1301: C1301 The First Collision with Zhang Bufan

C1301 The First Collision with Zhang Bufan

First collision with Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan's eyes immediately became bloodshot.

He stared at Zhang Xing like a hungry wolf.

"If it wasn't for the two President greeting you, you would be a dead man now!"

No one dared to speak to him like that.

Zhang Xing was the first.

Old Ancestor Zhang Xuan had also told them to wait until the competition was over.

Su Changhe and Wei Junlin had no choice but to give him face.

There was no need to offend the two great chiefs because of a small figure like Zhang Xing.

Their influence was too great.

Whether Zhang Xing could walk out of the Xuandu alive depended on how he chose.

If he didn't choose the Profound Heaven Gate, nor the Great Star King Clan, then he would enter the guild.

Then he would spare his life.

But if he didn't choose the guild... Then there's nothing else to say.

"Customer, the dishes you ordered are here. Big Sauce Bone, three scallion pancakes, and a bowl of clear soup!"

At this moment, Clerk brought the dishes over.

Zhang Xing nodded. Clerk smiled and carried the dishes down. He then carried the plates and left like a gust of wind.

He also ignored the proud Zhang Bufan.

He picked up the knife and fork and started to eat the sauce and bones.

"En, the taste is not bad. It's Third Rank Devil Wolf meat."

"The meat is soft and smooth, it's fresh."

He took a sip of the soup.

Whoosh!

A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

The more he behaved like this, the angrier Zhang Bufan became.

What do you mean by 'I'm more arrogant when you're mad'?

What do you mean you're only arrogant on the surface, but I'm emitting an arrogant smell from my bones?

Zhang Xing was the latter.

"I will let you eat it!"

Zhang Bufan could no longer tolerate it.

He raised his hand and slapped the table.

He wanted to make the table so bad that Zhang Xing wouldn't have anything to eat.

Just as his palm was about to hit the table, a bright fork stopped his palm.

"Young man, why are you so angry? If you want to eat, order it yourself."

Zhang Xing said unhurriedly.

Zhang Bufan thought Zhang Xing would dodge and block, but he didn't expect Zhang Xing to be so fast.

All of these were within his expectations. What he couldn't stand the most was Zhang Xing's words.

What was a young man?

You, a thirteen year old Kid, actually called me a young man?

Pretending to be mature with me!

Without wasting any time, he continued to slap the table.

If I, Zhang Bufan, want to smash this table into pieces, then no one can stop me!

He was fast, but Zhang Xing was even faster.

Just as Zhang Xing finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated with his backhand.

However, what awaited him was still the three-toothed fork used for eating.

He knew that Zhang Xing was also a five-star knight, so he didn't take him seriously.

His two failures ignited his competitive spirit.

Can't I win against a child like you?

I'll shoot! I'll shoot! I'll shoot again!

Zhang Xing easily blocked three consecutive slaps.

At this moment, his will to not admit defeat had already come.

Today, I must smash the table into pieces!

The sound of the two people fighting had alarmed the people inside the Restaurant.

But no one dared to interfere.

Who would dare to interfere with the Zhang family's youngest Young Master, Zhang Bufan?

Even Owner of the Alcohol Building wouldn't dare to do so even if he had ten thousand guts.

"Who is that person? How dare he exchange blows with Young Master Zhang? Is he tired of living?"

"He seems to be a disciple from another sect who has come to compete."

"Oh, then consider him unlucky. It's not wise to offend Young Master Zhang in the Profound Heaven Gate."

“...”

Just as everyone was discussing in low voices, Zhang Bufan was in a trance.0

He thought that he could easily take down this table, but after a dozen or so moves, no matter what method he used, he couldn't do it.

Even if he used his feet, it wouldn't work.

You have legs, so does Zhang Xing. He just won't let you destroy the table.

Furthermore, Zhang Xing even ate meat and drank soup while exchanging blows.

At this moment, the plate of meat was almost finished.

Zhang Xing wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief and the fork in his hand flashed.

Zhang Bufan suddenly felt a fatal danger approaching.

He hurriedly retreated, but in the next second, his body froze.

Looking at the fork that was only a hair away from his eyeball, he didn't dare move.

Zhang Xing stared at him for two seconds, then the fork in his hand turned around and left.

Zhang Bufan was sweating like rain.

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