Chapter 307 Conflict!

Outside Dai Xing Guest House.

Wang Zhihe and his wife quietly appeared with their son, stood at the door and watched leisurely as Yang Fan sat on a chair and bullied the elite students from elite martial arts schools in other cities, including the students from Taikang City this year.

One martial artist is at the seventh level, three are at the sixth level, and two are at the fifth level. It can be said unceremoniously that these people are already the most outstanding members of their Taikang martial arts school over the years.

The talented players that Wang Zhihe mentioned to Yang Fan on the airship before were actually the students from the martial arts school in Taikang City.

It's just that he never imagined that the strongest team in history, which had the ability to win the championship, would not be able to escape under the cover of Yang Fan.

"The field of will! It's amazing!"

After Wang Zhihe saw Yang Fan's methods, he couldn't help sighing softly, "Even if I am such a talented person, it was only in the tenth year when I entered the peak of the master that I barely comprehended the exclusive domain of will. , I didn’t expect Yang Fan, this little guy, to be a fourth-level martial artist, he has already mastered and used it proficiently in advance.”

"What a formidable young man! No wonder Mr. Fu, the former battle general, selected Yang Fan, who is only at the fourth level of martial arts. With the support of the field of will, who can be his opponent under Wu Zong?"

Wang Zhihe didn't see Yang Fan using the power of the king, so he naturally associated the picture of the fighting general they saw above Daixing City to the field of will.

No matter how strong the fifth-level demon generals are, they can't break free from the peak of martial arts. At the critical moment of the battle of the generals, they are all stiff and motionless, and they are so pressed that they can't bend down. The coercion of the field.

"In the battle of generals, Yang Fan should be the first!"

Wang Zhihe involuntarily gave Yang Fan another high look. Such an extremely talented person might really have the ability to heal the injuries of a peak master or even a half-step king.

In addition, the guard house, especially Fu Zhengqing, likes to reward meritorious deeds, and Yang Fan contributed the most in this battle. The hundred thousand-year-old dogwood fruits that Fu Zhengqing got from the Golden Browed Beast King will definitely be distributed to Yang Fan.

Wang Zhihe couldn't help being moved. Millennium dogwood fruit is a good medicine for eliminating insects and miasma, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, and warming the lungs and meridians. , Martial arts masters can take it with confidence.

His youngest son and some younger generations in the clan need to use this elixir to strengthen their foundation and strengthen their cultivation. If they can buy some thousand-year-old dogwood fruits from Yang Fan, it will definitely be of great benefit!

"Yang Fan seems to be very short of money. To sell his medical skills so cheaply for 100,000 federal coins, really..."

Zhao Lin looked at Yang Fan who was sitting in the hall with a bit of resentment, and said angrily: "If you really need money, you can ask my mother, one hundred and eight hundred thousand, is that considered money?"

The corner of Wang Zhihe's mouth twitched, this prodigal woman really doesn't take money back at all.

However, if he could win over Yang Fan with money, he wouldn't feel sorry for the 1.8 million. Not to mention 1.8 million, even if it was 18 million, he would not frown.

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But the problem now is that Yang Fan would rather sell his medical skills at a low price to earn 100,000 yuan from others than go to Taikang City with them and enjoy the annual salary of millions or even tens of millions.

What a shame!

"Master, there seems to be no one behind, let's go there now!"

Zhao Lin whispered to Wang Zhihe,

Wang Zhihe nodded slightly, and the couple took Wang Yuansheng's little hand, and walked towards the front door of Dai Xing Guest House together.

brush!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zhihe and his wife, just in front of the main entrance, blocking the way of the family of three.

"I'm sorry, Patriarch Wang, today's Dai Xing Guest House does not accept foreign guests."

Fang Ze put his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and said to Wang Zhihe: "If Patriarch Wang has something to do, please wait until after the group arena tomorrow to handle it. Thank you for your cooperation."

Wang Zhihe's complexion sank, he looked up at Fang Ze's gray uniform embroidered with white cloud patterns, and asked softly: "Are you the supervisor of the guardian mansion? Since when did the guard mansion have such a rule that you even wear a star?" The guest house can't let people enter at will?"

"This year's new rules are to prevent someone from buying or coercing the contestants before the competition to intentionally falsify the public resources of the tutelary palace during the group arena."

Fang Ze didn't flinch, and said straightly: "Today and tomorrow, except for the participating students and team leaders, other irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter the Dai Xing Guest House!"

"If Patriarch Wang doesn't believe it, you can contact the leader of my supervision department now and ask for confirmation."

Wang Zhihe's face was gloomy, and he didn't intend to call to inquire. They are all rats in a nest. No matter whether there is this rule or not, they will cover each other and talk back and forth for him.

In his opinion, the people guarding the mansion are deliberately targeting him.

The most direct reason is undoubtedly that the ancestors of the Wang family did not show up in time to assist the guarding the mansion. Even if Wang Zhihe himself was injured by the gibbon green ape beast king, it would not alleviate the hostility of these people towards their Taikang Wang family.

Now even the members of the Supervisory Department dare to make things difficult for him, the patriarch of the Wang family, so blatantly. It seems that the ancestor really aroused the anger of the guarding mansion this time, and the life of the Taikang Wang family in the northwest may not be easy in the future. .

"I just came here to seek medical treatment, and I have no other intentions." Wang Zhihe said to Fang Ze kindly: "Since I can't go in, I will trouble the inspector to call Yang Fan out for me. how?"

Fang Ze refused without thinking: "I'm sorry, Patriarch Wang, I can't agree to your request. Before the end of the group arena, any irrelevant personnel in Daixing City are not allowed to have private contact with the participating students."

