The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

Ch.23

...Sitting on the ship that was transporting him across the lake back to the shore, Chen Fan sighed in relief....

"In the future, I will have to refrain from using this flashy gesture. That one strike had consumed a third of my True Essence."

The movement was slender and swift, forming the air into a blade in the blink of an eye. As impressive as it looks, it also comes with very high energy costs. This attack could only be used by those who had already reached the mid stage of the Foundation Establishment Level. Even if he could use the technique, he could only use it once or twice.

"If I don't convince Zhou Tianhao of my strength, I will never use such extravagant techniques. One mysterious spell would be enough to pound Linbao into porridge." Chen Fan shook his head as he complained.

"Once I have reached Ethereal Enlightenment and finished compiling my sword tome, I should be able to summon over ten blade auras at the same time. Even a single blade aura beam would be far more powerful than the pulse of the True Essence I had unleashed. "Find the official novel in , faster updates, better experience, Please click www. .com to visit.

When Chen Fan thought of his next move, he discovered that the ship had already reached the shore.

The next morning, Zhou Tianhao personally came to his house and handed him a bank card with a 20 million yuan credit: a reward for Chen Fan's help last night.

Chen Fan's mood was not affected by the sudden surge of wealth. In the eyes of a cultivator, money was merely a series of numbers.

Around noon, Chang Wen went to Chen Fan again and asked him to help the school basketball team.

This time Chen Fan refused the request.

"What did you say? I'm not asking you; this is an order!" Chang Wen said with heat.

"I said I wouldn't go with you. Let the basketball interest group handle their own duties." Chen Fan replied to him.

He agreed to help one last time to build the team. But after he heard Chang Wen's arrogant statement about him, Chen Fan decided that he would never help him again.

Chang Wen thought that Chen Fan had already left when he gave a disrespectful comment about Chen Fan. He did not know that all cultivators had extremely sensitive hearing and Chen Fan had heard every word loud and clear.

"You really didn't go?" Chang Wen's brows united as anger rolled. He looked at Chen Fan with a cold look.

"No means no!" A few words managed to escape Chen Fan's tight jaws.

"Are you saying that you don't care about school interest groups?" Chang Wen asked hotly.

She was born into a rich family, and the Gods loved her so much that she not only had a beautiful face but also an intelligent brain. From childhood, she was surrounded by the attention of a boy, like a princess. Only someone as handsome and outstanding as Si Yingxia could interest his feelings a little. Therefore, he never took the new boy seriously.

Chen Fan did not want to waste any more breath on the girl, so he ignored her and buried his head into her book.

“Hey loser, she asked you!” A tall boy rose from the front row and walked over to Chen Fan with an angry look.

His name was Ji Xingyu, a member of the sports committee, as well as a substitute on the school basketball team. He takes the honor and reputation of the school basketball team very seriously.

Si Yinxia also noticed the commotion, so he looked in this direction with a frown.

"Continue?" Chen Fan looked at him with a fake smile.

"You ..." Ji Xingyu's face turned red and was about to raise her hand to the new boy.

Jiang Tanqiu quickly held him back from behind.

"Sister Yu, Brother Yu! Give me face and don't hurt him. He was just a silly transfer student; a country boy, that's all! Don't be mad at him, he's not worth your time."

After calming Ji Xingyu down, she scolded Chen Fan: "Remove your butt off your chair, I'll get you a drink with you! Come on!"

“I won't go, adjust yourself if you really want to help,” Chen Fan said calmly, and he placed his back on the back of the chair.

"You think you're special, don't you, new boy?" Ji Xingyu was comforted by Chen Fan's stubbornness. He then said in a threatening voice: "I'm sure you already know what happened to the last person who disrespected the school team. I hope you won't follow his example."

"Try me." Chen Fan's voice was almost lazy.

Everyone was shocked by the boy's calm reply.

They know that the school basketball team should not be confused. The boys were not only tall and big, but they were also the cream of the crop at Ivy League High School. Therefore, no sane person would stand in their way.

"Who would have thought that the new boy was so full of himself."

"He's excited, so what? Does he have the power to support himself?"

"Touche, she needs a mirror to see herself. How dare he cross Ji Xingyu and Chang Wen."

The squatting people were happy to see Chen Fan was going to come misfortune.

Since school started, Chen Fan had mostly kept things to himself. His reserved nature had further isolated himself; in other words, he had no friends, except for Jiang Taniu. Therefore, when Chen Fan and Ji Xingyu were there, no one defended him. After seeing the stubborn Chen Fan, even Jiang Tanqiu had given up on his rescue mission.

