Chapter 2829 it's enough if you really have hands

"Forehead……"

"Is it difficult?"

"It's just a saint... If you want to kill him, don't you just have hands?"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, and then said with deep confidence from the side.

Xue Wanren: "..."

As expected of my son-in-law, he is crazy!

"Calm down yourself, kid!"

"Be honest!"

"I need to know something about you, so that I can be a little bit more measured when arranging tasks for you."

Xue Wanren groaned, and then continued to ask.

"It's the sky-shattering cone..."

"The meeting gift my master gave me earlier..."

"After using the sky-shattering awl at that time, the Saint-level powerhouse of the dark camp was basically crushed."

Fang Fan nodded, then said with a smile.

"Sky-shattering cone?"

"A high-level Saint-level weapon..."

"Although ordinary sanctuary practitioners can use it, they must bear great pressure..."

"The user will be seriously injured, and the user will die suddenly on the spot..."

"Why are you acting like a normal person?"

"Why do I feel like you kid is fooling me?"

Xue Wanren's gaze scanned Fang Fan several times, and then he said in astonishment.

While talking at the moment, the facial expression changes are particularly pure.

This looked a little weird.

"Fudge?"

"It's not like..."

"That's exactly what happened..."

Fang Fan shrugged, then said with a smile.

"Otherwise, you can ask my master, he gave me this sky-shattering cone..."

"Hmm... There should still be traces of use recently."

Fang Fan then took out the sky-shattering cone and said confidently.

I really didn't lie this time, so don't panic at all!

After searching for a long time, Xue Wanren didn't find any clues, so he could only give up and continue to explore the secrets of Fang Fan.

"You boy is a freak!"

Xue Wanren finally gave a loyal evaluation.

"Anyway, stop yourself..."

"Don't mess with me!"

Xue Wanren glared at Fang Fan, then reminded him.

Fang Fan spread his hands innocently, because Mao kept focusing on him, he was really fine.

The next step is to score the twenty trial teams of the first-year seed class in an all-round way...

Originally, there were 100 students in the first-grade seed class, but after returning from the trial, there were only 78 people left, that is to say, 22 people were killed on the way.

This is still under the condition that there are mentors from Guangming Academy escorting and protecting them all the way. If not, the death rate will only be higher.

Seeing the more familiar figures disappearing one after another, Fang Fan's eyes also lowered silently, and many things in it seemed very real.

"The first trial team..."

"Slay a mid-level saint from the dark camp and reward a million trial points!"

"Slay one cultivator of the Seven-Star Sanctuary Realm from the dark camp, and reward 10,000 trial points!"

"Seventeen four-star to six-star sanctuary cultivators will be killed, and 1,700 trial points will be rewarded..."

...

"A total of 1,017,300 trial points..."

...

A series of rambling voices followed, and now they are basically summarizing the specific situation of each team.

"Fang Fan accounted for 80% of the trial points of the first trial team!"

"Liu Jiayi, Daji, Liuli, and Zhao Wei each have 5% credit for the trial..."

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