827 Points High and Low

827 Distinguish between high and low

Jiang Feng was playing dirty with him, Li Fan sneered, it really was Brother Jiang, this familiar trick.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to come in the open, and started playing with himself in the dark.

It's really Jiang Feng's character! I don't know how many times I have cheated on Li Fan behind my back!

This time, he was playing dirty again, stabbing himself in the back, hum!

While controlling the chess pieces, Li Fan used his true energy to resist Jiang Feng's control.

Li Fan's true energy had to be called strong. Not only could he control the chess pieces, but he could also suppress Jiang Feng's true energy, making Jiang Feng's face extremely ugly.

What's going on... Why is my internal strength not as good as Li Fan's?

Jiang Feng felt as if he was wrestling with a strong man, and he had no chance of winning!

This Li Fan...how did he become stronger after breaking his arm last time!

This kid failed after taking Dali Pills, his internal strength has risen to this level!

"Brother Jiang, I'm done, it's your turn."

Despite the pressure Jiang Feng put on him, Li Fan insisted on completing this move.

Jiang Feng didn't speak, just took his own move, and then gave a look to the bodyguards behind Li Fan.

These bodyguards remained calm, and secretly stretched out their hands, using their true energy and Jiang Feng to act on the chess piece that Li Fan was about to lift.

At least eight or nine bodyguards were fighting Li Fan with true energy, and the amount of true energy was not a small number. But Li Fan was unmoved, and turned the world around abruptly with his own strength, and lifted the chess piece abruptly with his true energy.

The corners of the mouths of several bodyguards twitched at the same time, holding back a mouthful of blood that was about to gush up.

This Li Fan's internal strength is really terribly strong, and he already has the demeanor of a generation of masters faintly! They have so many bodyguards, they can't suppress Li Fan!

"Brother Jiang, it's up to you again."

After Li Fan finished moving his chess pieces, he made a please gesture to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly.

The chess skills in this game are said to be Wendou, but it seems that he has begun to suffer.

Moreover, Li Fan watched him move the chess pieces every time, and did not use his methods to deal with him.

Is Li Fan mocking himself? Jiang Feng was quite angry.

I have to find a way to suppress Li Fan, otherwise he will win me, and I will definitely go to heaven!

He glanced at Shui Wuxin, who nodded.

For Shui Wuxin, although doing so violated the morals of the world, but for the sake of his brother Jiang, he should let himself do this kind of thing. Let yourself bear all the darkness!

Shui Wuxin secretly rolled out a small silver-white sword from under the base of his tongue. This small sword was only one inch long and two centimeters wide, like a thick needle. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it at all.

This is Shui Wuxin's trump card. With this move, she has killed countless powerful opponents.

At this time, Li Fan was concentrating on competing with Brother Jiang, so he should not have noticed his small movements. And Shui Wuxin didn't intend to kill Li Fan, but used his secret sword to hit Li Fan's acupuncture points, making Li Fan temporarily incapacitated and unable to use his true energy, so he would naturally lose to his brother Jiang!

Shui Wuxin pointed her lips at Li Fan, ready to spit out the secret sword to seal his acupuncture points.

She did not know how many years she had been using this skill, and she still felt a little low in her heart.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Shui Wuxin suddenly spat out the secret sword. The dense sword turned into a faint silver light, instantly piercing the acupuncture points on Li Fan's back!

Li Fan seemed unprepared, Shui Wuxin said inwardly, Li Fan, I'm sorry, you asked for this.

But at the moment when the secret sword was about to pierce the acupuncture point, Li Fan's true energy shot out from his back, forming an armor, directly blocking Shui Wuxin's secret sword! Shui Wuxin was so taken aback that she couldn't believe her eyes!

How is this possible?

He has never missed his secret sword, and Li Fan is still competing with Brother Jiang for internal strength, how can he have the ability to seal his secret sword?

"snort!"

Li Fan suddenly snorted coldly, and a circle of true energy burst out from his body!

The zhenqi immediately spread out and impacted all around.

The tables and chairs next to it were blown to one side, and Shui Wuxin was also pushed back two steps by the blowing, hitting the wall behind her.

"Brother Jiang, you and I are both fighters, you should know that fighting is sacred."

Li Fan's eyes sharpened, and he said to Jiang Feng, "If it's too much, don't blame me, Li Fan, for being rude."

"I can not understand what you say……"

Jiang Feng didn't change his face, but just waved his hands, "Everyone else, stand a little farther away, so as not to be suspected by Brother Li."

The other bodyguards immediately stood a little farther away, and they did this at this time, Li Fan just wanted to sneer.

But Jiang Feng could be unkind, but he couldn't be unrighteous. Li Fan is a standard fighter with the most basic dignity of a fighter!

"Come on, let's continue."

Jiang Feng finally stopped engaging in those conspiracies, but used his true energy to control chess, and played against Li Fan step by step.

Although Li Fan was really strong, he was still inferior to Jiang Feng in chess. The two played for more than an hour, and Jiang Feng defeated Li Fan in one game.

"Brother Li, it seems that I won."

Jiang Feng stood up and cupped his hands to Li Fan, "Accept, accept."

"Brother Jiang is good at chess, it seems that I lost today."

Li Fan stretched his waist, "I'll come back to play chess with you when I'm free."

"Although I won chess, I lost kung fu."

Jiang Feng didn't know what kind of style he was smoking, so he began to pretend to be low-key again, "In terms of internal strength, you are better than Brother Li."

"Strong internal strength does not mean good kung fu."

Li Fan said, "And good kung fu does not necessarily mean high moral character. I think that those of us who practice martial arts should learn and cultivate our own character the most. Brother Jiang, what do you think? ?”

In a word, Jiang Feng and Murong Bo were scolded.

This Li Fan is ruthless enough, he looks low-key and humble, but in fact he dares to provoke anyone, dare to stand up to anyone.

That's why he's called Little Overlord.

"Brother Li speaks in depth, I may not understand it well."

Jiang Feng waved his hand, "This time we will treat you and me equally. The literary battle is over, and I have already prepared drinks in the banquet hall. You and I may as well have a drink. What do you think?"

Jiang Feng asked, but Li Fan laughed and waved his hands again and again. "Anyway, we are neighbors. I'll come to eat and drink in the future. I won't bother you too much today. I wish Brother Jiang a prosperous business again, and I will visit again some other day."

Li Fan came here just to feel the bottom of Jiang Feng's bodyguard, and now that he has almost felt it, he should leave.

"Then I won't send it."

Watching Li Fan leave, Jiang Feng felt relieved.

This hurdle...at least it's over.