Lord of the Desert

Chapter 90
Hong Fan shook his head slowly.

"It's not invincible."

"Sand armor absorbs kinetic energy better than iron armor, and is suitable for defending against blunt weapons, but its hardness is weaker."

"It should be difficult to break through the defense in the inner vision environment, but the armor-piercing attack from the penetrating environment may not be."

He said so, but he was not very worried in his heart.

The various attributes of the sand under the control of the life star, whether it is hardness or fluidity, are far stronger than the natural state.

Moreover, this armor has no fixed shape, and the thickness changes in various places can only be done in a moment of his thought.

Just now, Hong Fan has tried it secretly. With his current reaction and sand control ability, he can partially thicken the sand armor to ten centimeters with just a flick of his fingers.

"It's almost done, let's take a break."

Hong Fan's zhenyuan was about to be exhausted, and he dispersed to Shajiadao.

As soon as the two sat down in the pavilion, Hong Fu suddenly asked.

"Brother Fan, the broken steel flying in the sea was killed by your unique move, right?"

No matter what era, competitions and rankings are the favorites of young people.

"On How Hong Fan Defeated Fang Tianzong" was a hot topic these days.

It's a pity that all the children expressed their opinions and argued endlessly, but there was no result.

Seeing Sha Chongjia's trick, Hong Fu thought he had glimpsed the truth.

Hong Fan smiled and didn't reply.

But he couldn't help but compare in his heart - can the current self fight against "Broken Steel"?
The Battle of Taishan was the first time that Hong Fan saw the performance of a strong player in the Hunran Realm in actual combat.

Fang Tianzong's cultivation base is in the middle stage of Hunran, and his lifting technique should be at the bottom of the same realm, but his running speed is still close to [-] kilometers per hour-this is almost the upper limit of the ordinary penetrating realm.

And its special strength is about three to four tons, which is a full three times that of Hong She, the peak of the penetrating realm.

It would be more intuitive to change to a description of destructive power.

The pulse surface of the inner vision is at the level of a mortal Hercules.

The penetrating realm can break swords and smash bricks with fists.

And the Chaotic Realm is enough to fly war horses and destroy colonnades.

This didn't even count the difference in nerve reflexes between Hong Fan and Fang Tianzong.

After much thought, the conclusion was not unexpected.

Undoubtedly defeated.

[With heavy sand armor and full active and passive defenses, I can probably take Fang Tianzong a few more knives without being torn apart. 】

【The only chance of victory is that Fang Tian is arrogant and careless, and I covered his nose, nose, eyes and ears with sand at close range...】

Thinking about it, Hong Fan felt a little frustrated, and then laughed at himself for being impatient.

[It is said that at least four or five times the number of people is needed to make up for the gap in a large realm. 】

[Nine months ago, I was only a great week of inner vision, and now I have swelled to the point where I have leapfrogged and become completely indifferent...]

Seeing that his cousin was still reluctant to reveal his words, Hong Fu changed the subject on his own initiative.

"After Hong Ping came back, there was no shortage of ethnology in the past two days."

"This guy somehow got the hang of it, and he hasn't bullied anyone for two days."

"Hong An used the duel practice to give Hong Qing a heavy hand, but Hong Ping gave him face instead."

Hong Fu hadn't studied ethnology yet, so he couldn't say anything about his family, country and world.

But Hong Fan still listened to these trivial matters that he had not seen for a long time.

"However, Assistant Professor Jiang hasn't been here since you came back."

Hong Fu said again.

"His younger brother Jiang Youcai died at the hands of sand bandits. At this time, he was in so much grief that it was normal that he couldn't do anything."

Hong Fan replied casually.

Hong Fu nodded.

"I heard from others that the teaching assistant's wife died when she heard that her son was gone. She cried for two days after she came back to her senses, and she still can't get out of bed."

"It's said that mother and child are connected, it's true..."

The little fat man added a sentence, but he didn't hear Hong Fan's movement.

When he turned his head to look, he found Hong Fan bowed his head in silence, with a hint of sadness on his face.

"Brother Fan?"

Hong Fu called out.

Thinking of the well-known rift between Jiang's mother-in-law and her cousin, he was confused for a moment.

"I've practiced so far today, you go on your own."

Hong Fan forced a smile and waved his hand.

After Hong Fu left, he sat on the stone bench for a long time, then got up and called Mr. Tang, and they went to the stable together.

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The stables of the Hong family are spacious and warm, and the food these days is stronger than before.

Bentley ate so much that his belly was round, and he could no longer see the exhaustion from walking in the wind and snow in the past few days.

On the contrary, Hongqi was still tired from vigilance when he first arrived at his new home.

After checking the two horses, Hong Fan asked Tang Dagu to ride a Bentley outside the stables, while he led the red flag to the martial arts arena.

Whether it is a war horse or a tiger-eating beast, taming is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Taishan Shi's persuasion only made a difference between the master and the mount.

But building connections and cultivating rapport takes time.