"It seems that your injury is not an emergency, and Yang Fan can't run, why don't you come to find Yang Fan after the group arena is over."

Wang Zhihe's face began to turn a little dark.

What kind of bullshit is this!

Who is injured and doesn't want to heal as soon as possible? Why wait until tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow when things can be done right now?

When did he, Wang Zhihe, receive such contempt and humiliation? It's really unreasonable!

Wang Zhihe took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his temper: "If I remember correctly, my Taikang Wang family seems to be one of the main sponsors of this resource competition. Can't you make an exception once?"

"Obviously, it can't!"

Fang Ze smiled politely: "The Wang family of Taikang is indeed one of the sponsoring families of the group arena, but it is only one of them. If everyone is like the owner of the Wang family and wants to save our Supervision Department from making an exception, then what will be set by our Chief Director?" Rules, don’t they just become decorations?”

"So, please go back for now, don't make it difficult for us little people who are running errands in the field!"

Fang Ze politely gave Wang Zhihe a nail again.

Wang Zhihe finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stared at Fang Ze coldly: "What if the old man insists on going in today?!"

Crash!

Fang Ze's answer was that he suddenly pulled out a special alloy chain from behind, which was a tool used by them to arrest suspects.

The majesty of the Supervision Department cannot be violated!

In the past, Fang Ze might still be afraid of Wang Zhihe, but now, Patriarch Wang, whose cultivation base has fallen to the first level of Wu Zong, no longer poses any threat to him.

Although it is shameless to bully a peak master who has suffered a serious injury and his strength has plummeted, it is very enjoyable.

It seems that they are heretics who don't agree with the tutelary government, and sometimes they are more disgusting than those beast kings from outside the domain.

Murderous intent flashed in Wang Zhihe's eyes, he slowly took a hard step forward, and stared directly at Fang Ze.

"Is it true that I became a soft persimmon when I was injured? Believe it or not, as long as I think about it, I can squeeze you to death with my hand!"

Instead of being surprised, Fang Ze was overjoyed, he straightened his body forward, and put on the face of a porcelain lover: "Come here if you have the ability, and give me a try!"

The momentum on Wang Zhihe's body exploded, and he soared to the level of a half-step king in an instant. The field of will was concentrated to one point, and all the pressure was on Fang Ze alone.

Although he and Qu Hongde were attacked by the beast king at the same time, Wang Zhihe suffered much lighter injuries than Qu Hongde.

One is because the strength of the long-armed green ape beast king is much inferior to that of the golden-browed beast king; the other is that Qu Hongde has old injuries, and his defense ability is also slightly lacking.

In comparison, Wang Zhihe only retained part of his strength.

It's just that, forcibly propelling it like he is now, the backlash against his body's meridians is also extremely serious.

"Master!" Zhao Lin hurriedly stretched out her hand to press Wang Zhihe's shoulder, and persuaded softly, "Since it's the rules of the Supervision Department, why don't we just wait a little longer? Why bother to fight for this moment?"

Fang Ze is just a small shrimp of the Supervision Department, and is of no importance at all. It is easy to kill him here with anger, but this will only make the relationship between the Taikang Wang family and the guarding mansion more rigid and bad.

Now, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are secretly watching them, waiting for Wang Zhihe to shoot and kill the supervisor in front of him with anger.

Zhao Lin took a step forward and kicked Fang Ze, who had been impacted by the domain of will, into the guest house, then raised her head and said to Yang Fan who was looking towards them: "Little friend Yang Fan, I hope that after the group arena is over, we will still be able to return home." goodbye!"

Yang Fan stood up, cupped his hands at Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin, and said loudly, "Don't worry, Mrs. Wang, Yang will never forget the previous agreement. After tomorrow, let's find a chance to talk about it again!"

"It's a deal!"

Zhao Lin took a deep look at Yang Fan, nodded in relief, then raised her hand to support Wang Zhihe, led Wang Yuansheng, and turned to leave.

The people in the guest house were stunned when they saw the scene in the hall and Fang Ze, who was wearing the inspector's clothes but lying on the ground with his feet upside down.

What was the origin of that woman just now, she even dared to beat up the inspector of the town guard mansion, so awesome!

Not everyone knew Wang Zhihe and his wife, but everyone was very familiar with the costumes of the inspectors. Seeing that the inspectors were beaten so miserably, everyone couldn't help gloating.

Especially before, these people were not less warned by the supervisor, and they felt somewhat resentful in their hearts, but because of Fang Ze's cultivation base and the identity of the supervisor, everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

Now, someone can vent their anger on them, which is naturally welcome. As for the grievances between Wang Zhihe and his wife and the supervisory department, who cares?

In short, no matter what, Fang Ze has completely lost the face of their Supervision Department this time.

Bullying a semi-disabled man who was seriously injured and whose cultivation base has fallen to the first level of Wu Zong, failed in the end, and was taught a lesson by others instead, his face was slapped and slapped.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, got up and walked towards the inspector who was lying on the ground, waved his hand, and cast an intermediate healing technique on him.

"You used an intermediate healing technique on Fang Ze, the ninth-level master, and the treatment was successful. The injuries in Fang Ze's body have recovered, and his mental strength +1, skill proficiency +2."

"..."

"You used an intermediate healing technique on Qu Hongde, the peak master, and the treatment was successful. The injuries in Qu Hongde's body were completely recovered, and his mental strength was +1, and his skill proficiency was +2."

After a few breaths of effort, Fang Ze's injuries had already recovered to the original state.