The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 262 Victory or Loss

As the saying goes, 'Unexpected events happen, and people may feel itchy all over.' Pan Chengfeng is feeling itchy right now, and Shuang'er is scratching his back. Pan Chengfeng moans comfortably, "Shuang'er's little hands are so warm, and it feels so good to be scratched by you, young master~" Shuang'er wondered, "Young master was very angry just now, why is he in a good mood now?" Pan Chengfeng said with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether I can be restrained or not. Anyway, I was planning to go to the Thunder Pond for retreat. Five years will be almost over, and I can help Sect Master Shangguan by the way~ Why not?" Shuang'er said, "But the salary for five years is not a small amount~" Pan Chengfeng pinched Shuang'er's pretty face and said, "A few thousand top-grade crystal beads are nothing. When I came to the Thunder Sect, I gave out tens of thousands of rewards alone. It doesn't matter. I have money and I can be willful. But my master was fined an annual salary of 100 years. I guess he is feeling distressed. His annual salary is not a small amount~"

On the rostrum, Shangguan Yun looked at Qiu Xiaotian who was indignant, and said in a voice transmission: "What? Are you worried about your salary for a hundred years?" Qiu Xiaotian replied: "That group of people is getting more and more excessive. When does the sect master plan to deal with them?" Shangguan Yun said: "At least we have to wait until after the continental event. During this period, you and Chengfeng should not cause any trouble." Qiu Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said: "I must twist off the heads of the Yu brothers!" Shangguan Yun sighed and said: "Fifty years, you just need to practice in seclusion. You have been in the late stage of fusion for hundreds of years, and you should have a breakthrough. I heard that your father has already started to break through to the peak of fusion." Qiu Xiaotian snorted and said: "That old guy broke through when he was seven or eight thousand years old. I am only two thousand years old, much stronger than him!"

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Yan Baifeng appeared on the stage in a flash, announcing: "The final round of the ranking competition for direct disciples begins now. I warn you again, it's time to stop, otherwise the sect rules will be ruthless! Everyone get on the stage!" Pan Chengfeng stood up, patted his butt, jumped onto the stage, bowed and said: "Senior Brother Yun, I'm honored to meet you." Yun Feiyang, who is in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, has been ranked first among direct disciples for seven consecutive sessions. His strength is unquestionable.

Yun Feiyang looked at Pan Chengfeng and said, "You can beat Jian Jian, that's great." Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Lucky, lucky. Compared with my senior brother who won first place for seven consecutive times, it's nothing." Yun Feiyang said calmly, "I agree with what you said before. They..." Yun Feiyang looked around the seats of his direct disciples and said, "They are all garbage."

The disciples below were stunned, but unlike Pan Chengfeng, no one refuted what Yun Feiyang said. After all, he had dominated the first place for decades and was qualified to say so. Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Brother Yun, it's interesting, I like it! That bunch of trash, their minds are not on cultivation at all, they do some small tricks all day long, just to disgust people!" Yun Feiyang said lightly, "Brother, you are right, in fact, I don't like this big competition either, it's a waste of time, but in order to verify some of my own cultivation insights, I still came. Please~" Pan Chengfeng bowed and said, "Please~"

The two sides pulled away, and Yun Feiyang's hand flashed, and a high-grade spiritual weapon long sword appeared in his hand. Pan Chengfeng frowned, thinking: "It's not a spiritual treasure? Poor? Impossible~" Yun Feiyang seemed to know what Pan Chengfeng was thinking, and said lightly: "This long sword of mine has been with me for many years, and it is about to be nurtured into a weapon spirit. It is much more precious than some spiritual treasures and magic weapons." Pan Chengfeng was secretly surprised: "Is this his life magic weapon?"

