Chapter 818 Come and Not Go for Indecent Assault!

It is impossible for a normal green turtle to have such a fast speed.

Just now they were so interested in watching Yang Fan standing on the turtle's head looking handsome and showing off, they didn't even notice the extraordinary speed of the green turtle under Yang Fan's feet.

Now, after being reminded by Wen Lang's boss, the two quickly realized that the person who played tricks on them just now was very likely to be the turtle-riding boy.

Just now they were wearing heavy armor and struggling to walk, just like the green fur turtle under Yang Fan's feet. First, they staggered with heavy armor on their backs, and then they were as light as a swallow and as fast as lightning.

"Hey! Kid, did you do it secretly just now?!"

The second child, Shi Chenghe, swished to Yang Fan, and looked at Yang Fan in the air.

Changsun Xingyou also followed closely behind, but when he saw that Yang Fan only had the martial arts cultivation base of the eighth-level Wu Zong and the spiritual cultivation level of the ninth-level Psychiatrist, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "Boss must have made a mistake, right?" , this person is not even a king, how can he mess with us?"

If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that the three kings are useless, and even a small ninth-level spiritualist can mess with them casually?

This is very unscientific, right?

Although the Psychic Master is awesome, under normal circumstances, he is indeed somewhat stronger than the Qi and blood fighters of the same level, and it is common for leapfrog battles.

But that is in the same level, for example, if they are both in the Grandmaster Realm, an eighth-level spiritualist may be able to single-handedly beat an eighth-level or even a ninth-level Wuzong, and a ninth-level spiritualist is almost invincible in the grandmaster realm.

Unless you meet someone who can comprehend the will of martial arts in advance and is very good at the speed of body skills or the half-step king, otherwise, most of the Qi and blood fighters in the master's territory will kneel when they encounter a ninth-level spiritual teacher.

However, no matter how powerful a ninth-level spiritualist is, even if he reaches the peak level, comprehends some of the rules of the Dao, and possesses the strength of a half-step king, he can only dominate in the master level or the half-step king level.

Normally speaking, even if he was exhausted, it would be impossible for him to surpass a king whose cultivation base was a whole level higher than his.

After all, the majesty of the king and the will of the king are very different from those of the warriors in the master realm, which is enough to withstand all the spiritual attacks under the king realm.

That's why Changsun Xingyou and Shi Chenghe became suspicious when they saw the aura fluctuations on Yang Fan's body.

"No mistake!" Wen Lang also flew up to Yang Fan,

Looking up at Yang Fan: "I'm sure it's him!"

"This kid, probably hides his cultivation, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here!"

Wen Lang spoke with absolute certainty, fixed his eyes on Yang Fan, and asked softly: "This classmate, we seem to have never met before, right? Why did you secretly play tricks on me?"

Yang Fan folded his hands on his shoulders, raised his eyes very leisurely, glanced at the three young kings in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

They are all good seedlings. Not only are they talented, but they also look very easy-going, which fits their criteria for accepting apprentices from the Demon Slayer Sect.

In the end, Yang Fan set his sights on Wen Lang. He didn't expect this kid's perception to be so keen. He was able to insert Yang Fan into a part of the gravity field in his absolute defense field, and directly followed the vine to perceive Yang Fan's existence.

Really, under the seemingly rough appearance, there is a keen and delicate heart hidden.

Well, it's my mother, that's right.

brush!

brush!

At this time, more than a dozen students at the Grandmaster level naturally jumped out of the student group, standing beside Yang Fan out of thin air, faintly forming a confrontation with Wen Lang and the three of them.

"Wen Lang, even if you are the king, you can't just slander Yang Fan!"

A master at the peak stepped forward, first bowed his hands respectfully to Yang Fan, and then said to Wen Lang with a righteous face: "Student Yang Fan is a doctor with limited cultivation, how could he be your opponent?"

"We have all been favored by Yang Fan before, if you have any dissatisfaction with Yang Fan, you can come directly to us!"

Yang Fan was taken aback, he didn't expect that besides Mu Qianqian, there would be someone willing to stand up for him at this time.

His eyes swept over the dozen or so people around him, and he found that they looked familiar.

Aren't these the students who were poisoned by snake venom that he casually treated in the school medical room that day? Unexpectedly, they were all freshmen this year.

It's just that these guys seem to be a bit contemptuous of others. Why do they say that someone like Yang Fan can't beat Wen Lang and the others?

Wen Lang was in a hurry.

Which onion is this again?

Did he say he was going to trouble Yang Fan? Didn't you see the soft tone in the way he flirted with someone just now?

Also, where did he see that Yang Fan's cultivation was limited, what the hell, it was Yang Fan who played the three kings to exhaustion just now, to the point of death, are all these people blind?

"Who are you, what's the matter with you? Get out!"

