Chapter 3393 Alone

"He was injured at the time, when he was competing with an elder, he was injured and had no time to recover."

"This incident, many people were present at the time, it doesn't look like an accident..."

"As for the Hundred Shadow Ghost Hand, his job is actually an assassin. He was busy with work at the time, so he couldn't keep up."

"I went to check, and Baiying Guishou abstained as many as five times, all because of work, and there seems to be nothing wrong."

Ye Fan said disdainfully: "These two 'abstentions' seem to be well-founded, but they can actually be controlled by humans."

Candlelight nodded, "It is indeed possible, but there are no clues at the moment. As for the fashion design of the last little fairy..."

Candlelight covered her mouth and smiled, "Master, guess who that is?"

"No...is it Bai Yi?"

"That's right, it's Bai Yitiao. In order to promote his new brand 'Little Fairy Clothing', he went to make a ranking."

"He abstained that day because he was busy with the 'fashion show', and he was not in the mood to play for a few days, so he simply didn't go."

"It's like something Baiyi would do..." Ye Fan smiled wryly.

Patricia said: "Who was that fight with the broken sword?"

"One person", Candle said.

"Of course we knew it was a person, so we asked who it was," Elle said.

"Ai'er...is just one person," Ye Fan said with a smile.

"I know it's a person, I mean..."

Ai'er was taken aback for a moment, "Then... that person, called 'one person'?"

Candlelight nodded, "Currently the second on the sword list, that is, the number one that was knocked down by Can Jian before, 'one person'".

"How was that contest?" Ye Fan asked.

Candlelight took out a tablet computer and said: "The servant brought the video of that scene, the master's eyesight is naturally better than the servant's."

Ye Fan opened the video, it was the battle between Can Jian and a person.

The black clothes and black cloak, the broken sword with fluttering long hair, played very gorgeously. Although the moves were exquisite, they also had acting elements.

As for that person, he was dressed in white, with a slender figure, and he also used a sword. He looked like a simple peasant.

After more than a dozen moves back and forth between the two, one of them lost half of the moves and was knocked off the ring by accident, and he surrendered and left.

"It seems...no problem at all," Patricia said after reading it, "I didn't give in to the moves, and the offense and defense were very reasonable. I thought the broken sword was a show, but it turned out to be a bit powerful."

Ye Fan shook his head, "One person... didn't play seriously. This is a fake match, but most people really can't see it."

"Then how did you find out?" Patricia said unconvinced.

"He moved ahead of time, that is to say, soon."

"Quick? Isn't it good to be fast? Preemptive strike!"

Ye Fan said with a smile: "A master fights, you expect to beat your opponent with one move? That's unrealistic."

"The top ten on the sword list are currently confirmed to be Baiyi and Huang Wanrou. The strength of these two people is worthless."

"So 'a person' can be above them, he will definitely not be a rookie, and the possibility that he does not understand these principles is ruled out."

"Unless he found a loophole, but the first move of this 'one person' is a basic routine, which means that he has not found the opponent's loophole, and it is unreasonable to strike first."

"In fact, there are only two cases where moves will be made in advance."

"The first one is to be able to crush the opponent without wasting time."

"The second type is that you don't care about winning or losing at all, that is, just fight casually."

"In a duel between masters, what matters is not who makes the first shot, but how you hit the backhand."

"It's like playing tennis. If you serve the ball, anyone can do it, but catching the ball and hitting it back is the real skill..."

Ai'er said: "I see, it's like playing chess, you need to count the next ten or dozens of moves with one move... Just make a move when you don't think about it, you just don't care about winning or losing."

"Yes," Ye Fan said with a smile: "Although the acting is very similar,...he just tried his best to act out his own failure."

The women looked at Ye Fan with sparkling eyes, and every time a man explained his cultivation and fighting skills, he was always very attractive.

Patricia also showed a sudden look, and stopped talking.

"Speaking of which, there is some relationship between a person and the master... The servants went to investigate and found out unexpectedly."

"Oh? Are you still an old acquaintance?" Ye Fan wondered, disguised?

"His biological father... is Zhuang Biyou! A man's real name is actually 'Zhuang He'."

Ye Fan was stunned, "It means..."

"You and him have revenge for killing your father." Candlelight couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Ye Fan had no expression on his face. After all, he didn't regret killing Zhuang Biyou.

"Why is there a match-fixing match, have you found out the clues?"

"The maidservant can't even tell that it's a fake match, so naturally there are no clues," Zhu Guang said.

"Most likely it has something to do with you, husband, and you have to tie the bell to untie it..."

Su Qingxue said with deep meaning in her eyes.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Honey, you actually knew that Zhuang He is Zhuang Biyou's son, right? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"There are too many descendants of Zhuang Biyou. This Zhuang He is his very humble illegitimate son."

"Zhuang He's mother is a mortal, a country woman, and Zhuang Biyou got such a son purely for fun."

"I even wonder if Zhuang He has ever met this biological father..."

"But at present, Zhuang He may really be helping that Can Jian on purpose, targeting you, husband."

Su Qingxue asked: "How about... I use the name of the Sword Discourse Arena to find Zhuang He, and you ask him face to face?"

Ye Fan watched the video, thought for a while, and agreed.

Two hours later, the Human Alliance Building.

A young man wearing a white ranger costume and holding an old flying sword walked into the meeting hall with a stern expression.

"In Xiazhuanghe, I don't know who is in charge of the Sword Discourse Arena, calling me here?"

Zhuang He looked around, but saw no one.

Just when he was wondering, he felt someone approaching from behind!

He drew his sword like lightning, and a white rainbow flashed, piercing the eyebrows of the person behind him!

"Ding!"

A finger lightly withstood the sword.

"Ye Fan!?"

Zhuang He's gaze was fixed, and he quickly took two steps back, ready to fight.

"People in the world are used to calling me Sword God, but you call me by my name?" Ye Fan said with a playful smile.

"Killing one's father and one's enemy is irreconcilable, and you deserve my honorable title?" Zhuang He sneered.

"As far as I know...Zhuang Biyou doesn't care about you mother and child at all. You were born by a river, so I call you a single name 'river'."

"This Zhuang Biyou has a lot of wives and concubines, and so many descendants, none of them came to avenge him. You bastard, you haven't even met your biological father a few times. How can you care more than anyone else?"

Ye Fan was a little puzzled.

Zhuang He sneered: "They don't take revenge because they are afraid of you! Greedy life is afraid of death!"

"My mother never regretted giving birth to me, and she never regretted being with her father. How can you judge the kindness of giving birth to me and the bond of flesh and blood?"

"Even though my father only met me a few times during his lifetime, he never starved our mother and son, nor forgot our mother and son, and gave me this sword..."

With one hand, Zhuang He slowly brushed over the flying sword, a low-grade spiritual tool that has gone through countless winds and frosts.

This kind of thing is as much as Zhuang Biyou's ten gods need.

But for Zhuanghe, it is a priceless treasure!

"Since he recognizes me as my son, then you... are my father-killing enemy!"

Ye Fan looked at Zhuang He with complicated eyes, was silent for a while, and asked, "So... you help Can Jian climb to the top, so that you can plot against me?"