Pan Chengfeng was still surprised, but Yun Feiyang had already made a move: "Junior brother, be careful, Taiyi Thunder, Taiyi Zhoutian Sword!" Yun Feiyang did not make any seals, but just danced the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy flew out desperately! What's more deadly is that each sword energy carries the power of thunder! Seeing dozens of sword energies flying towards him, Pan Chengfeng dodged hurriedly, and his body movement was one point faster than before! But even with such a speed, he could only barely dodge the sword energy, and he couldn't get close to Yun Feiyang at all.

Pan Chengfeng dodged and formed seals, his five fingers became claws, the wind spirit gathered in his five fingers, and he shouted: "Swift Wind Claws!" Five ten-foot-long wind blades shot out, smashing all the sword energy in front of them and killing Yun Feiyang. Yun Feiyang calmly danced another sword flower: "Taiyi Thunder, Taiyi Swift Wind Sword!" Eighteen sword energies that were more powerful than before were formed in an instant, colliding with the five wind blades, and a storm was set off on the ring. Pan Chengfeng retreated three steps, and Yun Feiyang retreated one step, and the winner was immediately determined.

Yun Feiyang said with a smile: "Brother, you are very skilled! Can you share your hand seal skills with me when you have time?" Pan Chengfeng said with a smile: "It's just a trivial skill. If you are interested, I welcome you at any time. But I am also very interested in your swordsmanship~" Yun Feiyang said: "Okay, I will definitely visit you and exchange ideas. You have to be careful in the future!"

Yun Feiyang's eyes changed, the long sword floated in front of his chest, and his hands began to form seals. Pan Chengfeng's pupils shrank, and the signal of danger emerged in his mind. Pan Chengfeng jumped back dozens of meters continuously, and his hands instantly formed seals, thinking: "Don't let him attack!" Pan Chengfeng's fire spirit power began to gather around him, and he shouted: "The blue dragon is out of the sea!" A six or seven hundred long fire dragon roared out and shot towards Yun Feiyang who was still forming seals.

Seeing the fire dragon roaring towards him, Yun Feiyang raised his lips slightly and said, "Junior brother's perception is so sharp, but it's still too slow. Taiyi Thunder, Thousand Illusion Sword Rain!" The long sword in front of Yun Feiyang's chest spun rapidly, shooting out with countless sword lights, and Pan Chengfeng's big fire dragon was immediately submerged by the sword rain! Pan Chengfeng opened his mouth wide and screamed, "Are you sure this move is called Thousand Illusion Sword Rain, not Ten Thousand Swords Facing the Sect?"

Yun Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Ten Thousand Swords Facing the Emperor, what a domineering name, good! From now on, this move will be called Ten Thousand Swords Facing the Emperor!" Thousands of small swords shot towards Pan Chengfeng, Pan Chengfeng had no way to dodge, and could only use the small bell for defense. Thousands of small swords hit the small bell, making a ding-dong sound, and Pan Chengfeng's ears were almost deafened by the sharp sound!

After a rain of swords, Pan Chengfeng picked up the small bell and found that it was covered with small holes and dots. He said distressedly: "This is a gift for my first wife, and I almost broke it!" Pan Chengfeng had used the small bell for defense several times before, and it was fine. This time, it took Yun Feiyang's move and was almost pierced. It can be seen that Yun Feiyang is indeed not an ordinary opponent!

Seeing Pan Chengfeng block this move, Yun Feiyang admired and said: "Junior brother, you are very capable. I lost because of this move last time." Pan Chengfeng put away the small bell and said: "Senior brother almost broke my spiritual treasure, take my move!" Yun Feiyang smiled and said: "Okay, you gave your sword move a domineering name, I will take your move!" In fact, Pan Chengfeng only has those few moves, which are repeated over and over again, and there are no new moves. The main thing is to catch the opponent off guard, so that Pan Chengfeng can't think of what move to use if he is prepared to take the move.

