Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 102: Trying Out the Skills (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a recommendation ticket!)

After "teaching a lesson" to that stupid fox.

On this day, in the martial arts arena.

"Tian Gong, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge Qi palm was pushed out by Xiao Zizai.

Meng Fan calmly formed his hands into tiger claws. At the same time, a huge virtual image of a demon tiger appeared behind him, forming a tiger claw Qi Gang. With a light block, the tiger's palm containing various hard and soft forces directly broke through Xiao Zizai's palm of great compassion.

On the other side, Hei Guan'er had already released the restrictions and rushed forward, wanting to fight Meng Fan with the Eighteen Black Dragon Moves.

Meng Fan fought alone against Xiao Zizai and Clarinet, and acted quite casually, as if he was strolling in the garden.

"Wow, it feels like Tiangong has made great progress recently!" Chen Duo exclaimed as he watched the game from the side.

Lao Meng looked very proud: "Haha, Xiaofan's strength has broken through, and Xingyiquan has reached the third level of perfection."

Just now.

Behind Meng Fan, a phantom of a pitch-black devil tiger and a phantom of a jade-colored true dragon appeared at the same time, their form and meaning being one, protecting Meng Fan like guardian beasts.

The innate Qi around Meng Fan turned milky white, his hair and beard turned pure white, and he was surrounded by blue and white lightning symbols, with thunder roaring.

He has a handsome face and stands with his hands behind his back. The milky white innate qi slowly gathers behind his head, forming a dazzling halo, like a dragon and a tiger guarding a golden elixir. A dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows makes him look sacred, noble and inviolable.

When someone sees this, they will surely think that it is a Taoist master coming to the world.

Meng Fan's narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and he spoke in a calm and solemn voice: "Kill!"

The demon tiger opened its scarlet eyes, the real dragon stretched out its dragon tendons and sharp claws, and the sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls rang out, as it acted like a killing spree, attacking Xiao Zizai and Hei Guan'er respectively.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai's face changed slightly, but he did not retreat. He just let out a low shout, and the Qi in his body surged, and the Palm of Great Compassion condensed again.

This time, the palm not only contained compassion, but also added a bit of the majesty of a furious Vajra, as if to purify all the sins in the world.

This palm collided with Meng Fan's virtual image of the magic tiger with a loud bang. The two were at a stalemate, with air waves rolling and dust flying, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

Just like the Arhat who subdues the tiger at Lingshan Mountain!
Hei Guan'er's hands were wrapped in black Qi, which gradually condensed into the shape of dragon scales and dragon claws. The Eighteen Hands of the Black Dragon were displayed to the fullest in his hands.

Every move and every style was accompanied by the whistling sound of wind and the murderous aura of the army, trying to bypass the virtual image of the real dragon and go straight for Meng Fan's vital points.

However, the virtual image of the real dragon seemed to have intelligence and actually entangled the black pipe.

The virtual image of the real dragon was not only incredibly powerful, but also contained an indescribable majesty and oppression, which forced Hei Guan'er to concentrate fully on dealing with it and was unable to be distracted.

The black dragon claw fights with the real dragon!
In the end, Xiao Zizai and Hei Guan'er were both defeated, and were even knocked flying by the virtual image of the magic tiger and real dragon, and directly smashed into the thick steel wall of the martial arts field, making a loud bang.

"Thank you, Tiangong, for showing mercy!"

Xiao Zizai stood up and stretched his muscles. He was not seriously injured, so he chose to admit defeat directly.

Clarinet also gave a bitter smile. He had practiced Qi for decades, but was still not as good as a teenager. It was really laughable.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Tian Gong is simply a monster!"

Meng Fan was also very satisfied with his current means. With the promotion of Chaos Qi Dan, the third level of Xingyiquan had gradually been perfected. He also practiced the three levels of Nisheng and Tongtian Lu.

Not to mention the beastly master's methods, even in a head-on battle, he would not be afraid of the Ten Lords!
Don't forget how long the Tenth Master has been practicing. He is only a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old now. It is not easy to have such an accomplishment!
During the break, everyone couldn't help but ask, "Tian Gong, are you really going to do this operation alone?" Meng Fan nodded and said decisively, "The next operation is suitable for me to do alone, so don't worry about it. And with my skills just now, who can do anything to me?"

Er Zhuang sent a message at this time: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst. If something happens to you, my brother will scold me to death."

Meng Fan gave everyone some reassurance and said, "Don't worry, I will take Jinbao and Haidongqing with me. With them protecting us, you will feel relieved, right?"

"At worst, if I can't win, I can still escape on the Saker Falcon!"

At Meng Fan's repeated insistence, he set off with a dog and an eagle.

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Two days later

"Excuse me, is this Biyou Village?"

Meng Fan was leading the dog and catching the eagle when he stopped a man at the entrance of the village. It was Liu Wukui in his impression, but in order to pretend that they were meeting for the first time, he deliberately asked questions.

"This is Biyou Village. Who are you? What are you doing here?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of joy in Liu Wukui's tone, and a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he looked at Meng Fan.

Although she had just joined Biyou Village not long ago, the leader said that her brother's illness could be cured, which made Liu Wukui put down the burden in his heart.

The reason for his curiosity was that this young man, who looked one or two years older than him, seemed to be also in the circle.

Meng Fan did not answer Liu Wukui's question, but deliberately used a disdainful tone and said provocatively: "Tsk tsk tsk, Biyou Village, Biyou Palace, dare to name it Biyou, how bold!"

"And it seems that there is a leader in this village, right? He founded the so-called New Sect. I want to know, who is so arrogant?"

Liu Wukui was grateful for Ma Xianhong's kindness, so he would not let others speak ill of the leader. He immediately changed his expression and said in an unfriendly tone, "Boy, are you here to cause trouble?"

"So what?" Meng Fan crossed his arms across his chest with a defiant look on his face.

"If you ask me, it must be someone who doesn't know his place, thinking that he is the boss, second to none, and third to none. He even dares to touch the Jiejiao of Tongtian Sect Master. He is totally ignorant of the truth."

"Do you really think you can make all the immortals come to pay homage?"

"I don't allow you to say that, Master!"

Liu Wukui, the hot-tempered loli, didn't wait for Meng Fan to finish speaking and attacked him directly. With a punch, a hole appeared where Meng Fan was.

Meng Fan was also deliberately teasing Liu Wukui. He kept hiding and did not fight with Liu Wukui at all.

Liu Wukui herself was a wild person, and her boxing and kicking skills were completely undisciplined. She relied entirely on brute force to beat people, relying on the strong physique given to her by her life as a virgin to fight her enemies.

Meng Fan dodged and taunted, "You don't even have the strength to fight, and you're so short. Could it be that your leader deliberately didn't let you eat enough?"

"Poor thing, poor thing. It's the time for growth. If you don't supplement your nutrition now, you might not be wanted when you grow up!"

Although Meng Fan usually pretends to be mysterious in the 139th Division, he is actually a bold and careful person with a vicious mouth and a black heart.

The sound of the two fighting quickly attracted the ordinary villagers in Biyou Village, and they all gathered around. After all, watching the fun is the nature of all Shenzhou people.

(End of this chapter)