Conceited Battle King

In just a few seconds, Di Tianjun threw out a hundred punches. Ye Fann seemed to be slow, but he was able to receive all of Di Tianjun's punches.    

    

At this moment, the two of them didn't have the strength to fight. It was just a simple physical combat.    

    

There was no fancy stuff in the movies or on TV. They used the most practical moves.    

    

It was just like the moves in a movie; they were completely useless in actual combat.    

    

Di Tianjun's fist landed on Ye Fann's left palm, and a strange force dispersed the force of his fist. Furthermore, the direction of Di Tianjun's fist had been deflected.    

    

Di Tianjun rolled his eyes and followed up with an elbow attack.    

    

At this time, Ye Fann's punch landed on the beast and blocked it. At the same time, a force was sent out and the two of them immediately separated.    

    

When he looked over, Ye Fann took a half-circle step forward, neither fast nor slow.    

    

Di Tianjun's expression was serious. This Ye Fann was definitely a strong opponent that he met in the hands of the young masters of the same generation.    

    

This was a move that seemed neither fast nor slow, but it had a strange power within it.    

    

He searched for information in his mind.    

    

He was Warrior King. He had learned a lot of martial skills, but he did not use his position normally. Because of his position, when he went out to carry out missions, he needed the simplest and most practical fighting techniques.    

    

After learning a lot of martial skills, Di Tianjun would make some modifications to make his movements more refined and practical.    

    

Then, he continued, "It seems like you are very slow, one Yin and one Yang, one Soft and one Fierce. You are actually even faster than me. Formidable."    

    

"You're not bad either. Your body's reaction speed has already reached its limit. With your fighting instinct, even if a Zhizun realm expert has the strength to breathe, they still wouldn't be a match for you."    

    

Ye Fann responded and clenched his fist. The originally feminine air disappeared and was replaced with a fierce and domineering one.    

    

Seeing this, Di Tianjun smiled, and said, "Spiritual Master, I am different from what you have learned. You practice martial arts is to cultivate the heart, but I practice martial arts to protect my faith, so, my mission can kill at any time. My skill can be called a killing technique, next, you must take note of it."    

    

Saying so, a majestic killing intent swept out. That killing intent was felt by Old Master and the others who were spectating by the side.    

    

Following closely behind, Di Tianjun's figure quickly came out. His speed was countless times faster than before, and the two of them started fighting again.    

    

This time, Ye Fann's speed was also very fast. The sound of fists colliding with body could be heard.    

    

Even Old Master and the others were stunned. The reaction of these two in physical combat was not something that someone of their age should have.    

    

In the end, Di Tianjun suddenly opened his eyes wide, his fists were like a tiger's, and his palms were like a hurricane.    

    

Ye Fann was not weak either. One Yin and one Yang, both were tough and flexible, and he completely blocked Di Tianjun's attack.    

    

Then, the two of them collided and Di Tianjun's figure suddenly turned into several afterimages. Taoist Hongyi's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Tracing step?"    

    

This time, even Ye Fann was shocked. His palm struck, but it didn't hit Di Tianjun. When he came back to his senses, Di Tianjun had already reached Di Tianjun's temple. The wind from his fist blew up his hair and stopped.    

    

Instantly, the air became quiet.    

    

After a few seconds, Ye Fann looked at Di Tianjun without any emotion in his eyes. He said, "If you win, if you can use your Qi, I am not your opponent."    

    

As he finished speaking, Di Tianjun retracted his fist. In fact, he retracted his fist and said gently, "You are being too polite, Daoist Master. Competing in kung fu matches is a form of restraint for you. It's just luck."    

    

Little Fan is indeed not your opponent, and what you're following is the same path as him. What he lost is the heart, what you won is the intention, your fighting techniques are all killing techniques, Little Fan Zi was protecting himself, during the attack you were experienced, and you completely saw through his weakness. When the difference in strength between the two of them is not that great, you will definitely be able to win.    

    

Taoist Hongyi spoke up at this moment.    

