Martial Universe: Invincible through lottery, with godlike comprehension from the start.

Many Hongyadong disciples looked at Huo Zhen with a strange change in their gaze.

At this moment, Huo Zhen's face was even more ashen. As the number one young person in Hongyadong, he had always been a respected figure. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

In fact, Lin Fan had already held back, since this was just a friendly spar, not a life-or-death confrontation.

Otherwise, Lin Fan's slap just now would have splattered Huo Zhen's brains out!

You deserve to die!

Huo Zhen, unaware of all this, suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Fan with a sinister look in his eyes, his tone chilling.

"boom!"

As the voice faded, Huo Zhen took another step forward, revealing his full strength at the peak of the Eighth Nirvana Realm.

A surge of powerful Yuan energy, like a tidal wave, continuously surged forth from his body!

His hands suddenly formed a strange hand seal, and in the next instant, a radiant light swept out from his body, eventually transforming into a mountain about a hundred feet tall in mid-air.

On the mountain, some caves seem to form a strange array, exuding a mysterious aura.

As soon as this mountain appeared, the primordial energy in this area fluctuated violently.

The disciples of Hongyadong all had a look of fanaticism on their faces.

In contrast, the Daoist disciples looked much more solemn.

Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but remind him, "Lin Fan, this is the most powerful martial art of Hongya Cave, the Hongya Cave Scripture. Don't be careless."

"late!"

A sinister smile flashed across Huo Zhen's eyes. Then, with a flick of his palm, the enormous cave mountain, imbued with earth-shattering power, transformed into a shadow that enveloped Lin Fan.

"It seems I went too easy on him," Lin Fan shook his head slightly, his hands once again forming a strange hand seal.

Immediately, that familiar scene reappeared.

Lin Fan flashed and instantly appeared beside Huo Zhen, slapping him across the other side of his face.

Huo Zhen seemed to turn into a statue, motionless, letting the slap fall.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp slap rang out, and Huo Zhen, who had just regained consciousness, was once again sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

This time, Huo Zhen fainted on the spot after landing.

At the same time, Lin Fan suddenly stretched out his left hand, and violent Yuan energy surged, instantly forming a huge Yuan energy hand hundreds of feet long, which fiercely grabbed the cave and the mountain in his hand.

"burst!"

Lin Fan uttered a single syllable, and with a clench of his large hand, the cave dwelling and mountain were instantly crushed!

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of terrifying explosions rang out in the arena, deafeningly loud!

A terrifying energy surge roared and spread outwards, as if even space itself was distorted.

"Pfft!"

The mountain exploded, and Huo Zhen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, was immediately affected, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Stimulated by this, Huo Zhen slowly woke up. Looking at Lin Fan, his eyes held not only resentment but also a hint of fear.

"It looks much better now that both sides are symmetrical," Lin Fan said with a smile when he saw Huo Zhen wake up.

puff!

Hearing Lin Fan's words and glancing at the handprints on Huo Zhen's cheeks, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Ling and the other Daoist disciples also had strange expressions.

"puff!"

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, Huo Zhen was overcome with rage and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Still want to fight?" Lin Fan looked down at Huo Zhen and spoke calmly.

"I..." Huo Zhen was filled with resentment. He staggered to his feet and wanted to attack again.

"That's enough, you're no match for him," an old man in gray from Hongyadong finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to stop Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen knew at this moment that he was no match for Lin Fan. Hearing the old man's words, he clenched his fists and stepped back.

"Dao Sect truly lives up to its reputation as one of the eight super sects. In this exchange, Hongya Cave admits its inferiority. If there is an opportunity next year, we will definitely come to pay our respects again."

Having lost the sparring match, the gray-robed elder was clearly in a bad mood. He simply bowed to Chen Zhen, said a few polite words, and then led the disciples of Hongya Cave away in a dejected manner.

His demeanor was completely different from the arrogance he displayed upon arrival.

Lin Fan watched the Hongyadong group leave, their faces covered in dust, but he didn't seem to care.

With his current strength and numerous trump cards, even the Vice Hall Master of Enlightenment is no match for him. Even if he were to fight against Hall Master Chenzhen, the outcome would be uncertain.

Defeating an Eighth-Level Nirvana Realm cultivator was utterly insignificant to him.

Unlike Lin Fan's calm demeanor, the surrounding Dao Sect disciples erupted in enthusiastic cheers as they watched the Hongya Cave group depart.

"Well done. Those guys from Hongyadong always try to take advantage of loopholes. This time, they were taught a lesson. If you hadn't intervened, they might have succeeded today."

Chen Zhen walked over at this moment, patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and said.

"Unorthodox methods are rarely of great use," Lin Fan shook his head and said casually.

"That's true, but if word gets out, it won't be good for our Dao Sect's reputation," Chen Zhen nodded, his gaze sweeping over Lin Fan before he smiled and said.

