The humble villain

"This family head will give you a chance. You can choose to fight him, and the winner will succeed Fang Tao's position."

"Or give up and let Fang Jiu take over this position."

"However, this family master has to remind you."

"Fang Jiu is a genius of the fourth level of the Spirit Realm who has practiced both physical and magical skills in our Fang family."

"Its strength is far beyond the reach of those ordinary people."

"Tell this master your choice!"

After Fang Duofu said this, he didn't say anything more. He just sat there quietly, waiting for Lin Fan's choice.

Lin Fan took a step forward, bowed humbly and said:

"As the saying goes, if you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences!"

"Lin Fan is grateful for the kindness of the Patriarch, who gave him this opportunity. Even though he knows he cannot win, he still wants to fight with him."

"It's just an ordinary martial arts exchange. I hope Brother Fang Jiu can show some mercy."

Having said that, Lin Fan quickly bowed towards Fang Jiu.

"snort!!!!!"

Fang Jiu heard this and snorted with disdain. Then he said sarcastically:

"Lin Fan, you don't have to act so hypocritically. You will only make people laugh at you."

"A martial arts battle is a battle of life and death. A fight to the death is the norm."

"As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. I, Fang Jiu, have never known what it means to show mercy."

"My sword is called Liangduan. If you don't dare to fight me, then you'd better get out of the way and stop getting in the way."

"Brother Fang Jiu, our families are as close as one family."

"Lin Fan's punches and kicks are always heavy. I'm really worried that I might accidentally hurt Brother Fang Jiu, and thus cause Uncle San's displeasure."

"Hahaha~~~~"

Lin Fan's words really made Fang Jiu laugh.

Arrogant! This big idiot Lin Fan is really arrogant to the extreme.

Instead of thinking about how to save his life, he was thinking about hurting himself.

But after defeating a severely injured Mo Xuan, did he really think that he was invincible under the fifth level of the Spirit Realm?

Fang Jiu shook his head slightly and said with a faint smile:

"Lin Fan, if you are worried about this, there is no need to worry!"

"I've always been a very strenuous person, so I like people with heavy hands."

"Don't worry, if you can hurt me, my father will not blame you, but will be grateful to you."

"I just don't know if uncle would think the same if anything happened to you!"

When saying this, Fang Jiu's gaze fell on Fang Qing who was standing beside him.

"That's enough! Are you two going to fight or not?"

At this moment! A scolding voice suddenly sounded.

Fang Duofu, who was in the main hall, looked extremely unhappy.

It was just a dispute over a managerial position, but his mother kept nagging about it.

If you don’t know, you two would think you are fighting for the throne.

The Fang family still had a lot of things waiting for Fang Duofu to deal with. How could he have time to watch the two of them acting like this?

Then he looked at the two of them and said coldly:

"If you want to chat, go home and chat."

"This is not the place for you to reminisce about the past!"

"If you have other concerns, you two can just go ahead and fight. With this family master here, no one dares to interfere."

Fang Duofu had no intention of seeking other people's opinions.

His words were like an imperial decree, which could easily decide everything for everyone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan immediately bowed to him. Then he looked at Fang Jiu and said with a faint smile:

"In that case, Brother Fang Jiu, please forgive Lin Fan for offending you!"

Before Lin Fan finished speaking, the door panel appeared in his right hand.

With each breath, her clothes and long hair fluttered in the air without wind.

This heavy breath, every time it hits the ground, creates circles of air waves.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jiu did not waste any more words with Lin Fan.

As he frowned, a light blue sword appeared in his right hand.

This sword is called Liangduan. It is three feet six long and split in the middle as if it were made up of two sharp blades.

The moment the two broken swords appeared, Fang Jiu held the sword in one hand and danced out a sword wheel.

He stood with his feet apart, shoulder-width apart, holding two broken swords in his hands in front of his chest.

As the vital energy flowed, a sword-shaped light curtain appeared on both sides of the sword.

In an instant, it transformed into several sword shadows, flowing around it.

"Jiu'er, just have a discussion between the two of you. Don't hurt the harmony between brothers."

At this moment, Fang Qing suddenly took a step forward and shouted anxiously:

Before he finished his words, a skinny figure with a goatee suddenly stood in front of Fang Qing.

“Hahaha~~~~~~~”

"Brother, as the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. Matters between the younger generation should be resolved by the younger generation themselves!"

"We, as elders, should not interfere."

"Don't worry, even if Jiu'er dies in Lin Fan's hands, I will have no complaints."

The one standing in front of Fang Qing was Fang Shi.

At this moment, there was a smug smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory.

If someone said that what happened during the day had not involved old dog Fang Qing, Fang Shi would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Now that he saw that Lin Fan was about to suffer a loss, he wanted to intervene. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

You are dreaming, just wait for death!

The smile on Fang Shi’s face lingered for a long time.

Suddenly!!!! A loud noise was heard from behind him.

"Hohoho~~~~~"

This roar was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing. Fang Shi only felt as if the entire hall was shaking violently at this moment.

Before he could think about it, a spherical object flew towards him from behind.

Fang Shi reacted almost instinctively, circulating his energy, and suddenly turned around and blasted out with a palm.

"Boom~~~~~~"

This powerful palm force collided with the spherical object in an instant.

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard from mid-air.

In just a moment, the red and white objects scattered everywhere in the hall.

But the scene before him made Fang Shi's eyes widen. He stood there for a long time as if he had lost his soul.

It's too late to say.

At this moment, Fang Qing's figure instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed into the battlefield.

Then he kicked Lin Fan with great force. Lin Fan was kicked so hard that he flew backwards and landed heavily on the door of the palace.

Fang Qing tapped his toes lightly and leaped high into the air. His figure was suspended in the air, and he pounced towards Lin Fan like an eagle.

The dense fists left a trail of afterimages around him, smashing down on Lin Fan's body like raindrops.

At this moment, Fang Qing's eyes were red, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably due to anger.

He punched him and scolded him:

"You beast! I told you this was just a normal exchange, how dare you hit me so hard."

"How am I supposed to explain this to your Third Uncle?"

Lin Fan lay on the ground, his hands tightly protecting his head, shouting:

"Father, please calm down!"

"Didn't we agree that Uncle San would thank me?"

"These words really made Lin Fan mistakenly believe that Fang Jiu was not his uncle's biological son."

"I also heard that his strength was unfathomable. Lin Fan had no choice but to use all his strength."

"But I never thought that once we started fighting, his strength was beyond words. He couldn't even last a single round."

"Isn't this just bragging? You're going to blow yourself up."