"Little guy, you can!"


    On the roof of the highest building in Taikang City, Zhu Huanan lovingly raised his hand and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder. He gently praised: "you can easily escape in the hands of a level 6 king of martial arts at a young age. It''s more powerful than I used to be. I really underestimated you before!"


    Yang Fan couldn''t help smiling modestly: "the old headmaster flattered me. These are basic operations. They''re just basic operations. They''re not worth mentioning."


    Zhu Huanan''s mouth pulled. Is this guy modest or showing off?


    How young and frivolous!


    However, such young frivolous, he likes it!


    Zhu Huanan himself is a wild man. When he was young, he was outstanding in martial arts. He also fought all martial arts experts near Chengdu. He was so crazy.


    Therefore, he never dislikes young frivolous younger generation. The premise is that you should have the real ability to support you crazy!


    Otherwise, it''s not young and frivolous, but bragging about the blind chicken!


    "Well, well, young man, that''s it! You have pride in your chest and pride in your body. You don''t give up when things happen! Good!"


    "Just now, whether it''s intentional or wrong, you can successfully lead Wang Hongfang out of his turtle shell. That''s a great achievement, my benefactor of Zhu Huanan!"


    Zhu Huanan laughed and looked at Yang Fan with more satisfaction: "I don''t ask you what you did to avoid Wang Hongfang''s full attack just now, let alone how you practiced in a short time to reach the realm of connecting God. These are your personal opportunities. I don''t care!"


    "At the same time, you can rest assured, Mr. Qu and Fu Wang. I still have some face in front of them, and they won''t deliberately embarrass you. Moreover, after today, you can almost walk sideways in the northwest boundary!"


    Yang Fan felt at ease and bowed to Zhu Huanan to thank him.


    For Zhu Huanan''s character, Yang Fan is still more assured.


    Moreover, with Zhu Ergu''s relationship, I believe the South China master will not be unfavorable to him.


    Outside the city, the space and ground were all violently shaken, and the battle between Fu Zhengqing and Wang Hongfang had been fully opened.


    The struggle between Kings is rare in decades. The strength of the four swings is three feet away from the ground. All the mountains, rocks, trees, monsters, birds and insects within a hundred miles are shocked into powder in a moment, floating back and forth between the sky curtains formed by the two psionic protection arrays.


    The residents in Taikang city are now in chaos. The shock between heaven and earth and the residual power of the king''s attack frighten everyone.


    Ordinary residents hid in the house and did not dare to go out. Martial artists above martial arts were lying on the head of the city, and most of them were wet.


    Even with the protection of the psionic protection array, all attacks can be blocked outside the shield. But the vibration in the ground and space can not be blocked.


    The earth was turned upside down outside, and the city was like an earthquake of magnitude 6 and magnitude 7. The ground shook, the floors shook, and many old buildings even showed some signs of cracking and collapse.


    Yang Fan looked down at the crying crowd downstairs and frowned slightly. If this continues, won''t the whole Taikang city become a ruin?


    "Don''t worry." Zhu Huanan said quietly, "these buildings in Taikang city are newly built after the invention of the psionic protection array 80 years ago. Although they look a little broken, most of them have the foundation to resist a magnitude 8 earthquake. At most, a few floors and advertising signs can be overturned, and few people can die."


    With that, Zhu Huanan looked up at the periphery and said softly, "the battle between King level Kings is very rare because of the restriction of the emperor''s agreement. Like now, the life and death battle between two man level Kings is even more rare in a hundred years."


    "So, boy, you''ve caught up today. Whether you can understand it or not, you should take advantage of the opportunity to look and remember it. Such experience and perception will be of great help to your promotion to King in the future!"


    While watching the war carefully, Zhu Huanan didn''t forget to mention a few words to Yang Fan. He knew that Yang Fan was now a level 8 spiritual teacher, and his spiritual perception was enough to cover hundreds of miles. He already had the basic ability to view the battle of Kings outside the city.


    As for whether he could understand it and understand it, Zhu Huanan dared not bet. After all, Yang Fan''s martial arts cultivation is too shallow to even master, so he may not be able to learn too much from it.


    Yang Fanchong nodded his thanks to Zhu Huanan. Without Zhu Huanan''s reminding, at the first time when Fu Zhengqing fought with Wang Hongfang, his spiritual thoughts were already hanging high in the air, paying close attention to every move of the battle of the king outside the city.


    The system prompt in the ear also began to ring gently and continuously.


    "Watch Wang Hongfang, the sixth level king of martial arts, use the space God to fight the enemy. His heart is touched, but he can''t understand it because of his lack of cultivation."


    "Watch Fu Zhengqing, king of level 6, use the concussion rule against the enemy. He feels touched, but he can''t understand it because of his lack of cultivation."


    “……”


    One side of the string of incomprehensible system prompts, Yang Fan felt cold. The battle at this level is really not what he can touch at this stage. In addition to sighing, he is also sighing.


