"Hey, you actually advanced?!"
"Is this the seventh level of Martial King?"
In the central city, by the pond of a nursing home, the old monk who was observing the real-time projection on the water screen raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but feel a little interested.
"There is no cultivation, no swallowing of genius treasures, and no so-called life and death experience. I just killed a few half-step demon kings, and I was promoted directly like this. It seems very interesting!"
After saying that, the old monk turned to look at the fat old man next to him and joked: "Old Boss Li, do you think this situation looks familiar? Aren't you going to say something to the poor monk?"
Old Man Li glanced at the old monk angrily: "What did you say? This is the first time I have seen this kid. I can tell you for sure that he has no blood relationship with me."
"Really?" The old monk looked unbelieving: "Then how do you explain why you find him so pleasing to the eye, and why he happens to have a special physique that is similar to you, or even possibly exactly the same?"
"What kind of special physique? I have said it eight hundred times. It is an innate magical power that has been imprinted in the blood since birth!"
Old Man Li retorted softly: "As for why this Yang Fan also has this kind of innate magical power that can absorb the residual energy in the body of monsters for his own use, I am not his father, how would I know?!"
"However, the human race has such a huge population base, and there are countless warriors who have awakened their innate supernatural powers. Wouldn't it be strange if one or two of them are similar?"
"Then why are you anxious?" The old monk asked, "Did the poor monk say that he is your illegitimate son or illegitimate grandson?"
Old Man Li snorted coldly and did not respond to the old monk's words. This bald man was very gossipy.
However, Old Man Li was extremely surprised that Yang Fan was able to awaken this kind of Beiming magical power.
Because in the past hundred years, except for one of his grandsons who successfully inherited and awakened his innate magical power, he has never seen another person with this kind of magical power.
Oh, the name Beiming Divine Power is the name given by Old Man Li himself to this innate magical power.
The inspiration comes from a certain special skill in a classical martial arts novel before the disaster, which can forcibly absorb other people's internal energy for one's own use. It is very similar to the characteristics of their innate supernatural powers.
I have to say, this Yang Fan is really surprising.
If Old Man Li hadn't really sensed anything about the blood of the old Li family in Yang Fan before, he would most likely have been like the old monk and thought that Yang Fan was the illegitimate son left behind by one of his unfulfilled sons.
"Before, the poor monk was still wondering that at such a young age, this child was able to surpass a generation and become a leader among the younger generation."
The old monk sighed: "Now it seems that it is not surprising at all that he can achieve his current achievements and fame with this kind of innate magical power that can kill monsters and become stronger."
Old Man Li nodded gently.
He also possesses this kind of Beiming magical power, and he is more aware of the convenience and terror of this innate magical power.
There is no need to practice, no need to swallow heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as long as you keep hunting monsters, you can quickly become stronger.
I think that his ability to advance from the lower levels and push his own strength and status to the current level is inseparable from the innate magical power he successfully awakened when he broke through to the warrior realm.
This kind of cheating upgrade speed is enough for him to surpass all the geniuses of the same generation or even the next generation.
Now, he also saw in Yang Fan the shadow of his past monster-fighting and upgrades.
It's just that Yang Fan seems to be even more aggressive than him. Not only does he have a more powerful gravity field that can hunt monsters on a large scale, but he also started to perform half-step demon king operations in the realm of kings, which is even better than Li, who was back then. Too much.
That was the Half-Step Demon Emperor. It was only when his cultivation reached the peak of the Emperor level that he, Mr. Li, had the opportunity to occasionally kill a Half-step Demon Emperor to make a living.
How could someone like Yang Fan, who was only at the sixth level of Martial King, start to use half-step Demon King to gain experience, which made him, an old senior, feel a little sad when he looked at it.
It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Even his own grandson, even if he had countless monsters feeding him with knives since he was a child, he is not as exaggerated as Yang Fan.
If this child had not died midway, his future achievements would definitely not be inferior to that of Mr. Li.
"It's just that it's a bit wasted. The energy in the Half-Step Demon King's body is still too huge for him who is only in the king's realm now. He may not be able to fully absorb it."
Old Man Li was a little jealous.
With so many Half-Step Demon Emperors, it is most appropriate to give them to his grandson to absorb. With his grandson's current cultivation strength, he can perfectly absorb the spiritual energy and soul power that spilled out of these Half-Step Demon Emperors before they died. Absorb it all.
"It's a bit of a waste." Monk Ba smacked his lips twice and said, "But this is a benefit that people get based on their own abilities. Even if it is a waste, it doesn't matter."
"If you have the ability, kill it yourself, or let your precious grandson catch it yourself!"
The monk was a little gloating.
The Half-Step Demon King is not so easy to capture alive. Even with Old Man Li's current status, it is impossible for the Federation to provide him with unlimited Half-Step Demon Emperor for him to kill for fun.
At most, they are half-step demon emperors or demon emperors that do not have much residual value after being used by the Federal Research Institute, and will be sent to the old man from time to time.
However, the old man felt sorry for his grandson. Every time he had such benefits, he would call him to gain the experience that originally belonged to him.
So now, the grandson's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, while the grandfather has been declining day by day, becoming more and more useless.
