"Little guy, it's okay!"
On the rooftop of the highest building in Taikang City, Zhu Huanan raised his hand and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder with a loving expression, and praised softly: "Being able to escape easily from the hands of a sixth-level Martial King at such a young age is simply better than I was still so awesome back then, but I really looked down on you before!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle modestly and said: "The old principal has given me the award. These are basic operations, just basic operations, not worth mentioning."
Zhu Huanan twitched the corner of his mouth. Is this guy being modest or showing off
How young and frivolous!
However, he likes such youth and frivolity!
Zhu Huanan himself was a wild-tempered person. When he was young, he relied on his outstanding talent in martial arts and defeated all the martial arts masters near Rongcheng. He was so crazy that he knew no bounds.
Therefore, he never dislikes young and frivolous juniors. The premise is that you must have the real ability to support your madness!
Otherwise, it would not be youthful and frivolous, but bragging!
"Okay, okay, young man, just act like this! Have pride in your chest, pride in your body, and do your best to deal with difficulties! Not bad!"
"Just now, whether it was intentional or a mistake, you were able to successfully lure Wang Hongfang out of his turtle shell. That is a great achievement and you are my benefactor, Zhu Huanan!"
Zhu Huanan laughed loudly and looked at Yang Fan with more and more satisfaction: "I'm not asking you about the method you used to avoid Wang Hongfang's all-out attack just now, let alone how you managed to reach the state of divine connection in a short period of time. , these are your personal opportunities, I don’t care about them!”
"At the same time, Mr. Qu and Prince Fu, you can rest assured that I still have some face in front of them, and they will not deliberately make things difficult for you. Moreover, after today, in the northwest, You can almost walk sideways across the earth!"
Yang Fan felt relieved and bowed to Zhu Huanan as a thank you.
Regarding Zhu Huanan's character, Yang Fan was relatively reassured.
Moreover, with Zhu Ergu's relationship, I believe that the South China Grandmaster will not be unfavorable to him.
Outside the city, the space and the ground were shaking violently, and the battle between Fu Zhengqing and Wang Hongfang was already in full swing.
A battle between kings is a rare occurrence in decades. The energy of the four waves spreads three feet from the ground, and all the mountains, rocks, trees, monsters, birds and insects within a hundred miles are all shattered into powder in an instant. The sky formed by two spiritual protective formations floated back and forth.
The residents in Taikang City were now in chaos. The shock between heaven and earth and the residual power of the King's Strike made everyone tremble with fear.
Ordinary residents hid in their houses and did not dare to go out. The warriors above the martial arts level were lying on the top of the city, most of them with wet pants.
Even with the protection of a psychic shield, all attacks can be blocked outside the shield. But the vibrations in the ground and space could not be blocked at all.
It was shaking outside, and it was like a magnitude 6 or 7 earthquake in the city. The ground shook, the floors shook, and many old buildings even showed some signs of cracking and collapse.
Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at the crying and shouting crowd downstairs, frowning slightly. If this continues, won't the entire Taikang City become a ruin
"Don't worry." Zhu Huanan said softly: "The buildings in Taikang City now were all newly built after the psychic protective array was invented eighty years ago. Although they look a little dilapidated, most of them have the ability to withstand eight A strong earthquake of this magnitude would at most knock over a few floors and advertising signs, but not many people would die."
As he spoke, Zhu Huanan looked up at the periphery, the central area where the outbreak occurred, and said softly: "Battles between king-level experts are extremely rare due to the restrictions of the human-emperor covenant. Like now, the two A life-and-death battle between two human-level kings is a rare occurrence in a hundred years."
"So, kid, you have caught up today. No matter whether you understand or not, you should take advantage of the opportunity and work hard to see and remember. Such experiences and insights will be of great help to you in the future to become a king. !”
While Zhu Huanan was watching the battle carefully, he also did not forget to give Yang Fan a few words of encouragement. He knew that Yang Fan was now an eighth-level spiritual master. His spiritual perception was enough to cover hundreds of miles, and he already had the basic knowledge of the battle of kings outside the city. ability.
As for whether he could understand it and gain some insights from it, Zhu Huanan didn't dare to vouch for it. After all, Yang Fan's martial arts cultivation was still too shallow, not even a master, so he might not be able to learn much from it.
Yang Fan nodded to Zhu Huanan and thanked him. He didn't need Zhu Huanan to remind him. As soon as Fu Zhengqing and Wang Hongfang fought, his mind was already high in the sky, paying close attention to every move of the battle of kings outside the city.
The system prompts in my ears also began to sound softly and continuously.
"You watched the sixth-level Martial King Wang Hongfang use the Space God to fight the enemy, and you were touched by it, but you were unable to understand it due to insufficient cultivation."
"You watched the sixth-level Martial King Fu Zhengqing use the shock rules to fight against the enemy. It touched your heart, but you were unable to understand it due to insufficient cultivation."
“…”
A series of system prompts that he could not understand made Yang Fan feel cold. This kind of battle at this level was indeed beyond his reach at this stage. In addition to sighing in despair, he was also extremely disappointed.