    Therefore, after the aftermath of the battle between Fu Zhengqing and Wang Hongfang directly shattered Yang Fan''s spiritual ideas, Yang Fan simply stopped paying attention.


    It''s no use looking at it again. It''s just sad. It''s better to be out of sight. In this way, you can feel better.


    "Old headmaster," when he was idle and bored, Yang Fan''s eyes couldn''t help falling on Zhu Huanan who was watching the war seriously. He asked Zhu Huanan: "in fact, I have a shortcut here that can quickly break through the current barrier. I don''t know if you are interested. Maybe it can help you break through and become a real king!"


    Zhu Huanan was stunned. His eyes couldn''t help taking back from the battlefield outside the city and shifted to Yang Fan''s face: "tell me, what''s a shortcut?"


    "Worship me as a teacher!" Yang Fan suddenly became interested and whispered seductively to Zhu Huanan: "as long as you become my disciple, I can borrow my talent and ability to break the level easily without bottleneck..."


    "Pa!"


    Before Yang Fan finished his words, he was kicked aside by Zhu Huanan''s sudden foot and glared at him angrily: "it''s cool and stay. Just you little fart, you still want to be my master. You''re still young!"


    Yang Fan pleaded: "old headmaster, I''m really not kidding. Thanks to me as a teacher, I can really help you advance to King..."


    "I really can''t. I''d rather break through by force than call you a little doll to be a teacher and die for me as soon as possible!"


    Zhu Huanan impolitely kicked Yang Fan''s ass again.


    The little boy, whose hair hasn''t grown up, still wants to be his master of Zhu Huanan. Why is he so worried?


    Even if Yang Fan really has this ability, doesn''t he want Zhu Huanan''s face?


    Although it is important to be promoted to the king''s realm, it is not important enough for Zhu Huanan to recognize a descendant of unknown generations as a master.


    I can''t afford to lose that man!


    Yang Fan shrugged helplessly.


    Sure enough, not everyone can be as shameless as shaqingsi. In order to be promoted, it''s just like playing with a little fresh meat as a teacher.


    It''s hard to find a master!


    Really, no one gives a chance to be a * *!


    Yang Fan looked at Zhu Huanan quite disappointed and speechless, shook his head and sighed: "old Zhu, old Zhu, you don''t know what you just missed!"


    "When I''m joking with you, you don''t know how popular the handsome boy in front of you is now, hem!"


    Seeing that Zhu Huanan could not be persuaded, Yang Fan no longer insisted. Everyone has his own faith and persistence. Since Zhu Huanan has such confidence in himself, let him go.


    Zhu Huanan''s attention returned to the battlefield outside the city again. Yang Fan didn''t want to work here. He glanced at Wang Yuansheng, who had been sleeping in their arms. Yang Fan''s eyes turned and his spiritual thoughts swept gently towards the other courtyard of the Wang family.


    It was found that Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin were like ants on a hot pot circling back and forth in the yard. It was obvious that they were worried about the situation of their children and their ancestors.


    Yang Fan turned his head and looked at Zhu Huanan. He 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, so he didn''t even say hello. His Qi and blood fluctuated together and started instantaneously within a short distance.


    At a moment, he appeared again in the Wang family''s other courtyard with Wang Yuansheng, sat in the master''s chair where Wang Hongfang had just sat, and looked up at Wang Zhihe and his wife with a playful face.


    "Yang Fan... Little brother!"


    They were surprised when they noticed the appearance of Yang Fan at the same time. Qi looked up at Yang Fan and looked a little tangled. It seemed that they didn''t know what attitude to take towards Yang Fan.


    Psychologically, they have always felt that Yang Fan is very kind, which is almost no different from their own son.


    However, it is reasonable that Yang Fan just attacked their most respected ancestors. Even in order to lead them out of the city, he hijacked their young son and put their children in danger. Life and death are unknown. It is crazy and hateful.


    This kind of psychological state of loving the extreme and hating the extreme is intertwined and constantly changing. For a moment, they felt that Yang Fan was excusable or had a secret. For a moment, they felt that Yang Fan had committed a heinous crime and deserved his death.


    My head is about to explode.


    Yang Fan looked at them indifferently, raised his hand and patted Wang Yuansheng, who was still sleeping. He said in a low voice, "I have removed all the nightmare wood poison from the child, and I have fulfilled my previous commitment to you."


    "Promise, give it back to you!"


    As soon as Yang Fan waved, Wang Yuansheng''s body began to float in the void and slowly moved to Wang Zhihe and his wife.


    Zhao Lin was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She hugged Wang Yuansheng and bowed gratefully to Yang Fan: "thank you, little brother. I knew you were a good man and wouldn''t deliberately embarrass a child!"


    Yang Fan took a swipe at the corner of his mouth and touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassed, because what he was going to say next didn''t seem to match his good name.


    "Now, start looting!"


    "Take out all the high-level elixirs, spiritual fruits and demon cores in your king''s treasure house!"