    

Ye Fann looked at Taoist Hongyi and nodded, "Grand Preceptor, you have seen through everything."    

    

"Okay, this is Warrior King. He is good at using tactics. He crawled out from a pile of corpses. It would not be a shame if he lost."    

    

Saying that, Taoist Hongyi stood up and said to Di Tianjun, "The next time you are receiving treatment, I will meet you alone and then say it in front of you once. I will only say it once, if you can't remember, then I will not repeat it again and I will also not give you any pointers, because you are not a disciple of Wu Dang."    

    

As he said that, Taoist Hongyi looked at Old Master and smiled. "Of course, if this boy is willing to take me as his master, it would naturally be different."    

    

With that, Taoist Hongyi turned around and entered the room. Ye Fann slightly bowed to Old Master and Daoist Qinghee before also entering the room.    

    

Old Master looked at Di Tianjun and said directly, "My memory has always been good since I was young. Don't worry, I won't change master."    

    

"Mm, you've surprised me quite a bit. This junior of mine is truly not simple. Let's go."    

    

Then the three of them left. Not long after they came out, Di Tianjun staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood. Daoist Qinghee caught him in time and said with a smile, "Can't hold on any longer."    

    

Di Tianjun smiled and said, "Martial Uncle, you saw through it?"    

    

"All of us can see that. Is that dark energy feeling bad?"    

    

As Daoist Qinghee laughed, Di Tianjun wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "This power is very strange. I've only heard of it before, but I didn't expect to actually see it. If it wasn't for my fighting experience being better than Ye Zhonglou, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to win this time."    

    

"If you weren't injured, he wouldn't be able to defeat you. Eldest Martial Uncle and I saw it clearly. Senior Hong Yi also saw clearly that he was helping you."    

    

Hearing that, Di Tianjun was stunned.    

    

"He knows? Then why would you let me fight with Daoist Master Ye? "    

    

"That's why he's weird, but this Ye Fann is unfathomable. When I said that you could defeat him, he suppressed his strength to fight with you. If you really meet him now, you'll probably be beaten by him."    

    

After Daoist Qinghee finished speaking, Di Tianjun did not refute him because he could feel that Ye Fann's strength was not ordinary and he was absolutely above him.    

    

Among all the young people he knew, the only one who could compete with him was most likely Wen Wan.    

    

He was not Wen Wan's match, which meant that Ye Fann's strength was above hers.    

    

Thinking of this, he faintly smiled and said, "One day, I will surpass him."    

    

"Mhmm, this time you have won too much glory. With your current body condition, I'm really afraid that you will lose. If you really lose, then what will Eldest Martial Uncle and I talk about? I won't even give you Hongyi."    

    

Daoist Qinghee nodded.    

    

He is not pretentious, win is win, lose is lose, no    

    

What is there to be hypocritical about?    

    

Afterwards, the three of them quickly returned to Di Tianjun's residence to treat his wounds. He was already injured so he needed to deal with it as soon as possible.    

    

At this moment, Taoist Hongyi looked at Ye Fann and said, "Little Fan, let's talk about the fight we had with that kid just now."    

    

"Although this person is injured, he is full of vitality. Moreover, he is very smart. He has added some of his own techniques into the martial skills he has learned. He is right. His martial skills are killing techniques."    

    

After Ye Fann said that, Taoist Hongyi opened his mouth and said, "Then do you know why you lost?"    

    

"He has an invincible temperament, but I do not. I cultivate the heart. To me, victory and defeat are not that important."    

    

Taoist Hongyi immediately glared at the Grand Preceptor. "You know that too, damn brat. Can't you give the Grand Preceptor some face?"    

    

You never thought that I would win, otherwise, you wouldn't have let me fight with him at all, you could just not give him a single sentence. With your status, even Old Master wouldn't dare to do anything to you, much less force you.    

    

Ye Fann opened his mouth slowly. Taoist Hongyi smiled when he heard him, "I didn't love you for nothing. You actually managed to see through my little thoughts. Not bad kid."    