On the rostrum, Shangguan Yun and Qiu Xiaotian both noticed Pan Chengfeng's embarrassment. Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "This kid has been practicing for too short a time, and it seems that he doesn't know any powerful spells yet? Have you ever taught him any powerful spells?" Qiu Xiaotian scratched his head and said, "He has only been a student for two years, and he was on a mission outside for another year. I only taught him the practice of the Thunder Control Art twice, but not any spells." Xie Feng sneered, "You only mislead the students! See, now that kid is out of tricks, Yun Feiyang should have won."

Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "My disciple is very arrogant. I had to ask him twice before he was willing to become my disciple. In the past few decades, he has only come to me for guidance twice. Most of the time, he has been studying swordsmanship on his own." Qiu Xiaotian stroked his beard and said, "Swordsmanship is not our Yu Lei Sect's forte. He did not go to the Sword Sect back then, but came to the Yu Lei Sect. Is there any secret?" Xie Feng said, "He doesn't want to tell us his disciples' secrets, and we can't force him. Only the sect master of our sect has some research on swordsmanship. We all know only the basics. We can't give Yun Feiyang guidance at this level." Qiu Xiaotian said, "Doesn't the sect master have some friendship with the Sword Sect's Sect Master Sun? Do you want to take Yun Feiyang to the Daqin Sword Sect for some exchanges? It may be of great help to him." Shangguan Yun waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it later~"

On the ring, although Pan Chengfeng shouted for Yun Feiyang to take his move, he did not make a move. Just as Shangguan Yun said, Pan Chengfeng did not know any powerful magic. Pan Chengfeng said in distress: "What should I do? Just go up and punch him? No, no, it will be exposed~" Yun Feiyang waited for a long time, but did not see Pan Chengfeng start to make seals. Just when he was wondering, Pan Chengfeng's eyes suddenly changed and he shouted: "That's it! Who let me only learn a few magic tricks! Brother Yun, be careful!" Pan Chengfeng began to make seals with both hands. After half a breath, a thunder ball appeared in the palm of Pan Chengfeng's hand, but Pan Chengfeng did not throw it out, but continued to compress the magic power. The light of the thunder ball became brighter and brighter, until it was like a small sun, making it impossible to look directly at it!

Yun Feiyang looked at the thunder ball in Pan Chengfeng's hand and praised, "Junior brother, you are so powerful. Have you compressed your magic power?" Pan Chengfeng was secretly surprised, "This senior brother Yun is not only powerful in cultivation, but also has good eyesight~" Pan Chengfeng did not answer Yun Feiyang, and shouted, "Senior brother Yun, be careful! If you can't do it, just dodge it!" The thunderball was thrown at Yun Feiyang. Yun Feiyang smiled slightly, controlled the sword with one hand, pointed it at the thunderball, and shouted, "Cut!" A sword light slashed at the thunderball, and the collision of the sword light and thunderball made a loud bang. The thunderball exploded instantly, and the dazzling white light made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Yun Feiyang thought to himself, "Oops!" Just as he realized something was wrong, Pan Chengfeng's voice came over: "Brother Yun, you've been fooled!" Pan Chengfeng had moved behind Yun Feiyang without him noticing, and with the lightning in his hand, he slapped Yun Feiyang on the back: "Take my palm!" Yun Feiyang was startled, turned around and pointed at Pan Chengfeng's palm, shouting: "Finger sword!"

Fingers and palms collided with a bang. Pan Chengfeng retreated seven or eight steps, and Yun Feiyang also retreated more than ten steps. Pan Chengfeng couldn't believe that this man was a cultivator! Not only did he change his moves in such a short time, but he also fought him to a 50-50 draw. Looking at the scars on his palms, Pan Chengfeng was surprised and said, "Brother Yun is very capable! I thought I would win if I got close to you, but I didn't expect that Brother Yun was also good in close combat." Yun Feiyang calmed down his mana. The shock just now made his mana run wild and his fingers hurt. Yun Feiyang stroked his fingers and said, "Junior brother's trick was to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. It almost tricked me. The thunder ball just now was a thunder ball, not a thunderstorm."

