23: C23 You Know How Dogs Bark Right

C23 You Know How Dogs Bark Right

Yang Fan looked at Wu Meng and said with a smile, "Since Junior Brother Wu isn't convinced, let's have a match. As long as you defeat me, you are right."

As he spoke, Yang Fan took two steps forward.

Yang Fan took two steps forward, while Wu Meng couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Although Yang Fan's eyes looked calm and gentle, he felt his heart tremble. After all, this was the guy who dared to break Hu Fei's legs.

Seeing Wu Meng take two steps back, the surrounding people started booing.

Wu Meng must be joking. His words were arrogant and insufferably arrogant. But before he could do anything, he was scared away. Compared to what he had just said, it was a little shameful.

Obviously, Wu Meng had also realized this point. His expression was filled with anger as he said, "Yang Fan, in my eyes, you are just a piece of trash!"

"I have said that you are so weak that you can't stand the wind. You must be very unconvinced. However, if you want to challenge me, you must defeat them first!" After Wu Meng finished speaking, he pointed at the eighteen people behind him.

These eighteen people were all at the fifth level of Refinement. Although they didn't have much fame, they couldn't compare to Gu Tianpeng.

However, at this moment, the eighteen of them stood in a row, each of them releasing their own Qi. That kind of pressure was something that Gu Tianpeng could not match up to no matter what!

Wu Meng regained his confidence and said loudly, "Yang Fan, these eighteen junior brothers can't do anything to me even if they join forces. If you defeat them, you will have the right to challenge me!"

"Shameless!" Ding Pang was instantly enraged.

This Wu Meng was too shameless!

Not to mention 18 body refining fifth level martial artists working together, even two of them could easily defeat Wu Meng.

Wu Meng's words made Ding Pang furious.

As for the other disciples, their expressions were strange. They felt that Wu Meng's ability to fabricate things was really something.

Yang Fan's face was still wearing a smile. He looked at the eighteen disciples and asked, "All eighteen of you have lost?"

Among the eighteen people, the tall young man in the lead said with a smile, "That's right. All of us have lost. So, do you dare to fight us?"

No one believed what he said, but there was no evidence that these eighteen people were lying.

"You must have been ordered by Huze to do this, right?" Yang Fan smiled.

The tall teenager did not answer. It was a silent agreement.

Wu Meng sneered and said, "Yang Fan, if you are scared, just say it. Don't drag everything onto senior disciple Huze. A trash like you, senior disciple Huze can kill you with a single finger!"

Yang Fan looked at Wu Meng with a smile on his face, but a cold light flashed across his eyes.

Wu Meng's heart trembled, but he looked at the eighteen people beside him. After swallowing his saliva, he stuck out his chest again and said, "Yang Fan, if you are scared, then get the hell out of here. If you see me in the future, just avoid me!"

"Shameless to the extreme!" Ding Pang cursed again.

Wu Meng glanced at Ding Pang with disdain. How could this kind of trash understand his means?

"Yang Fan, are you bragging? If you are, then get lost. If you are not, then spar with your junior brothers." Wu Meng's voice became louder and louder.

Everyone looked at Yang Fan. This obviously wasn't a fair spar. Should they accept it or not?

The eighteen of them stood in a row and looked at Yang Fan with a smile, as if they were saying, If you have the ability, accept our challenge. Their eyes were filled with obvious provocation.

Yang Fan looked at Wu Meng and said with a faint smile, "You are so confident that I will definitely be defeated by them?"

When he asked this question, Yang Fan had already bought a Primary Level Martial Skill cultivation card in the shopping center and used it. Instantly, he understood all the questions about the Gale Movement Technique.

However, in order to cultivate it to perfection, he still needed to personally practice it and completely grasp the enlightenment in his mind.

With the Gale Movement Technique at perfection, not to mention 18 martial artists of the same rank joining hands, even 20 people, Yang Fan would not be afraid!

"What do you mean I am confident? I am waiting for you to defeat them and prove your strength. Only then will I be able to compete with you. Who is invincible in the same cultivation level?" Wu Meng sneered.

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Actually, I have a suggestion for you. If you admit defeat now, you will be able to avoid a physical pain."

Before Wu Meng could say anything, a tall young man among the eighteen people said with a cold expression, "Yang Fan, are you looking down on us?"

"That's not what I meant." Yang Fan shook his head and shrugged helplessly. "But you are indeed not my match!"

Hearing this, the tall teenager only replied with two words, "Hehe."

Wu Meng flung his sleeves and said disdainfully, "Anyone can speak big words. If you can defeat the 18 of them, I will bark like a dog in front of everyone!"