Therefore, after the aftermath of the battle between Fu Zhengqing and Wang Hongfang directly shattered Yang Fan's spiritual thoughts, Yang Fan simply stopped paying attention.
It's useless to look at it and it will only make you sad. It's better to just ignore it and feel better.
"Old principal," Yang Fan was bored, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Zhu Huanan, who was watching the battle seriously, and asked Zhu Huanan in a deep voice: "Actually, I have a shortcut here that can quickly break through the current cultivation barrier. I wonder if you are interested, maybe I can help you break through and become a true king in one fell swoop!"
Zhu Huanan was startled, and couldn't help but retract his gaze from the battlefield outside the city, and suddenly shifted it to Yang Fan's face: "Tell me, what kind of shortcut is it?"
"Be my disciple!" Yang Fan suddenly became interested and softly promoted to Zhu Huanan seductively: "As long as you become my disciple, I can borrow my talents and make you relax without any bottlenecks. Breaking the level…”
"Snapped!"
Before Yang Fan could finish his words, he was kicked aside by Zhu Huanan's sudden kick and glared at him angrily: "Why don't you just stay here when you're cool? You're a little brat and you still want to be my master? You’re still young!”
Yang Fan defended emphatically: "Old principal, I'm really not joking. Become your teacher and I can really help you advance to become a king..."
"It's really not possible. I would rather break through by force than ask you to be a little kid as a master. Give up this idea as soon as possible!"
Zhu Huanan kicked Yang Fan's butt unceremoniously again.
This little brat, whose fur hasn't even grown yet, actually wants to be his master, Zhu Huanan. Why is he so ambitious
Even if Yang Fan really had this ability, wouldn't he lose Zhu Huanan's face
Although it was important to advance to the realm of kings, it was not important enough for him, Zhu Huanan, to recognize a descendant who was several generations of his grandson as his master.
I can't afford to lose that person!
Yang Fan shrugged helplessly.
Sure enough, not everyone can be as shameless as Sha Qingsi. In order to be promoted, it is like a joke to become a disciple of a young man.
It’s hard to find a good disciple!
Yang Fan looked at Zhu Huanan with disappointment and speechlessness, shaking his head and sighing in his heart: "Old Zhu, Old Zhu, you have no idea what you just missed!"
"You really think I'm joking with you, you have no idea how popular this handsome guy in front of you is right now, huh!"
Seeing that he could not convince Zhu Huanan, Yang Fan stopped forcing it. Everyone has their own beliefs and persistence. Since Zhu Huanan has so much confidence in himself, let him go.
Zhu Huanan's attention returned to the battlefield outside the city again. Yang Fan did not want to waste time here. He glanced at Wang Yuansheng who had been sleeping in their arms. Yang Fan rolled his eyes and moved his spiritual thoughts towards the Wang Family Courtyard. Sweep.
I found Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin circling back and forth in the yard like ants on a hot pot, obviously worried about the current situation of their children and their ancestors.
Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at Zhu Huanan, and found that the young old man had been completely immersed in the battle outside the city and the understanding of the rules of the avenue. He didn't even say hello. His energy and blood fluctuated together, and the close step was activated instantly.
In an instant, he and Wang Yuansheng appeared again in the Wang Family Courtyard, sitting on the chair where Wang Hongfang was sitting just now, looking up at Wang Zhihe and his wife with a playful look on his face.
"Yang Fan... little brother!"
The two of them noticed Yang Fan's appearance at the same time, and were startled. They both raised their heads and looked at Yang Fan, looking a little tangled, as if they didn't know what attitude to take towards Yang Fan.
Psychologically, they have always felt that classmate Yang Fan is extremely kind, so kind that he is almost indistinguishable from their biological son.
But logically, Yang Fan just attacked their most respected ancestor, and even kidnapped their young son in order to lure the ancestor out of the city, putting their newborn son in danger, with his life and death unknown. This was simply crazy and abominable.
This kind of psychological state of extreme love and extreme disgust is intertwined and constantly changing. The two of them felt at one moment that Yang Fan had extenuating feelings or that he might have something to hide. At another moment, they felt that Yang Fan had committed a heinous crime and deserved to die.
My head is about to explode.
Yang Fan looked at the two of them indifferently, raised his hand and patted Wang Yuansheng, who was still sleeping, and said softly: "I have exorcised all the poison of nightmare wood from the child, which can be regarded as fulfilling my promise to you before."
"No, give it back to you!"
Yang Fan waved his hand, and Wang Yuansheng's body began to float in the air, slowly moving to Wang Zhihe and his wife.
Zhao Lin was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She hugged Wang Yuansheng and bowed to Yang Fan with gratitude: "Thank you, little brother. I know you are a good person and would not deliberately embarrass a child!"
Yang Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, because what he was about to say seemed a bit inconsistent with the title of a good man like him.
"Now, start robbing!"
"Bring me all the high-level elixirs, spiritual fruits, and demon cores in your Wang family's treasure house!"
(End of chapter)