APTnovel Chapter 796 Please give me some advice from my seniors
Chapter 796 Please give me some advice from my seniors
Yu Lei Sect, outside Yan Baifeng’s cave.
Yan Qingyun's pretty face flushed, and she called softly, "Daddy...why...why did you come out?"
Yan Baichuan, the head of the Yan family in Dayan country, has reached the initial stage of fusion. He has a dignified appearance, a majestic face, and a height of 1.8 meters, looking tall and majestic.
Yan Baichuan did not answer the woman's question, but walked slowly towards Pan Chengfeng with a hostile look on his face.
Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Not good! I was caught by my future father-in-law!" He immediately bowed and said, "I am Pan Chengfeng, a disciple of the Yu Lei Sect. Nice to meet Uncle Yan."
Yan Baichuan didn't reply. He moved closer to Pan Chengfeng, looked him up and down for a while, then turned to look at his daughter and said, "Is this the man you like? A ninth-level Jindan cultivator?"
Yan Qingyun was extremely nervous, her mind was full of thoughts like "It's over, it's over, my dad has seen me." How could she answer Yan Baichuan normally?
Seeing that his daughter, who usually could say ten things to him, was so nervous that she couldn't speak, Yan Baichuan's face became even uglier. An inexplicable anger suddenly ignited. He turned around and looked at Pan Chengfeng, and said coldly: "Pan Chengfeng, right? Which family is it from?"
Pan Chengfeng was okay, he was thick-skinned enough, and said respectfully: "I don't have a noble family, I'm just a casual cultivator, I'm lucky enough to be..."
"Self-cultivator?" Yan Baichuan said contemptuously: "Do you know who she is?" Pan Chengfeng was stunned and said: "She? Senior Sister Yan, of course I know, she is your daughter~"
"That's good to know!" Yan Baichuan suddenly said in a heavier tone: "Since you are young and ignorant, and you haven't made a big mistake, I won't bother with you. You are not allowed to come to Yun'er again in the future!"
"Daddy!" Yan Qingyun finally reacted and said anxiously: "Chengfeng is not what you think, he is..."
"Shut up!" Yan Baichuan was particularly angry today. If anyone was Yan Qingyun's father, he would get angry when he saw his daughter being intimate with a poor boy whom he did not approve of!
Yan Baichuan's eyes turned cold, staring at Yan Qingyun and said, "However you usually act, Daddy lets you do whatever you want, but this time you must listen to Daddy! Come back with me for the blind date now!"
When Yan Qingyun heard that she was asked to go back for a blind date, she turned around and wanted to run away, but was pinned down by Yan Baichuan's pressure and could not move. She could only keep winking at Pan Chengfeng.
Pan Chengfeng sighed in his heart, and quickly dodged, blocking in front of Yan Qingyun, and said with a bow: "Uncle Yan..." "Who is your uncle! Get out of my way! Otherwise, I will not be polite! !"
Pan Chengfeng's eyes shone, and he said calmly: "Although you are the elder, you can't be so overbearing, right? You don't even let me speak?"
“What can I say to you?” Yan Baichuan saw that Pan Chengfeng’s tone had changed, and the magic power in his body was surging faintly, saying: “Get out of the way, this is my last warning to you!”
Pan Chengfeng sneered, "I won't let you go! How can you be so rude?"
"Looking for death!" Yan Baichuan was really angry. A small golden elixir actually dared to provoke him, a combined cultivator. Although he didn't dare to kill the disciples of the Yu Lei Sect in the Yu Lei Sect's place, he could still teach them a lesson.
Yan Baichuan released his pressure, but he only used one percent of his strength. He was afraid that he would use too much force and directly crush Pan Chengfeng to death.
Feeling this tiny pressure, Pan Chengfeng crossed his arms and said, "Senior, I think you should use a little more strength. This level is not even enough to tickle me~"
"How brave!" Yan Baichuan was slightly surprised and increased his mana output, directly exerting 10% of his pressure. Pan Chengfeng said cheerfully: "Use a little more strength, I can still bear it~"
Yan Baichuan was furious. He was provoked repeatedly. How could he still maintain his dignity as a fusion cultivator? He said angrily, "You are looking for death! I will grant your wish!"
Yan Baichuan's magic power surged, and a pressure that was enough to crush a Void Refining cultivator was released without reservation. Pan Chengfeng sank his feet, bent his waist slightly, and then straightened up and said, "Senior, is my cultivation level okay?"
Yan Baichuan's face had turned red, but he still couldn't suppress Pan Chengfeng.
Knowing that his pressure could not suppress the boy in front of him, he became cautious. He scanned Pan Chengfeng several times with his consciousness and asked in surprise: "Physical Training Master?!"
Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "I am more than just a physical practitioner. If you want to test me, then go to the martial arts training ground. I dare to take your attack~"
Hearing Pan Chengfeng actually say that he wanted to take his move, Yan Baichuan thought he had misheard, and asked in a daze: "You said you wanted to take my move?"
Yan Qingyun on the side said anxiously: "Chengfeng, don't do that! Daddy is a veteran fusion cultivator, much stronger than Geng Yi."
Pan Chengfeng turned around and gave Yan Qingyun a reassuring look, then looked at Yan Baichuan and said, "Senior, you heard me correctly. I volunteered to ask for your guidance. If anything unexpected happens, the Yu Lei Sect will never hold you responsible..."
Yan Baichuan didn't know how to describe his feelings. A Jindan actually said he wanted to take his move? This completely subverted his three views.
Pan Chengfeng continued: "However, I have a condition~" Yan Baichuan sneered: "I thought you really wanted to die, what is the condition~"
Pan Chengfeng cupped his hands and said, "If I am lucky enough to catch one of your moves, you can no longer force Senior Sister Yan to go on a blind date."
Yan Baichuan was secretly surprised: "Isn't it some condition that restricts me?" Then he asked back: "What if I can't catch it?" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said: "If I can't catch it, even if I don't die, I will definitely be useless. What are you worried about, senior?"
Yan Baichuan has been practicing for thousands of years, so naturally he has an extraordinary mind.
The spiritual sense scanned Pan Chengfeng repeatedly several times and found that he was indeed at the ninth level of the Golden Core, but his magic power was unusually strong.
The strange thing was that he could only see that Pan Chengfeng's magical power was strong, but he couldn't tell to what extent.
As a fusion cultivator, if he wanted to see the depth of a Jindan cultivator, it would only take a glance, and he didn't even need to use his spiritual sense.
Now his spiritual sense has scanned it several times. Even if it is the Great Perfection of Refining Void, he would have seen it clearly after being scanned back and forth by his spiritual sense.
Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Yan Baichuan said calmly: "Marriage is a big deal. Parents decide and matchmakers decide. I will definitely make the decision on Yun'er's marriage. Please change the conditions~"
"Sure enough, they are all old foxes." Pan Chengfeng rolled his eyes and said, "Well, I will change the conditions. If I can catch your moves, please give me a chance.
A chance to compete with that Huo Nan. Whoever wins gets to marry Yun'er. Is this an acceptable condition?"
Seeing Pan Chengfeng's confident look, Yan Baichuan became curious and thought to himself, "Can he really take my attack??!!"
Yan Baichuan really didn't believe this. How could a Jindan kid look down on him as a great combined power? He agreed, "Okay! I really don't believe it. Can you take my move?!"
"Please come in, senior~" Pan Chengfeng stretched out his hand to lead the way, Yan Baichuan followed closely behind, and Yan Qingyun hurriedly followed.
Pan Chengfeng took the lead, activated the Thunder Escape Technique, and came to the No. 6 field in the inner martial arts field. He looked around and said in a deep voice: "Get out of here! I want the No. 6 field!"
There were more than thirty disciples of the Yu Lei Sect practicing in venue No. 6, all of them were Divine Transformation cultivators.
When they heard someone telling them to get out, they became angry and looked at Pan Chengfeng who had spoken. They were about to curse but immediately shut up and walked off the venue in shame.
Yan Baichuan was really stunned this time, thinking to himself, "This kid actually drove away dozens of Divine Transformation cultivators with just one shout, and judging from their expressions, they seemed quite convinced?"
Pan Chengfeng walked to a distance of 100 meters from Yan Baichuan, bowed and said: "Senior, I am not an ordinary Jindan cultivator, please do not hold back."
Yan Baichuan said calmly: "I have seen that even if you are comparable to a spirit, you can't possibly take my attack. You'd better think it through and don't waste your life at such a young age!"
Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Unless you use more than 50% of your magic power, I'm not afraid of being beaten to death by you!"
Pan Chengfeng hooked his finger and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Let's see what's real with our hands!"
Pan Chengfeng released the restraints of his magical power, and a surge of magical power rushed towards the surroundings of the venue.
The Divine Transformation cultivators around knew that there was something exciting to watch, so no one left. Even the nearby cultivators gathered around and said in unison, "Pan Chengfeng's magic power seems to have become much stronger. Who is his opponent? How come we can't tell his cultivation level?"
"It's been just over a year since the Three Sects Competition, and Pan Chengfeng's magic power has improved again."
"Don't forget, he trained in the Purple Thunder Tower for a year, and the speed of time inside is ten times faster than outside."
"Yes, yes, how could I forget about this."
Gradually, the number of onlookers increased from dozens to thousands, and they were all talking about it.
Yan Baichuan naturally heard it too, his eyebrows furrowed, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "This brat's name is Pan Chengfeng?! How could I have forgotten about this!! Brat! How dare you trick me!!"