    

"However, I do not understand why you want to help him. Taiji Sutra is a secret technique that is not taught to outsiders, even I do not have the qualifications to learn it.    

    

Hearing this, Taoist Hongyi stared at him and said, "What do you know? Do you really think that my heart is only filled with challenges? If you fail to learn it, then just let me practice one of the arts as well. Child, you are different from the other disciples, I know that your heart is not in Wu Dang, sooner or later, you will become like me and will walk in the martial arts world. "    

    

As he said that, Taoist Hongyi subconsciously touched his left leg. Ye Fann saw this and did not utter a sound, but his heart was filled with warmth.    

    

Although the times are different now, little mortal, the Grand Preceptor is afraid that you will follow the same path as I did before. It's good to have more skills to protect yourself, and moreover, this kid has an extraordinary identity. If you enter the secular world, he'll be of great help to you.    

    

Ye Fann pursed his lips and said, "Thank you. Thank you for never asking me where I came from."    

    

"Hehe, I'm already so old, so what's the point of knowing so much? All these years, you've been serving me by my side, and to Grand Preceptor Xie, you're my good disciple. After I fight with Shen Ji, I'll never go down the mountain again."    

    

Many people think that I, Hong Yi, have been obsessed with this leg all my life, and I have indeed been crazy, but they have forgotten that I am also a Taoist and cultivate my heart. After this last battle, my wish has been fulfilled, and I will see just how you will fight it out with the Grand Preceptor, and do not disappoint him, nor be bound by these rules. The biggest difference between you and this boy is that he has me in his heart, and in your heart, other than the matter in your heart, he doesn't care about you at all!    

    

"A person cultivates the heart, but it's not like they're going to obliterate their emotions, do you understand? "To dare to love, to dare to hate, to look straight into one's own heart is to truly cultivate one's heart. Do you understand?"    

    

With that, Ye Fann was slightly surprised.    

    

He never expected these words to come out of Taoist Hongyi's mouth.    

    

At this moment, he finally understood why his master allowed him to stay by the side of Martial Grandmaster Wu, whose name was the worst. It could be said that he had put a lot of thought into this matter.    

    

"I understand, thank you, Grand Preceptor."    

    

"Silly boy."    

    

… ….    

    

On the second day, after a busy day, the melodious sound of a bell rang out. In the great hall plaza of Heavenly Master Mansion, countless guests who had come to congratulate them looked towards the red carpet that had been laid out for them by Heavenly Master Mansion.    

    

"Rumor has it that Daoist Master Qingyu is as divine as jade and is a proud son of heaven of his generation. I wonder what kind of woman he will marry."    

    

"Yeah, he's Old Master's youngest disciple. I've asked around in secret for a long time, but I don't know which sect's girl would have such good fortune. It's said that Old Master wanted to pass down his position to him, so he will be the Palace Chief's wife in the future."    

    

"Look at those girls, their faces are all green. Hahaha, this time I am finally relieved."    

    

… ….    

    

As the crowd continued to speak, the elders of the various powers in the great hall sat up straight with faces full of curiosity.    

    

It was because they felt that an engagement banquet shouldn't be this grand.    

    

Plus, Old Master was a low-profile person, so the situation this time was out of their expectations.    

    

It was at this moment that a loud shout rang out.    

    

"The auspicious hour has arrived. Invite the newcomer to the feast."    

    

At this time, Dongfang Qingyu, who wore a red robe, walked out of the hall. Di Tianjun and the male disciple, who sat down by the side, also walked out.    

    

When Di Tianjun followed Dongfang Qingyu to the entrance of the main hall, everyone looked over, curious about who this man was.    

    

Some women's eyes immediately lit up when they saw Di Tianjun, because Di Tianjun was also wearing a red ancient robe and was definitely a handsome man.    

    

After all, this was Dongfang Qingyu. Anyone that could stand beside him should have a good identity. Plus, he looked handsome and was a bit more masculine than Dongfang Qingyu.