"The palace examination is coming soon, and our entire Desolate Palace is counting on you for this one."

"Don't worry, I've already reserved first place," Lin Fan said with a calm smile and confidence.

"Haha, you little rascal!" Chen Zhen burst into laughter upon hearing Lin Fan's words. He exchanged a few more words with Lin Fan before leaving with Wu Dao.

"Hey, thanks!"

After Chen Zhen and Wu Dao left, a slender hand patted Lin Fan's shoulder in the crowd.

Chapter 242: Learning to play the piano with Ying Huanhuan – first place guaranteed! [Please continue reading!]

Lin Fan smiled and turned his head, and saw the girl who had once again tied her loose black hair into a black ponytail.

Ying Huan smiled and stared at Lin Fan, her big eyes showing a hint of gratitude.

If Lin Fan hadn't intervened, she would have faced Huo Zhen.

In Ying Huanhuan's view, even if she went all out, the outcome of her battle with Huo Zhen would only be fifty-fifty.

Given her personality, if she were to lose, it would damage the reputation of the Dao Sect, and I wonder how upset she would be.

"I'm doing this for the sake of the Dao Sect's reputation," Lin Fan said with a raised eyebrow and a light laugh.

Ying Huanhuan glanced at him with her big eyes, and for some reason, she was slightly dissatisfied with the answer. She gave a soft snort, turned around and left, leaving Lin Fan with a charming back view.

Lin Fan smiled, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Dao Sect disciples around him, and then left with Mo Ling.

In the following days, news of the battle between Lin Fan and Huo Zhen of Hongya Cave spread rapidly within the Dao Sect.

In addition, for some reason, the words Lin Fan said to Chen Zhen also spread.

Instantly, the atmosphere throughout the Dao Sect became somewhat heated.

Lin Fan didn't care about this and continued to cultivate and improve step by step, though he would relax occasionally.

On this day, Lin Fan, on a whim, took out the exquisite jade flute from his system space and played a tune of "Swords and Dreams".

"What tune is this? It's quite beautiful!" Just as Lin Fan finished playing, a melodious laugh rang out behind him.

Turning his gaze, Lin Fan saw Ying Huanhuan standing gracefully to the side, dressed in light-colored clothes.

"Swords and dreams are like swords," Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that you haven't fulfilled your bet from back then."

Ying Huanhuan, who was about to say something, immediately turned her big eyes up when she heard this, and quietly took a step back.

"It seems someone is planning to renege on their debt," Lin Fan said with a slight smile.

Ying Huanhuan blushed, then gritted her teeth and said, "Who wants to renege on their debt? I'll settle it for you today. Now, what do you want me to do?"

Looking at Ying Huanhuan's reckless expression, Lin Fan wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

His gaze swept over Ying Huanhuan's exquisite body, and he chuckled, "I want you... to teach me sonic techniques, hmm, all the sonic techniques you know."

Lin Fan paused deliberately halfway through his sentence.

Under Lin Fan's unbridled gaze, Ying Huanhuan's pretty cheeks gradually turned red, especially when she heard the first part of Lin Fan's words, her face turned even redder, due to embarrassment and anger.

However, after hearing Lin Fan's next words, Ying Huanhuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her big eyes lighting up with a smile. She adopted a bossy, leader-like demeanor and said:

"Originally, if you wanted me to teach you sonic kung fu, you would need to become my apprentice. However, considering your eagerness to learn, I'll waive that requirement. Let me make it clear beforehand: if you're too slow to learn, don't blame me."

"No problem," Lin Fan nodded and said.

Ying Huanhuan glanced at the exquisite jade flute in Lin Fan's hand and said, "You played that piece just now so-so. I suppose you have a good understanding of music theory. So, I'll just teach you the piece?"

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Okay."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan said nothing more and sat down next to Lin Fan. With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, the emerald-green zither appeared.

The girl's delicate, flawless hands, as smooth as mutton-fat jade, gently touched the strings of the zither, and then, a soft sound, like heavenly music, drifted gently from the strings.

Ying Huanhuan's cultivation techniques are all in the form of sound waves, so her skill in playing the zither is obviously already superb.

Lin Fan listened to Ying Huanhuan's music from the side, and it was quite a pleasant experience.

Of course, while listening to the music, Lin Fan also silently memorized it and observed Ying Huanhuan's playing technique.

By the time Ying Huanhuan finished playing it once, Lin Fan had basically mastered it.

"How was it? How much did you learn?" Ying Huanhuan asked Lin Fan with a smile after he finished playing.

Lin Fan thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, two points. You have to tell me the piece first, and then you should explain the fingering and other techniques, right? How can you teach someone to play a piece by just playing it once?"

"That's because you're stupid," Ying Huanhuan said with a smile, blinking her big eyes.

Despite saying that, Ying Huanhuan still carefully taught Lin Fan.

Suddenly, a commotion arose on the platform below.