C42 The Good Show Has Just Begun
C42 The Good Show Has Just Begun
In a trance, Yang Fann felt his right hand sink slightly. He lowered his head and was shocked to find that the so-called Ultimate Martial Skill, the foundation of the Earth-grade martial skill Ten-thousand Wave Sword Meridian - the Hundred Waves Saber Art, had already fallen into his hands!
In an instant, Yang Fann shivered. A bone-piercing chill struck his heart. A conspiracy! This was definitely a conspiracy! He had never dealt with this Deacon Ying before, so why should he give him such a precious Ultimate Martial Skill? Perhaps the Hundred Waves Saber Art wasn't some martial skill at all. It was just a useless book, accept it. If that was the case, he would miss out on a chance to choose the Yellow Level Martial Skill!
Furthermore, if this Hundred Waves Saber Art really was a Ultimate Martial Skill, then he couldn't accept it. Once it was leaked out, he would definitely die a graveless death!!
How could Yang Fann not know this?!
An ordinary Ultimate Martial Skill was enough to make countless high grade Bone Forging stage Martial Master go crazy for it, and a Ultimate Martial Skill that was as powerful as a Profound Grade martial skill. . . Even many Enlightenment Stage Expert at the Martial Marquis Stage would be tempted by it, not to mention. . . This Hundred Waves Saber Art was a part of the STATE martial skill Ten-thousand Wave Sword Meridian, and its value was even higher. Perhaps. . . Even those legendary martial ancestor experts that had the power to move mountains and fill seas had to fight for it. The current him had some strength. In the entire Outer Sect's seven branches, there were no more than a hundred people who could defeat him. But even so, for a Bone Forging Martial Master who had condensed the Spirit Bones. . . He was just an ant that could be easily killed, not to mention the Marquess bloodline that was thousands of times stronger than a Martial Master bloodline!
He couldn't accept it! No matter what, he couldn't accept the Hundred Waves Saber Art!
"Deacon Ying, you must be joking. My talent is dull. Within the Sect, there are many people who are stronger than me. Instead of wasting this peerless art on me, you should give it to those true geniuses!"
While speaking, Yang Fann shoved the Hundred Waves Saber Art into Deacon Ying's hand. This was a hot potato!
"Yang Fann, you don't need to belittle yourself. In terms of comprehension, don't talk about the Outer Sect. Even in the entire Seven Stars Sect. . . There are very few people who can match you. The Hundred Waves Saber Art will definitely shine in your hand!" Deacon Ying laughed lightly and pushed the Hundred Waves Saber Art toward Yang Fann once again.
"No! Deacon, you think too highly of me. I know how capable I am. I am just a lucky one. My talent can only be considered average. Compared to Senior Brother, I am far inferior. Let's not talk about anything else. The top ten of the Kaiyang Yimai, Senior Brother, regardless of his talent. His comprehension is far greater than mine!" Yang Fann kept belittling himself. He almost called him an idiot. Did Deacon Ying really think he was an idiot? Such a powerful and peerless technique. He didn't dare accept it!
Facing Yang Fann's continuous refusal, a trace of impatience flashed across Deacon Ying's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, "Yang Fann, don't you know what's good for you. It's your luck that I intend to nurture you!"
"I know!" Yang Fann raised his eyebrows. His heart was burning with anger. At this moment, he was one hundred percent sure that Deacon Ying did not have any good intentions!
"Damn it, damn luck! Do you really think I am a fool?!" He cursed in his heart. Yang Fann suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Deacon Ying, that's not what I meant. But. . . If such a peerless art wasn't a true genius. . . It was impossible. I'm just an ordinary person, if you give me this peerless technique. . . That would be a complete waste. . . "
Before Yang Fann could finish his words, Deacon Ying interrupted him and said, "Yang Fann, you don't need to belittle yourself. I know your talent very well. As long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to understand this peerless technique!" After saying that, before Yang Fann could say anything, Deacon Ying forcefully stuffed the Hundred Waves Saber Art into Yang Fann's hand again.
"Damn it!" Yang Fann's heart was filled with hatred, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The Hundred Waves Saber Art was the Earth-grade martial skill Myriad Waves Scripture. A part of it? Whoever believed in this matter would be a fool. Yang Fann opened his mouth and prepared to decline once again. No matter what, he couldn't accept this Hundred Waves Saber Art.