On that day, the last class was Taekwondo. It was a class of choice, and anyone who took this class had to pay an extra fee for the instructor and the uniform.

Ivy League High School leaders hide a great ambition to expose their students to international educational standards. Therefore, sports classes are reshaped into various sub-categories such as swimming, track and track, and Taekwondo. Chen Fan was not interested in those subjects, and therefore he decided to pack his books and immediately leave for work.

Before Chen Fan could get out of the classroom, someone blocked his path.

"Hey, where are you going, tough guy? Why don't you take Taekwondo classes?" Ji Xingyu said with a smiling mask.

“Not your business,” Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Ow .. Are you so poor that you can't even afford the extra fees? Don't worry; I'll pay for it for you," Ji Xingyu said sarcastically.

"Yah—" Even when Chen Fan's eyes became ice-cold, someone else caught his attention. It was Chang Wen, the class leader, and he had approached them.

He looked at Chen Fan with a cold look and then said: "I just realized that you were late in the morning and you left school in the afternoon before anyone else did. If you dare to go through Taekwondo class, I will let Miss Xue know about your actions. "

"Oh?" Chen Fan looked at his two classmates as he weighed his options. Finally, he slowly loosened his knitted brows.

"Sure, sure! I'm going to class!"

The Taekwondo Hall at Ivy League High School is spacious and full of all kinds of decorations.

Taekwondo classes are held for students of all classes and even those who sit in the tenth and eleventh grades.

Jiang Tanqiu filled Chen Fan about the Taekwondo school team: "Our Taekwondo team is very famous. The founder has won the second prize at the National Taekwondo Competition. He is the fifth and black belt. You should see him when he acts. He kicked ass! "

He turned to look at Chen Fan and then sighed.

"You better be careful. Ji Xingyu won't drag you into Taekwondo class for no reason. He's a blue belt. Maybe he's trying to find a chance to get back at you. Just ignore him when he starts acting like a jerk. "

Chen Fan nodded and smiled back at Jiang Tanqiu.

The coach came to them, and Jiang Tanqiu hurried to his feet and bowed deeply to him.

The coach is a second belt and black. After leading the warm-up exercise, he announced that it was time to save.

"Si Yinxia, please show the move to everyone," the coach ordered.

Si Yinxia nodded expressionlessly and then broke ranks with his classmates.

Chen Fan noticed that his belt was red.

The red belt is second only to the black belt in the Taekwondo ranking system. Red means danger and aggression. It was a recognition of the practitioner's dedication and years of hard work.

The coach then assigned Si Yinxia as the opponent: the blue belt student. The two competed against each other while Si Yinxia showed a new set of moves.

Blue belts are one rank lower than red belts. It takes at least a year of hard work. However, Si Yinxia was able to land a locomotive kick onto his opponent and end the sparing after only ten careful punch exchanges.

"I bow!" The blue belt that was sent flying by the kick was Ji Xingyu. He stood up and raised both hands above his head.

“Si Yinxia has been practicing Taekwondo since she was a child.” A beautiful girl proudly announced the other girls around her.

"Don't joke. Yinxia is the best!" Another girl chimed in.

Waves of cheers and loud applause at the gym. The pupils of many girls from the tenth and eleven grade had already turned into little hearts. When they heard that the boy was the best student in the twelfth grade, their hearts nearly skipped a beat.

Si Yinxia did not seem to be impressed with his easy win. He furrowed his brows and said, "You have loosened. Otherwise, we can fight a little longer."

Ji Xingyu smiled mischievously and then said, "I don't take it as seriously as you."

"Si Yinxia must challenge the black belt so that we can take his red belt."

"Who else would train with him?" The coach asked the students with a big smile. He was very pleased with the improvement of Si Yinxia.

"If not, find your partner and train each other."

"Oh, shit!" The boy who was chosen as the partner of Si Yinxia grimaced as everyone rejoiced at his luck.

Ji Xingyu was considered the second most powerful Taekwondo fighter after Si Yinxia among the seven or so blue belts.

Suddenly, Ji Xingyu raised his hand and asked loudly: "Coach, before we train with our partner, can I challenge others?"

He then looked at the corner and then said:

"Chen Fan, will you accept my challenge? Let's settle our scores the old-fashioned way."

Everyone looked at the corner, and they saw a teenager sitting alone.

It was Chen Fan, and his belt was white.