170: C170 Silence

C170 Silence

Cen Miaoxin could no longer remain calm. Even if she immediately started cultivating an Intermediate Level Martial Skill, she still wouldn't be able to enter the sect in such a short period of time.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, an hour passed unknowingly.

Yang Fan opened his eyes and smiled, "That's enough. Now I can let you all see what the Mad Dragon Hand is!"

The meaning of this sentence was clearly that he had already cultivated the Mad Dragon Hand to the initial stage.

"Could it be that the Spiritual Body Class Eight is really that terrifying?" Chiu Feian forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and asked as if he was talking to himself.

Sanruo shook his head and said, "It's not that having the Spiritual Body Class Eight is that scary. It's just that Jin Zheng is too scary!"

The other disciples of Ten Peaks nodded in agreement. It was true that Jin Zheng could not be explained in an ordinary way. First, he defeated Chiu Feian and became the strongest Qi Refining Stage warrior of Hundred Ghost Sect.

Now, he was able to cultivate the Mad Dragon Hand to the Minor Success Stage within an hour.

This was not only because of the Spiritual Body Class Eight.

"Show everyone how to calm the Mad Dragon Hand." Cen Miaoxin did not continue to be shocked. She sighed and returned to the topic at the beginning and said calmly.

Yang Fan said, "Of course, but the effect of showing it to everyone just like that is not very intuitive."

After saying that, Yang Fan pointed at the disciple who used the Mad Dragon Hand when they were sparring and said, "Junior brother, how about we spar?"

The disciple said angrily, "Aren't you deliberately bullying me? I'm only a Qi Refining Stage Layer Six, and sparring with you is just asking for a beating."

In his opinion, this was all done on purpose by Jin Zheng.

Cen Miaoxin added, "Junior Brother Jin, if you want to prove it this way, then forget it. I admit that you are right."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "What are you in a hurry for? I didn't even finish my words. When sparring, I will also suppress my own strength to the Qi Refining Stage Layer Six. Isn't this good?"

"Or is it to say that even if this is the case, you still won't dare?" Yang Fan looked at this disciple and asked.

The disciple was provoked by this, and immediately puffed out his chest and said, "If that's the case, I'll show you how powerful Senior Brother Jin's Mad Dragon Hand is!"

This wasn't something that was casually said.

He was talking about experiencing the Mad Dragon Hand. If Jin Zheng used other martial skills to defeat him, it would not be counted as a win either.

However, he had already mastered the Mad Dragon Hand, so how could he be in the same realm as Jin Zheng? He was afraid that Jin Zheng would only cultivate the Mad Dragon Hand to the Minor Success Stage.

He said confidently, "Senior Brother Jin, I respect you as my senior brother. Please attack first."

Yang Fan's target wasn't this man, so he didn't want to be polite to him.

Step!

Yang Fan took a step forward and punched his right hand beside him. A golden Qi appeared like a roaring dragon. A shocking energy fluctuation spread out in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were solemn, but the corners of their mouths carried a disdainful smile.

Yang Fan's Mad Dragon Hand had indeed reached the Minor Success Stage, but this energy fluctuation was astonishing. Just like what Cen Miaoxin had said, it carried the Qi of a frenzied dragon, domineering and insufferably arrogant.

Before the power was unleashed, it had already taken away one's soul!

Then, where was the silence?

Everyone shook their heads and laughed, "When you speak, you must go over your head. Otherwise, the one who will be embarrassed in the end will only be yourself."

Yang Fan continued to walk forward step by step. His speed was not fast, but when he reached the third step, the golden energy on his right hand disappeared bit by bit.

Stopping the martial skill on his own accord, was he going to give up?

Everyone guessed.

"No, he didn't give up!" Chiu Feian's pupils shrank.

Swoosh!

Just as Chiu Feian finished his words, Yang Fan's figure left an afterimage behind. In the next moment, he closed in on the disciple and struck out with his right hand with lightning speed.

At this moment, everyone could see that this was the so-called silence.

Looking at Yang Fan's right hand, they couldn't feel any soul-stirring energy fluctuations. Many people couldn't help but wonder if such an attack was powerful enough.

Could it be that he had deliberately retracted most of his energy to prove his words and then created such an effect?

Just as these thoughts flashed through their minds, Yang Fan's attack had already approached the disciple.

"Good timing!" That disciple didn't panic at all. His palm, which was surrounded by golden colored energy, was forcefully struck out.

He listened to Cen Miaoxin's words and tried his best to imagine the frenzied Qi of the giant dragon. This palm strike had a trace of a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. Seeing this, the crowd could not help but clench their fists.

Bang!

When their palms came into contact, the golden energy was the first to explode. The fierce energy turned into a golden impact. It was as if it wanted to crush Yang Fan into pieces.

"Great!" A Third Peak disciple couldn't help but clap his hands and praise when he saw the powerful energy.

Although the rest of the disciples didn't say anything, they all nodded their heads in agreement with the attack.

The Mad Dragon Hand this time was indeed a little stronger than the Mad Dragon Hand they had just used.

However, just as this attack appeared, an even more ferocious force burst out from Yang Fan's right hand. The originally ordinary palm seemed to have become the source of a volcano at this moment.

With a loud bang, the golden impact instantly turned into nothingness.

The power that erupted from Yang Fan's right hand was accompanied by a golden light. It was like a wild dragon roaring as it rushed out and slammed heavily on the disciple's chest.

The disciple's body was sent flying, and a human-shaped crater was created on the ground.

Everyone held their breaths as they looked at Yang Fan, who was still standing in the same spot. The shock in their hearts was hard to hide, and they revealed it on their faces.

With the Minor Success Mad Dragon Hand, he had defeated a martial artist of the same realm who had reached the Large Success stage of the Mad Dragon Hand!

Could it be that the Mad Dragon Hand really needed 'silence'?

Whether it was those who had cultivated the Mad Dragon Hand or those who had not cultivated it, at this moment, they all more or less agreed with this point of view.

If that was the case, wouldn't that mean that Senior Apprentice Sister Cen was really wrong!

Yang Fan retracted his palm and did not look at the disciple who had fallen to the ground. His gaze turned to Cen Miaoxin and asked, "This is the Mad Dragon Hand. May I know what guidance you have?"

Cen Miaoxin said faintly, "I don't dare to have any guidance. Since Junior Brother Jin's understanding of martial arts is so outstanding, then you should give some guidance to Junior Apprentice Brother and Junior Apprentice Sister."

After saying that, she prepared to leave.

"Don't be anxious." Yang Fan stopped Cen Miaoxin.

Cen Miaoxin turned around and looked at Yang Fan. She frowned and asked, "Junior Brother Jin, you have proved that you are right. What else do you want? Do you want me to say it myself? Am I wrong?"0

Yang Fan shrugged and said, "If you really want to say it, I don't mind..."

In Cen Miaoxin's eyes, she could no longer hold back her anger.

"Of course, I can't have stopped you for such a small matter." Before Cen Miaoxin's anger could erupt, Yang Fan spoke again.

"I actually only have one reason for looking for you today."

"That is... to challenge you!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire plaza instantly fell silent.

Jin Zheng challenging Cen Miaoxin!?

A Qi Refining Stage Layer Nine martial artist, challenge a God Refining Stage Layer One martial artist!

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