Old Man Li glared at the old monk: "It's not like you don't know how my Taoist injuries are. No matter how much you suck, it won't help. Rather than doing this, it would be better to help my grandson."
"Yes, yes, your grandson is also a gifted person, and he may also be able to become an emperor in the future."
The old monk did not argue with him, but said with some disdain: "It's a pity that I am not brave enough. I always think of relying on Zu Yin for everything, and I have never thought of going out to seek these benefits by myself."
"For this reason alone, he is completely different from the Yang Fan boy in front of him."
"Believe it or not, even though Yang Fan is only the seventh-level Martial King now, your precious grandson is already the ninth-level emperor and will soon break through and become a half-step emperor. However, who can become the emperor first in the future is still unclear. Unknown.”
The old monk was not polite at all. The implication was that he was more optimistic about Yang Fan.
Old Man Li didn't take it seriously and shook his head lightly. He knew that the old monk was angry with him for not swallowing the energy of those Half-Step Demon Emperors to repair himself, so he turned his anger on his precious grandson.
In the end, the old monk was just worried about Li's health, fearing that he wouldn't be able to hold on for too long.
"You are a little biased. Yongyan's child is not a flower in the greenhouse. These years, I specially let him use the emperor level or even the half-step emperor level demon to see his true nature and temper his courage. How could he be so timid?"
Old Man Li spoke out to defend his grandson, saying: "In every battle to protect the city, Yongyan never flinched, and his results were impressive. There were also many emperor-level monsters who died in his hands. You can't do it just because he didn't have the ability to do what Yang Fan did." This way you can capture the Half-Step Demon Emperor alive and deliberately belittle him."
"A monk should behave like a monk, and his mind should be broad and tolerant!"
"Shit!" the old monk curled his lips: "The poor monk admits that that boy has indeed killed many emperor-level monsters, but have you carefully investigated the cultivation level of those demon emperors who died in his hands?"
"They are all low-level demon emperors below the fifth level. Let alone fighting across different levels, even battles between equal levels at the same level have almost never happened!"
"What does this mean? Do you still need the poor monk to explain it to you? The poor monk said that the boy lacks courage and enthusiasm and has no enterprising spirit. Is that wrong?"
There is another point that the old monk did not explain clearly.
That is, the grandson knew that Lao Li was seriously injured and his life was short-lived, but he still devoured and absorbed the tribute share originally taken from Lao Li without any guilt. It was a wolfish ambition.
However, Old Man Li valued his grandson very highly and devoted himself to cultivating him. He did not listen to persuasion at all, and the old monk had no idea what to do.
"Okay!" Old Man Li said in a solemn voice, looking a little unhappy, "Yongyan was cautious, planned his actions first, and did not risk his own life easily."
"That child has been obedient and obedient since he was a child. This is what I have told him beforehand. I don't want such a good seedling who is expected to become an emperor to die early due to various accidents before he has fully grown up."
"Once Yongyan becomes the fourth emperor of the human race, all these problems will no longer be a problem!"
"Ami... that Buddha!"
The old monk gritted his teeth and recited a Buddha's name and stopped talking to Old Man Li.
This old man pampers his grandson to the point of spoiling him to the point of becoming a devil. He is usually a very shrewd person, but when he meets his precious grandson, he becomes deaf and blind, blinded by a leaf.
"I just want to ask, do you still want to see this kid Yang Fan again?"
After a few breaths, the old monk couldn't help but talk to Old Man Li and asked:
"Although his cultivation is not obvious now, with his current reputation and cultivation progress, it won't be long before he can catch up with your precious grandson."
"The resources of the Federation are limited. Now there are two guys with the talent of blood-sucking and energy-sucking appearing in Central City at the same time. They will definitely become competitors in the future... Poor monk, to be honest, your grandson may not be this kid's opponent."
Old Man Li's expression remained unchanged. Looking at the water curtain, Yang Fan swung his sword to kill two half-step demon kings, and said softly:
"You, a monk, have actually begun to doubt my character?"
"I can tell you clearly that I have never been against competition. Only with competition can we make progress. The best will win and the weak will be eliminated. This is a law of nature and no one can violate it."
"Yongyan's kid has been on a smooth journey since he was young. It's actually not bad to suddenly have such a competitor. If we can take advantage of the situation to stimulate his competitive spirit, he will definitely be able to enter the half-step emperor realm faster. This is It's a good thing, why should I stop it?"
"So, not only do I want to meet this guy Yang Fan, but I will also teach him all the secret techniques and skills about Beiming's magical powers that I have created for most of my life!"
"If he really has that ability and talent, he can become a threat to Yongyan, defeat Yongyan in one fell swoop, and finally break through and become an emperor. I will only be happy to see it happen and won't have any complaints!"
"Ami... that Buddha!"
The old monk softly chanted the Buddha's name again, with compassion in his eyes.
This old guy is finally not completely blinded by his precious grandson, and he is not completely confused yet.
The old monk did not doubt the authenticity of Old Li's words. As an old partner who had worked together for nearly two hundred years, the old monk still trusted Old Li's character and bearing.
Now, the only question is whether Yang Fan is really so ambitious that he can take down Mr. Li's precious grandson.
It’s really… I’m inexplicably looking forward to it!
(End of chapter)