Chapter 0775 You Are Really Able to Run

0775

Ye Fan went to the balcony, lit another cigarette, and puffed his smoke for a while, finally decided not to call Xie Linyuan.

This kind of thing is no small matter, it must be said in person, and the phone communication and the like are afraid that the walls have ears.

Back in the house, Ye Fan opened a notebook he brought with him, and checked his mailbox.

He is still waiting for a reply from the Association of Aberrants. If he doesn't come, he will use his contacts to ask the staff of the Association of Aberrants what is going on.

Fortunately, there is a reply!

"Mr. Feng Xiaohui...Sorry, my reply to you is two days late..."

After Ye Fan read the contents of the letter, he realized that the Association of Supernatural Persons just held its annual seminar these two days to discuss some matters of the association and future development issues.

The number of supernatural beings is not much, the association has a total of five or six hundred members, and most of the supernatural beings are actually very low-key and hidden among the people, so there are fewer staff members.

Once the meeting was held, the efficiency of doing things would be lower, so it was delayed for two days before replying.

Ye Fan wrote the letter in Feng Xiaohui's name. After all, writing in his name may make people very uneasy. After all, the name Lucifer is too "vicious", and people will definitely think this matter is complicated.

Fortunately, the Association of Espers wasn't too demanding. After simply reviewing a video of Feng Xiaohui making things vibrate, he agreed to Feng Xiaohui to participate in the membership test.

After seeing the news, Ye Fan was about to tell Feng Yueying, but when he turned around, he found that the woman had already fallen asleep.

Ye Fan walked over gently and helped the woman cover the quilt. After thinking about it, he didn't bother to sleep anymore.

Now he feels more responsibility on his shoulders, and he also knows that there are many enemies in ambush in secret, so he attaches great importance to cultivation.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the village was empty and there were no people there, so Ye Fan went directly to an empty wheat field and practiced his own set of movements.

After three hours of hard training, Ye Fan was as exhausted as a dead dog. He raised his head and lay on the ground, panting.

With his physical fitness, he can only do this set of exercises 100% for three hours, which shows how much this set of exercises consumes.

After resting for half an hour, Ye Fan got up and continued to practice sword.

He has already learned to take out some swords from the sword god's ring, and this time the ring no longer only gives him wooden swords, but also some other very sharp and good swords, there are almost hundreds of swords that Ye Fan select.

From the shapes and textures of these swords, Ye Fan is not too sure where these swords came from, and he doesn't know what age they are. Many swords are obviously damaged. It seems that they have experienced many battles and have not been repaired.

Ye Fan also couldn't laugh or cry, when he was fighting Orlando, he was only willing to give wooden swords, but now he is only practicing swords, but he is willing to give hundreds of swords, this is not intentional.

Ye Fan also tried to see if he could put other things in the ring, but they all failed. This sword god ring seems to only hold swords.

As for the world and the peak in the ring, Ye Fan tried to immerse his mind in it, and tried to climb it, but he still couldn't.

An invisible force is blocking Ye Fan's way forward. Ye Fan can probably understand that it should be because his own realm is not enough, which makes it difficult to go further.

To get a better sword and to discover the secrets of this peak, one should have to constantly practice swordsmanship.

Ye Fan took out a sword casually, and was about to use the purest and most basic swordsmanship to comprehend and delve into the meaning of the sword as usual, but suddenly found that there was an ancient warrior's aura approaching from a distance.

"Physical perfection?"

Ye Fan could sense that the strength of this ancient warrior is really good, the key is the feeling of true energy, like one of the four major sects, the Kunlun sect.

Just when Ye Fan was wondering who it was, a figure swept past about two or three hundred meters ahead like the wind!

Ye Fan blinked, and the figure flew tens of meters away, as fast as a bolt of lightning in the dark night!

Didn't come to see him?

Ye Fan thought this person was coming for him, but it seemed that this guy was just passing by?

But, how can such a master run around in the fields in the middle of the night?

Ye Fan couldn't help but be curious. After all, this person's speed is indeed fast enough. He happened to be practicing here, so he simply competed with that person.

With the lightness skills and foot strength of ordinary ancient warriors, Ye Fan disdains to compete, because Ye Fan's physical fitness has made his speed far exceed the limit that ordinary ancient warriors can achieve.

But this person, Ye Fan thinks he can be compared with him.

Ye Fan retracted the sword, and the figure chased after the figure like an arrow from the string.

Although in such a short period of time, Ye Fan was still able to catch up.

For a moment, there seemed to be two black shadows galloping across the field, whistling past, chasing the stars and the moon.

Ten minutes had passed since this run, and the two of them had already run for more than ten kilometers, leaving the village and entering the county seat.

In the dark night, there are not many street lights in the small county town, and the two of them ran like ghosts on the road. Some passers-by thought they saw a ghost, and a gust of wind passed by!

Before they knew it, two hours had passed, and the two of them had traveled more than 200 kilometers and arrived in another city!

The more Ye Fan ran, the more surprised he was. Although he had exhausted himself a lot from practicing the "Crazy Dance" for three hours just now, the physical strength he recovered after taking a rest was still terrifying.

And the martial artist who was running in front was able to not slow down for such a long time, without the slightest sense of breath disorder, which is already very rare!

Ye Fan has never seen a martial artist in the realm of body training with such physical fitness. Could it be that that person also focuses on external skills training?

"Interesting..." Ye Fan smiled, and muttered something in his heart, he didn't expect to meet a special guy when he came out to practice at night.

Just as the two of them climbed over a hill and entered another open wheat field, the figure in front finally stopped.

He turned around and waited for Ye Fan to approach.

Ye Fan stood at a distance of more than ten meters from that person, and finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

He has clean short hair, fair complexion, handsome appearance, regular facial features, and a medium and well-proportioned figure. He is wearing a black martial arts robe that is incompatible with the modern city.

This is a young man in his twenties, about the same age as Ye Fan, with clear eyes.

"Why do you keep following me?" the young man asked curiously.

Ye Fan said: "Because I want to know why you keep running?"

"Because I'm bored," the young man answered simply, but it was true.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your physical strength and lightness kungfu are very good, do you specially practice external kung fu?"

"I should say that." The man looked Ye Fan up and down, "After I turned twenty, you are the first person who can run with me for two hours, without falling behind but getting closer. No, you are the one who can really run."