Chen Fan shook his head, "No need."
Fang Zimo's face flushed bright red, "Chen Fan, don't you think you're being too arrogant?"
Chen Fan shook his head again, "I don't think so."
"You!" Fang Zimo, filled with rage, no longer cared whether Chen Fan drew his sword or not, as her body flickered and the longsword in her hand struck towards Chen Fan's chest like a venomous snake!
Since it was just a spar, she did not aim the sword directly at Chen Fan's heart.
Chen Fan stood with his feet slightly apart, not moving an inch.
"Clang!"
Just when everyone thought Chen Fan was about to take action, Fang Zimo's sword had already stabbed Chen Fan in the chest!
Clearly, he was not wearing armor, but Fang Zimo's longsword remarkably sparked a chain of flames and emitted the sound of clashing metals!
"What!"
Fang Zimo was in shock.
If Chen Fan had been wearing battle armor, it would have been understandable that the sword didn't harm him.
But...