What did Yan Baichuan remember? Of course, he remembered the first place winner of this three-sect competition, and he got the first place with full marks, and he was said to be hailed as the best person of the contemporary era!
As for why he was being set up as a trick, think about it, as the current number one person in the Yu Lei Sect, Pan Chengfeng must be the sect's most important talent to be trained. How could Yan Baichuan be so bold as to kill and injure the Yu Lei Sect's best talent?
Seeing Yan Baichuan's embarrassed expression, Pan Chengfeng secretly laughed in his heart, "Do you know my identity? You were so arrogant just now that you didn't even let me talk. Let me see how you end up now!"
Yan Baichuan took a deep breath and released the restraining magic power. A wave of magic power many times more powerful than Pan Chengfeng's spread out, knocking over a thousand monks nearby.
“A powerful person in the state of fusion!” “It’s actually a powerful person in the state of fusion!!” The monks said excitedly: “Pan Chengfeng is going to fight with a powerful person in the state of fusion again!!”
"I fought with Uncle Geng last time, but unfortunately I was not there. I didn't expect to have another chance now!"
"This person's cultivation seems to be even deeper than Uncle Geng's. Can Pan Chengfeng really do it?"
Yan Baichuan listened to the discussions around him and said in a deep voice: "You little brat! How dare you play tricks on me! Do you really think I dare not take action?!!"
Pan Chengfeng's heart started pounding, and he thought to himself, "Is my father-in-law angry and humiliated? Is he going to kill me?!"
Pan Chengfeng got ready and said, "I don't understand what you mean, but the bet is done, so please don't hold back!"
Although she said this, she prayed in her heart: "Father-in-law, you must know the importance of this matter and don't use too much force, otherwise your daughter will become a widow!"
Yan Baichuan shouted angrily: "Take it!" He gathered his magic power and started to form seals.
Pan Chengfeng was shocked and started to form seals immediately. Yan Baichuan's seal-forming speed was much faster than Pan Chengfeng's, but Pan Chengfeng felt that Yan Baichuan seemed to be waiting for him on purpose.
Pan Chengfeng was right. Yan Baichuan was feeling very nervous and thought to himself, "You little brat! I hope you are not bragging! Don't let me really beat you to death!"
Use 50% of your strength. No, no, use 30%... " Yan Baichuan finally decided to use 20% of his strength.
He was really afraid that if he beat Pan Chengfeng to death, would the leaders of the Yu Lei Sect let him go?
Pan Chengfeng completed the seal, and a violent force of thunder surged. Yan Baichuan also "just happened" to complete the spell, and the two attacked almost at the same time: "Thunder Dragon Technique·Tyrant Dragon Break!!" Pan Chengfeng's strongest single attack!
"Sun-Chasing Thunder Spear!" A thirty-meter-long thunder spear shot out. It looked similar to the one Yan Baifeng was using, but its solidity was far less than Yan Baifeng's.
The dragon spears collided with each other. Although the Thunder Dragon was more than ten times larger than the Thunder Spear, it only lasted for two or three breaths before being cut by the Thunder Spear, split into two pieces, and dissipated in the air.
The power of the lightning spear decreased slightly, and it attacked the terrified Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng screamed, "Wow! Are you serious?!"
He quickly summoned the top-grade spiritual weapon 'Black Flame Shield' to block the attack of the lightning spear, but how could a small spiritual weapon block the power of a combined cultivator?
After holding off for another two or three breaths, the Black Flame Shield shattered with a crisp sound.
Pan Chengfeng used all his strength and raised his hands to block the oncoming gun tip. The gun tip rubbed against the boxing gloves, making a loud tinkling sound, pushing Pan Chengfeng back more than two hundred meters before stopping.
Pan Chengfeng shook his hands and cried, "My hands, my hands, they are burning me to death!!!"
Yan Baichuan was relieved to see that Pan Chengfeng was fine, and thought to himself, "Good boy, he actually caught it!"
Pan Chengfeng took off his fist, stroked his red arm and said, "Senior, I'll take it. You must keep your word~"
Yan Baichuan snorted coldly, turned around and flew away.
Yan Qingyun was so excited that she didn't know what to do. She rushed onto the stage and hugged Pan Chengfeng.
Pan Chengfeng was about to hug Yan Qingyun's slender waist when he suddenly realized that the surroundings were frighteningly quiet. He quickly pushed Yan Qingyun away and said, "What are you doing? There are so many people here."
Yan Qingyun was pushed away half a step, and immediately hugged me again and said: "I don't care, you said you would hug me in public! If you don't hug me now, don't even think about hugging me in the future!"
Pan Chengfeng looked around again and thought to himself, "Let's die!" He put his big hands around Yan Qingyun's slender waist, but did not stay in the martial arts field. Instead, he flew away directly.
But even so, rumors are sure to spread.