The second child, Shi Chenghe, who was already full of anger, just waved his hand and slapped the young bird to the ground with a slap. The whole body fell into the ground, leaving only one head panting on the ground.

The third son, Sun Xingyou, was not idle either. The majesty of the king on his body was instantly released, and all the dozen or so masters floating beside Yang Fan were pushed back to the ground, and he dared not raise his head.

This is the majesty of a king-level powerhouse, which cannot be provoked.

It was at this time that Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, and Changsun Xingyou really saw some of Yang Fan's strength.

Because when everyone was falling to the ground like dumplings, and even being planted in the soil, Yang Fan, who was the first among them, and the green turtle on his feet didn't move at all, and they were still fine. Like my son, I stayed in place leisurely and leisurely.

This is a bit awesome, isn't it?

It's all right if he can protect himself, but he even protected all the giant green fur turtles more than ten meters high under his feet, which is not so simple.

at this time.

Not only Wen Lang and the others were a little surprised, but even the dozen or so grandmaster students who were dismissed by the eldest grandson Xingyou were also shocked.

They never expected that Dr. Yang Fan, who had asked the infirmary to save their lives, would be so badass.

"Okay, bastard, I didn't expect it was really you!"

Shi Chenghe was very irritable and wanted to rush forward to teach Yang Fan a profound lesson. However, he was stopped in time by Wen Lang and Changsun Xingyou.

Are you kidding me, they don't even know Yang Fan's reality, so why go up and beat him up?

"Second boy, bear with me, after all, we provoked this matter first, and you have to be reasonable!"

Wen Lang softly persuaded, and then whispered: "Even if you want to get mad, you have to test the depth of the opponent first. If you can't beat it, will you lose face?"

The implication is that it doesn't matter whether they are right or wrong, what matters is whether they can beat their opponents.

Changsun Xingyou also thought it was true, although the cause of the incident was when they started laughing at Yang Fan for being too coquettish, but that was nothing, as long as their fists were not hard, even if they slapped them in the face, Yang Fan would have to suffer .

It's just that now, they are a little unclear about Yang Fan's strength.

Because no matter how they look at it, no matter how they judge it, Yang Fan's breath fluctuations are all ninth-level spiritual masters. What's remarkable is that his martial arts cultivation base has also reached the eighth-level Martial Ancestry. It seems that he can be regarded as a young genius in the dual cultivation world .

But this is wrong.

If Yang Fan only has such a little obvious cultivation, not even a king, then how could he be able to resist the coercion of the king of Changsun Xingyou?

"You guys are too rude, how can you shoot at your classmates?"

Yang Fan looked down at the dozen or so potential disciples who had fallen on the ground, and felt that it was necessary to stand out for them, win a good impression, and lay a good foundation for accepting them as apprentices in the future.

"It's not rude to come and go, since you like to overwhelm others so much, let you also taste the taste of being suppressed by others!"

As he said that, with a thought of Yang Fan, the majesty of the king instantly erupted from his body.

"You used the power of the king to forcefully coerce Changsun Xingyou, and the coercion succeeded. Changsun Xingyou was overwhelmed, and his mind was frightened, so he was forced to express his surrender to you! Mental power +2, spiritual will +1."

"You exerted the majesty of the king to coerce Wen Lang powerfully, and the coercion succeeded. Wen Lang was overwhelmed, and his mind was frightened, so he was forced to express his surrender to you! Mental power +2, spiritual will +1."

"..."

Following the three system prompts, Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, and Changsun Xingyou, who had been floating in front of Yang Fan, also fell to the ground in a straight line like the previous dozen or so master students.

All were planted in the soil, leaving only one head sticking out of the ground.

For a while, the audience was silent.

No one thought that Wen Lang and the other three kings would be slapped in the face by Yang Fan in reverse, and they were slapped so neatly.

Mu Qianqian and the other newborn king beside her also changed expression at the same time.

Never thought that Yang Fan's might of the king would have such a powerful force. Looking at this battle, it is afraid that it is no less than the strong coercion of the seventh-level or even eighth-level martial king.

Under this kind of kingly power that is so powerful that it makes one's heart tremble, let alone Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe and Changsun Xingyou, the three rookies who have just advanced to the king realm, even those who are around the fifth or even sixth level The veteran King Realm may not be able to bear it either.

It's really too powerful!

"I have to say, this classmate Yang Fan is really, unexpectedly strong!"

"I didn't expect such a high-ranking king to be hidden among our freshmen this year!"

The companion next to Mu Qianqian sighed softly, and naturally mistook Yang Fan for a real high-ranking king.

But Mu Qianqian knew very well in her heart that this was not the case at all, her master's cultivation was basically the pinnacle of the ninth-level Psychiatrist they saw now.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian was even more curious.

How did Yang Fan manage to exude the coercion of will that is comparable to that of a high-ranking king in a non-king state? Really, it's a bit ridiculously strong, is there any?