Pan Chengfeng chuckled: "I just thought the two balls looked similar, so I just called out casually. I didn't expect you to take it seriously~" After Yun Feiyang's magic power calmed down, he let out a long sigh and said: "Next is my ultimate move. If you can dodge it, I will admit defeat in this competition." Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Such a good offer, there is no reason for me to refuse it. This competition should end now!" Pan Chengfeng got ready to take the challenge.

Yun Feiyang closed his eyes, took two breaths, and suddenly opened his eyes. He began to seal with his hands, and the long sword in front of his chest began to spin wildly. All the surrounding spiritual energy gathered at the tip of the sword. Pan Chengfeng's eyelids began to twitch wildly, and a red alarm sounded in his mind. Just when Pan Chengfeng wanted to shout to stop, Yun Feiyang said calmly: "Don't worry, Junior Brother! I will avoid the vital points! Taiyi Thunder, a sword in an instant!"

The whole world seemed to have stopped, only the long sword in front of Yun Feiyang's chest was turning, and a sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, shooting towards Pan Chengfeng's left shoulder. If he was hit, it would definitely go through him. No matter how strong Pan Chengfeng's body was, he couldn't withstand Yun Feiyang's attack. Pan Chengfeng subconsciously thought: "Am I going to lose?" This move was impossible to avoid. Pan Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said angrily: "No matter what! Overlord Fist!" Pan Chengfeng was surrounded by red gas, and he actually opened the Overlord Fist to 4.2 times, which was Pan Chengfeng's current limit!

The sword light struck, and Pan Chengfeng desperately moved his body to the right. It was really a blink of an eye. The sword light cut through Pan Chengfeng's clothes and skin, and finally cut a little bit of Pan Chengfeng's flesh, brushing Pan Chengfeng's left arm and shooting past. Pan Chengfeng immediately retracted the Overlord Fist and thought to himself: "I hope I haven't been discovered." Just as he finished thinking, a loud noise 'boom~' sounded behind him. Pan Chengfeng turned around and saw it, and was almost scared to death, screaming: "You are using a laser cannon!"

Yun Feiyang panted and said weakly, "Junior brother actually dodged it. I give up." He began to lose his balance after he finished speaking. With a "puff", the long sword sank into the ground to support his body. Yun Feiyang continued, "Junior brother gave me a strange feeling just now. Did he use some secret technique?" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "This Yun Feiyang is really sensitive. He felt it in that instant." Pan Chengfeng scratched his head and said, "Haha, it's just a small secret technique. You can discuss it with me when you have time."

On the rostrum, a group of elders were discussing the matter. Yu Sheren asked curiously, "What secret technique did that kid use just now? It made me feel very uncomfortable." Elder Chen said, "It also appeared once in the previous competition with Miao Renfeng." Elder Hei stroked his beard and said, "It's somewhat familiar, but the time was too short to confirm." Seeing that all the elders began to doubt, Qiu Xiaotian was furious and said, "What? Can't I teach my disciples a few secret techniques? What's the meaning of you asking this and that?!" Everyone knew that this guy was a tough nut to crack, so they didn't want to pay attention to him and continued to discuss.

Qiu Xiaotian transmitted the message: "Sect Master, that kid's move should be the magical power created by Tiandao, right?" Shangguan Yun said: "Our sect is not sure either, we need to ask the ancestor." Xie Feng smiled and said: "Sect Master, this disciple is incredible. Although he lost, his last move should have touched a little bit of the power of the law." Shangguan Yun smiled and said: "It's just a little bit, but he touched it when he just became a spirit, it's really not simple."

On the stage, Pan Chengfeng helped Yun Feiyang, who was about to collapse, off the stage and said with a smile: "Brother Yun, why do you have to fight so hard? Now you can't even walk." Yun Feiyang said weakly: "You must try your best in a competition, otherwise it will be meaningless. Junior brother, don't forget the exchange you promised." Pan Chengfeng smiled and nodded, saying: "How can I, it's just two skills. Senior brother wants to learn, and junior brother will never hide anything!"