He squinted his eyes, not putting Yang Fan in his eyes.

"That's fine. I haven't heard a dog bark in a long time." Yang Fan nodded, then looked at the tall youth and the others and said, "Come on."

Yang Fan's victory attitude had completely enraged the tall young man and the others. At this moment, they did not waste any time and directly surrounded Yang Fan.

Each of them had a different aura spreading out from their bodies, like a net, firmly binding Yang Fan.

"Attack!" The tall young man shouted in a low voice. He was the first to launch an attack.

Almost at the same time, the other seventeen people also attacked.

The attacks came from both front, back, left and right at the same time. Not to mention that they were all body refining fifth level martial artists, even body refining sixth level martial artists would be flustered.

"Tsk tsk, Yang Fan is in trouble!"

"Although Wu Meng is a bit shameless, this time he is really going to eat Yang Fan..."

Seeing the joint attack of the eighteen men, everyone started discussing amongst themselves. They seemed to have seen the outcome.

At this moment, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly became serious. He turned around and his body seemed to have turned into a fierce wind. In an instant, he bypassed the attack of the three people on the left and appeared outside the encirclement.

Gale Movement Technique at the Perfection Stage!

Everyone was shocked. The Gale Movement Technique that Yang Fan was using at this moment had definitely reached the perfect stage.

Although there were still some parts that were slightly lacking, it had indeed surpassed the Mastery Stage!

Yang Fan shuttled back and forth between the eighteen people, avoiding all the attacks as he continued to familiarize himself with the Gale Movement Technique. Gradually, the trace of unfamiliarity at the Perfection Stage also slowly disappeared.

Seeing this, everyone drew in a cold breath. Yang Fan was actually using the tall man and the 18 people to temper his martial skills!

The tall youth and the other 18 people also realized this point. They gritted their teeth and displayed their trump cards. However, they still could not even touch the corner of Yang Fan's clothes.

"It's done!" Yang Fan's eyes lit up. His Gale Movement Technique had finally reached the perfect stage.

Dong!

Yang Fan's body suddenly stopped moving, and he stopped dodging.

The tall youth immediately sneered and said, "What, you're not dodging anymore?"

"Because I've played enough!" Yang Fan lightly smiled, and then he instantly rushed towards a person and struck out with his palm.2

Bang!

This man was unable to block this palm and was sent flying.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan arrived next to another man, and swept his right leg horizontally, bringing along a strong gust of wind.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yang Fan's speed was so fast that no one could keep up with him, and no one could stop a perfect Monument Opening Palm.

In just a few moments, all 18 of them were defeated.

The tall youth struggled to stand up, his face filled with disbelief. All eighteen of them had joined hands, but they were actually defeated!

He looked at Yang Fan, and a trace of fear could be seen in his eyes.

The surrounding people were also shocked. Yang Fan's strength had actually reached such a level!

Even if eighteen martial artists of the same rank joined forces, they still wouldn't be able to defeat him.

But at this moment, Wu Meng's legs were trembling. His heart was filled with extreme regret. Why couldn't he turn his head around? In order to curry favor with Huze, he had to provoke Yang Fan!

Yang Fan looked at the tall youth and the others, then he shrugged and said, "I told you, you are not my match. I didn't lie to you, right?"

He asked even though he knew the answer.

The tall teenager did not know how to answer. He could only turn his head away and pretend he did not hear anything.

However, they could feel that when the surrounding people looked at them, their gazes would definitely be filled with contempt. This caused their faces to burn.

Yang Fan retracted his gaze, walked to Wu Meng, and said with a smile, "You should know how dogs bark, right?"

Wu Meng's expression changed again and again. He could not afford to lose face by learning how to bark in front of so many people. However, just as he was about to refuse firmly, Yang Fan placed his palm on his shoulder.

Instantly, a faintly discernible and powerful force was emitted from his palm.

"Woof..." The words that were about to come out of his mouth turned into a single word in the end.

The surrounding suddenly became silent. Then, a loud laughter broke out, especially from Ding Pang. He was laughing so hard that tears started flowing out of his eyes.

Yang Fan gave him a thumbs up and praised, "Junior Brother Wu is really a man of his word!"

Before Wu Meng could say anything, he changed the topic. "But since everyone is so happy, why don't we shout a few more times and treat it as practice. Maybe we will use it next time."

Before the palm on his shoulder moved away, Wu Meng's face twitched. However, when he thought about how he had already shouted, he suddenly had the thought of breaking the jar.

Then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He shouted continuously, "Woof, woof, woof..."

The more he shouted, the more similar it sounded!

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