People in the martial arts arena were screaming and screaming, and the atmosphere was quite noisy.

Hong Fan led the red flag in. The man is a star king and the horse is a strange beast, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

And the tiger eater reacted immediately.

It pawed the ground uneasily, wildness appeared in its eyes, and its eyes straightened slightly.

"Relax..."

Hong Fan grabbed the reins with one hand, patted the horse's neck with the other, and comforted him—being familiar with human comrades in arms and the sounds of the battlefield was the main purpose of bringing it here.

After a while, Hongqi's nervousness gradually subsided, and he was able to walk around the field with his owner.

Hong Fan had time to observe.

There are about forty people on the battlefield, and several of them are on the list for tomorrow's expedition.

Since ancient times, soldiers have fought fiercely and dangerously, no matter how big the victory is, there will be no casualties.

When soldiers go to war, they must bid farewell to their families, and even leave a suicide note with a heavy heart.

It is very rare to be able to train calmly when the battle is imminent.

[Hong Jian is always hidden from view on weekdays, but he did not expect to have such prestige in the clan. 】

Hong Fan thought, his eyes swept over the crowd.

Hong Bo was wearing heavy cloth armor, and asked Hong Jie to shoot from the back and side with headless arrows, practicing listening to the wind and avoiding arrows.

Hong Lie changed his bow and practiced marching rapid fire.

Jiang Youde monopolized a corner, slashing at people with knives in both hands, piercing the wood...

But whenever Hong Fan walks by, everyone, no matter how close they are, stops and salutes—even Hong Bo, who has always been arrogant.

This is almost the treatment of Wuranjing.

[What fate and potential are not as solid and shocking as the record. 】

Hong Fan sighed inwardly, passing by the weapon rack.

Under the eaves for shelter from the rain, there is a new sharp knife weighing twenty catties with only half of it left in the center of the wooden frame.

It is broken steel.

Fang Tianzong's head was sent to the Martial Arts Academy to cancel the arrest warrant, and Fang Tianzong's knife was donated by Hong Fan to the clan as a trophy.

Finally, it is placed here, not only to show bravery, but also to encourage everyone.

"Fortunately, the Martial Arts Institute issued a reward of 500 taels of silver, otherwise you will have to save money this year."

Hong Fan scratched Hong Qi's cheek.

Tigers have canine teeth and are omnivores.

With its strong vitality, it is not impossible to feed it by eating only miscellaneous grains and five grains, but it will inevitably lead to malnutrition.

Therefore, Hongfan didn't plan to save 250 ren a day for food - after all, he was wearing heavy sand armor and a full set of weapons that weighed nearly [-] catties (not counting horse armor), and ordinary war horses really couldn't stand it.

(Three hundred catties can be carried by a general war horse, but it is difficult to run and cannot last)

Half an hour later, Hong Qi was tired of walking, and began to bump his master's shoulder with his horse's face.

Hong Fan laughed and cursed a few words, walked out of the arena, and found a person standing silently outside the wall.

But it was Jiang Youde.

Seeing Hong Fan coming out, he hurried forward and cupped his hands.

"Second young master, I have something to say to you."

"You speak."

Hong Fan suppressed his smile and responded.

Jiang Youde confirmed that no one was around, took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

"The day before yesterday, I went to see the Eldest Young Master in private to ask for a quota for the expedition. I happened to see the list, and there was no Second Young Master's name on it."

"He should not want to see you with him."

Hong Fan was taken aback when he heard the words - he didn't expect the other party to pass such news to him.

But looking at Jiang Youde's swollen eye sockets, Hong Fan immediately reacted.

This man has developed hatred for Hong Sheng and Hong Ping, the direct brothers.

As for the reason, it was nothing more than Hong Sheng's failure to keep Jiang Youcai as the leader of the team, or Hong Ping's ability to evade him or not, which made his followers lose their lives in vain.

"I see, thank you for letting me know."

Hong Fan replied, seeing Jiang Youde's dejected expression, he added another sentence.

"The seven emotions can injure the body, sadness can cause qi to disappear, and thinking can cause qi to stagnate..."

"Flying over the sea in this battle, you and I will kill a few more sand bandits, and I will send you off for my younger brother."

Jiang Youde nodded slightly, squeezed out a grateful smile, turned and left.

Perhaps because of the unfinished grief, this person's originally tall and straight back was a little bent.

Hong Fan stopped to watch and sighed.

He recalled that he was the one who granted Hong Ping's wish to join the battle.

As for Hong Sheng's unbalanced mentality and the corresponding small actions, Hong Fan didn't take it to heart at all.

PS: I couldn’t finish writing halfway through today. After thinking hard, I found that there was a problem with the logic of the plot, which conflicted with the character of the characters. Finally, after discussing with the operation officer, I decided to make a big change.

MD, not only did I not write a chapter after a day's work, but I had to make a major revision to what I wrote yesterday. I really vomited...

(End of this chapter)