However, before Yang Fann could say anything. . . Deacon Ying continued, "Yang Fann. I know you have doubts in your heart. I can understand your thoughts. After all, I am not related to you. Now that I have given you a Ultimate Martial Skill for no reason, you will definitely doubt my intentions. However. . . Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I can guarantee that this Hundred Waves Saber Art is really the Ultimate Martial Skill. . . "
"Do you think everyone is an idiot?" Yang Fann snorted. He didn't believe Deacon Ying's nonsense at all. This was a stupid book that came from nowhere. Deacon Ying actually said it was the Ultimate Martial Skill. Did he really think that the Ultimate Martial Skill was a cabbage in the backyard of his house? He could have as many as he wanted!
"Deacon, my talent is dull, I should just cultivate the Inferior Martial Technique. . . "
"Yang Fann, I have already said all the good things. If you still don't appreciate it, then you're not giving me face. . . " All of a sudden, "I've always been clear about gratitude and resentment. If you don't give me face, then I won't give you face either. You have to understand. If I want to teach a rookie like you a lesson. . . It's just a matter of a few words!! "
"You. . . " Yang Fann was so angry that he was about to explode. Threatening! This was a naked threat!
"Yang Fann, as the saying goes, a wise man knows when to submit. If you don't understand the situation and don't know what's good for you, then you will easily suffer a great loss. Alright, what are your considerations? This Ultimate Martial Skill - Hundred Waves Saber Art, do you want to comprehend it or not?"
The next moment. . .
A mountain-like pressure pressed down on Yang Fann, making him look like a lone boat in the ocean. He was in danger of falling at any moment.
"Damned old dog, you have gone too far!" Yang Fann clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His eyes were burning with anger. He wanted nothing more than to shred this Deacon Ying into a million pieces!
However, the remaining trace of rationality made Yang Fann suppress the anger in his heart. Although Deacon Ying only had a low rank 8 bloodline, His talent and potential were far below his, and the Bone Forging realm was his limit. However, at this moment. . . He was like a towering mountain, pressing down on him so hard that he couldn't breathe. Even if he used all his trump cards, he was absolutely not a match for Deacon Ying. It was even to the extent that. . . As long as Deacon Ying was willing, he would casually point his finger. * Hong Long. . . . . . * Furthermore, he was just an ordinary outer sect disciple of Seven Stars Sect. His status was much lower than Deacon Ying's. Even if Deacon Ying killed him. . . At most, the higher ups of the Sect would punish him with a few words. There would not be any severe punishment!
"My strength is not strong enough! Far from being strong enough!" Yang Fann shouted in his heart at the top of his lungs. The complacency after defeating Lei Yun disappeared without a trace. The painful reality made him understand once again. He was still a weakling. If he had already succeeded in the Condensation of Spirit Bones, Deacon Ying wouldn't dare to bully him like this. If he had successfully broken through to the Profound Aperture. . . Once he stepped into the Marquess Stage, even if he killed Deacon Ying on the spot, The Seven Stars Sect wouldn't dare to interfere in this matter.
He let out a long breath. Yang Fann calmed his slightly disordered breathing and said in a deep voice, Let's go. " Then I would like to thank Deacon for giving me the Hundred Waves Saber Art!"
If he was not strong enough, he could only choose to endure!
"Hahaha. . . " Deacon Ying laughed out loud, "Good! Yang Fann, I really did not misjudge you. Go back! Also, before you can comprehend this Hundred Waves Saber Art, Don't come to the martial skill Pavilion. Otherwise, it will affect your progress!! "
" What a vicious heart you have. You are planning to completely cut me off from learning the Sect's martial skill! Today, you are going to give me face cultivation. In the future, I will return it to you tenfold, a hundredfold!!" Yang Fann's heart was filled with killing intent, but he said it in a double tone. "Good! Deacon Ying, your" great kindness. " When my divine skill is completed, I will definitely repay you handsomely!!"
After that, Yang Fann put the Hundred Waves Saber Art in his arms and waved at Manniu, who was looking at him anxiously from time to time. Then, he turned around and headed to Lingyun Peak.
Deacon Ying watched Yang Fann and Manniu disappear from his sight with a malicious gaze. After that, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, "Practice well! When you go berserk, don't blame me for not warning you!"
At this moment. . .
A green robed Young Man appeared beside Deacon Ying. He looked in the direction where Yang Fann and Young Man disappeared and smiled sinisterly. "Yang Fann, the show has just begun!"
This young man was Yun Feiyang's trusted aide - Lu Chao!
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