet the little fat man's request.

Although Zhao Yifan finally won the fight against Lei Jue this time, it was not as easy as he imagined.

Not only was he injured, but he also stimulated his potential by pricking acupuncture points with silver needles, which made Zhao Yifan feel weak for a while.

After chatting with the little fat man, Zhao Yifan was on the sidelines and quickly adjusted his breath.

Whether Bai Xiaozong can become famous this time depends entirely on Zhao Yifan, so the little fat man thinks highly of Zhao Yifan.

Seeing Zhao Yifan healing, the little fat man took the initiative to stand aside and acted as a guardian.

This is a martial arts competition venue, private fighting is prohibited, even if the little fat man is not here to protect the law, no one would dare to fight here.

But for the little fat man's kind deeds, Zhao Yifan was quite useful.

After Zhao Yifan adjusted his breath for 36 weeks, he felt much better. Although he did not fully recover, it did not affect Zhao Yifan's action.

After agreeing to the little fat man's matter, Zhao Yifan had to do it. After learning about the situation of the little fat man's opponent, Zhao Yifan went to do it.

Zhao Yifan defeated Lei Jue, and his prestige in various sects increased a lot.

After the little fat man's opponent saw Zhao Yifan again, he was frightened stupid.

Zhao Yifan took the initiative to chat, but the other party didn't dare to refuse at all. It was easy for Zhao Yifan to succeed, which surprised Zhao Yifan.

Even Zhao Yifan threatened his opponent in advance and asked for medicinal materials, but the opponent agreed without any hesitation.

It became so smooth all of a sudden, which surprised Zhao Yifan.

This saved Zhao Yifan a lot of trouble, and made Zhao Yifan very happy.

If he had known this earlier, Zhao Yifan would not have regarded Chang Sheng as the chicken, and Chang Sheng must not have much prestige in various sects.

But to use Brother Xiong from Qi Lingzong as the chicken, he must have a lot of weight, and he is not his opponent, so it is the most suitable.

However, Zhao Yifan defeated Lei Jue, and the effect was even better than Senior Brother Xiong.

When asking for medicinal materials, the other party didn't even dare to refuse, Zhao Yifan was very pleased with that cheerful look.

In this way, Zhao Yifan also relaxed a lot. Apart from helping the little fat man clean up his opponents, he also healed his injuries under the ring, and his life was very fulfilling.

By the end of the day's martial arts competition, Zhao Yifan's injuries had recovered.

After a bit of activity, I feel refreshed.

"You are so awesome." The little fat man blushed and said excitedly to Zhao Yifan.

Their Bai Xiaozong competed with others, and they had always only been abused, so the little fat man finally felt proud.

In the arena, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, the little fat man punched out directly, and the opponent was defeated by him in an instant like a chicken and a dog.

Regardless of whether the opponent is a low-level land-grade strongman or a mid-level land-rank strongman, the fate is the same.

This made the little fat man's confidence suddenly burst, and he suddenly had a feeling of dominance.

This feeling was so refreshing, it made the little fat man burst with confidence.

The little fat man knew that all the credit belonged to Zhao Yifan, so he was very grateful to Zhao Yifan.

He is also full of confidence in Zhao Yifan's promise.

"Don't worry, I'll send you the hundreds of herbs you want later."

(End of this chapter)