Chapter 98 Childhood Friend

The next morning, Ye Fan got up early to practice boxing as usual. Chen Peng also got up early and practiced boxing next to Ye Fan.

"Captain, your boxing seems to have some skills." Looking at the various postures that Ye Fan made, Chen Peng asked in surprise, "Is this an ancient body technique?"

"It can be considered as such. I developed it by combining some ancient body techniques. It is called the Wanxiang Method." Ye Fan answered, looking at Chen Peng with a smile in his eyes.

"Self-created physical skills!" Upon hearing this, Chen Peng's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "The captain is a genius, he can be regarded as the founder of the sect if he can create his own physical skills."

"It's just a physical skill, not a genius." Ye Fan waved his hand and glanced at Chen Peng, "Why, do you want to learn this physical skill?"

"I want to learn." Chen Peng was also honest and nodded, "But I practice the Hundred Battles Fist, which is fierce, and the captain's physical skills seem to be more gentle. If we practice the two together, will there be a conflict..."

"No, the Hundred Battles Fist is strictly a physical skill, and my Wanxiang Method is equivalent to laying a foundation for the body to strengthen the body, and there is no conflict." Ye Fan replied.

"This..." Hearing this, Chen Peng's eyes were hot, and he glanced at Ye Fan, abrupt and a little embarrassed.

"I haven't made any great contributions with the team leader. The team leader gave me the Jingzhe method, and taught me the Baizhan fist. Now he wants to give me your self-created physical skills..."

"To have great contributions, you must be strong enough first." Ye Fan said, patting Chen Peng on the shoulder, "A big man is upright, and a self-created physical skill is not precious to me. If you are willing, when you have the ability to establish a school in the future, just give me one."

After these words, Chen Peng was stunned, and then nodded heavily.

"Okay, watch me fight a few times, my Wanxiang method is not difficult to learn." Ye Fan replied, set up his posture, and played the Wanxiang method again.

On the side, Chen Peng watched intently, and soon, he also started fighting, although a little awkward, but the appearance was still similar.

"Not bad." Ye Fan looked at Chen Peng's appearance and nodded with a smile.

This Chen Peng is very suitable for physical training. He learns physical skills very quickly and makes good progress.

"Even if he is not a beastmaster and does not have the blood of ancient species, he can become a strong man in the future." Thinking of something, Ye Fan looked at Chen Peng and gradually smiled.

Nothing is destined from the beginning. It is not that a D-level talent cannot become a powerful beastmaster, and ordinary people cannot become strong. Many times, they just lack an opportunity.

And now, he can give them this opportunity. The rest depends on whether they can seize it.

After a while, the tent next to them opened, and Wang Lingxi and Ma Xiaoxue walked out. Looking at the two people who were practicing the Wanxiang method, they were a little surprised, "You got up so early."

"A day's plan lies in the morning." Ye Fan waved his hand and looked at another tent, "Go and call Fatty and the others. The sun is about to rise, why don't you get up."

"There is a tough battle to fight today."

"I'll go call them." Hearing this, Wang Lingxi hurriedly called Fatty Li and the others.

Soon, several people got up one after another, had a simple breakfast, and Ye Fan called the monkey-faced man.

"Zhou Cang, it's time to lead the way." Patting the monkey-faced man who looked nervous, Ye Fan's expression was somewhat calm.

"Okay, okay." Zhou Cang nodded repeatedly, walked beside Ye Fan, and led everyone along the forest.

...

"It's already the second day, and there is no news about Ye Fan?"

Seeing the sun rise, in the jungle, Ji Jie, who had just walked out of the tent, had a little dissatisfaction on his face. He glanced at the people present and asked, "Where is Zhou Cang?"

"Replying to Mr. Ji, Zhou Cang did not return last night, and there is no news yet." Someone responded.

"This Zhou Cang is too useless." Ji Jie replied, frowning, "Yesterday's secret realm opened, a day and a night, Ye Fan and the others could never stay in the same place, how could there be no news at all."

"I hope so." Ji Jie glanced at the man, his voice a little gloomy, "I came to the secret realm, not to vacation, and now I am wasting time exploring the secret realm."

"I understand." The man replied, with a little anxiety in his eyes.

He is a good friend of Zhou Cang, named Deng Ai, and they grew up together. Seeing that Ji Jie was unhappy, he could only hope that Zhou Cang would come back soon, so as not to be scolded again.

"I came here to be a student, but how come I became someone else's lackey..." Deng Ai sighed a little helplessly. He and Zhou Cang were from ordinary families. Although they both became beast masters, it was difficult to fight beasts. The strength of the two was not very strong.

At the beginning, they just wanted to hug the thigh of A-level and get some benefits, but once they got on the boat, they found that it was difficult to get off the tiger.

Following Ji Jie, they were scolded every day, and there were not many benefits. If they did not follow Ji Jie, other people would target them, and they could not even get along. They were in a dilemma.

"If I had known it was like this earlier, I might as well work alone with Zhou Cang. It is dangerous, but at least I don't have to work so hard and get scolded by a peer every day."

Soon, time passed again. Seeing that Zhou Cang was still nowhere to be seen, Deng Ai took the initiative to walk out, "Mr. Ji, why don't I go and take a look around. Maybe Zhou Cang is in trouble. After all, it is a secret realm with many wild beasts. He has no fighting ability and is easily entangled."

Hearing this, Ji Jie snorted coldly, but just waved his hand, "Go."

"Understood." Deng Ai replied, and hurriedly walked out of the camp.

"A bunch of trash." Seeing Deng Ai gradually walking away, Ji Jie spoke again, his tone was a little cold, his eyes moved, looking at Long Wu, and lowered his voice.

"After killing Ye Fan, these people don't have to follow me anymore."

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"Zhou Cang, Zhou Cang, you say, why are you so inconvenient to do things? If you can't find anyone, come back early. What are you doing..."

In the jungle, Deng Ai looked around, but still couldn't find Zhou Cang's trace, and couldn't help muttering.

Click, click.

As they were walking, footsteps suddenly sounded in the jungle. Deng Ai looked up and saw Zhou Cang in the lead.

"Where have you been, kid? I've been looking for you..." Deng Ai started to speak, but was stunned halfway through. He moved his eyes and saw Ye Fan and others beside Zhou Cang.

"Deng Ai..." Seeing Deng Ai appear, Zhou Cang was happy at first and was about to speak.

But before he finished speaking, Deng Ai turned around and ran straight into the jungle.

"This." Seeing this scene, Zhou Cang was stunned, and his eyes moved to Ye Fan on the side, as if he was a little helpless, "Brother Fan, this Deng Ai is my childhood friend, and he is a little timid."

"That's similar to you." Ye Fan smiled, didn't say much, waved his hand, and looked at Fatty Li on the side.

Fatty Li understood, and then blew a whistle.

Boom.

In the distant jungle, a black flame snake suddenly rushed out of the bushes, followed by a terrified shout.

"Help!"