Chapter 871 The Scope of Yang Chen’s Power (Part 2)

Yang Chen was far from reaching his limit, but he was not willing to let Hou Yun lose his confidence. .He entered this realm hundreds of years earlier than Hou Yun, and now he is hundreds of miles better than him. This is a result that everyone can accept. It will neither make Hou Yun proud nor make him feel depressed. It can be said to be a happy situation for everyone.

Apart from Yang Chen, Fatty Jing was probably the only one present who saw some clues. Others are either not fully familiar with Yang Chen, or they think that it is normal for Yang Chen to defeat Hou Yun, and it is common sense that Yang Chen does not win by much. After all, Yang Chen, a human being, competed with the Great Ape King in strength, and it was not easy to win.

Hou Yun was very happy. The gap between him and Yang Chen had finally narrowed a lot. If we add that Yang Chen entered the state of overpowering the sea hundreds of years earlier than him, I believe that Hou Yun will be able to practice to the level of Yang Chen or even beyond. This greatly increased his confidence and made him more motivated to practice.

After communicating with Zhou Xianying for a month, it seems that Fatty Jing is no longer the simple fat guy who only knows how to laugh, but has a little more scheming. No one has said anything about this result now, and Fatty Jing will naturally not be foolish enough to jump out and criticize.

Next, out of curiosity, everyone entered the formation and tried the feeling of being weighed down by the sea water. Basically, without using spiritual power to cultivate, no one can withstand sea water within a ten-mile radius, not even Fatty Jing, who has the strongest cultivation. But as long as he is allowed to use his spiritual power, Fatty Jing can immediately reach a level similar to that of Yang Chen, and there will be no problem at all if the sea water within a radius of 1,100 miles can be pressed down.

This process also made everyone realize how powerful the incredible power of Yang Chen and Hou Yun is. Unfortunately, the conditions for the Yellow Turban Warriors to practice physical training are too abnormal, so far, just Relying on the power of body, I am afraid that only the old tree demon can meet the conditions, but the old tree demon does not want to waste more energy and be distracted by this body training method.

When we arrived at the Sea of ​​Lihen, it was unreasonable not to linger in the Conch Water Mansion. Anyway, Fatty Jing had almost the best chefs there. Everyone rushed over to have a big meal. After a simple sit down, the headmaster of the palace He and several elders got up and rushed back to Chunyang Palace. Hou Yun, the old tree demon and several other demon clans stayed in the Conch Water Mansion to communicate.

Yang Chen did not return to Chunyang Palace, but planned to visit his wives and concubines directly. After seeing off the Palace Master and others, Yang Chen also planned to get up directly. When he was about to leave, Hou Yun couldn't help shouting a little wantonly: "Yang Chen, you should practice harder, don't let me catch up in a hundred years! A hundred years! After that, we’ll compete again!”

According to Hou Yun's estimation, the gap between himself and Yang Chen is only a hundred years at most. The emergence of that formation allowed Hou Yun to discover a good way to hone his physical skills. If he included Fatty Jing's help, he would naturally be able to improve by leaps and bounds as long as he practiced more in the formation. Yang Chen had to be distracted by refining elixirs and managing sect affairs, but it was no match for his undivided practice.

"Tsk!" Before Yang Chen could answer, Fatty Jing made an extremely disdainful sound: "Little monkey, if you want to catch up with Yang Chen, wait until you can pick up the bottle in his hand before you dream!"

There were no senior officials from Chunyang Palace at this meeting. Apart from Yang Chen and Zhou Xianying, the only disciples of the Yiren Hall from Chunyang Palace were present. Everyone was shocked when they heard Fatty Jing's words. Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the bottle in Yang Chen's hand.

Yang Chen didn't expect Fatty Jing to reveal his intentions at this time. Everyone else just understood from Fatty Jing's words that they had made a mistake before, and they were all shocked. Zhou Xianying looked at the small jade bottle in Yang Chen's hand in disbelief, showing a shocked expression.

"You take our demon clan too lightly, and think it's a good thing to save some face for the little monkey?" Jinghu sneered, and showed off his true master's manner: "Don't let him truly understand the difference. , he can never have real forward momentum."

Hou Yun also reacted, his eyes immediately shot out with a burning gaze, and he looked at Yang Chen in surprise. To be honest, when he realized that the difference between him and Yang Chen was probably just more than a hundred years of practice, he did feel a little slack in his heart. Now that Fatty Tingjing woke up, he realized that it was not that simple.

Yang Chen was a little embarrassed. Although his intentions were good, this little deception really meant he was looking down on Hou Yun. At this moment, he saw that everyone was looking at him, especially Hou Yun, who was slightly blaming him, and felt that something was wrong.

"Sorry, I'm a villain." Yang Chen immediately admitted his mistake, then directly stretched out his hand and placed the purification bottle flat on his hand, indicating that everyone could try it as they pleased.

She Kui was the closest and reached out to grab it without thinking. Once or twice, the purifying bottle didn't move at all. Even though She Kui used all his spiritual power, the purifying bottle was still as motionless as if it had grown on Yang Chen's hand.

Hou Yun was so happy when he saw that he was hunting, he rushed over, pushed She Kui away, grabbed the bottle with both hands, and started to scream.

In everyone's imagination, even if Hou Yun couldn't hold the purification bottle, he could still shake it a few times, right? However, no matter how hard Hou Yun tried, the bottle remained in Yang Chen's hand, motionless and did not even shake. To use a vivid word to describe it, it is clearly like a cricket shaking a tree.

"I've long suspected that something was wrong with your purifier bottle, and sure enough!" Fatty Jing didn't just reveal the secret of Yang Chen's purifier bottle. In fact, what he wanted to do most was to see if he could pick up the purifier bottle. Although he is not a practitioner of physical training, his cultivation level is close to the peak of the immortal. He has to try it no matter what, but he can't pick it up.

Hou Yun was convinced of Fatty Jing. He couldn't move him even if he stood where he was. He couldn't help but refuse to accept him. Seeing him standing in front of him happily, Hou Yun stepped aside and let Fatty Jing take action.

Fatty Jing let out a long breath and held the bottle with both hands. He had never despised this small purification bottle, and even used all his strength at this time. His strength, which was close to the peak of the immortal, completely exploded. He exerted all his strength, and everyone could even see the outline of his bulging muscles from under his fat body.

The bottle shook slightly, and then slowly began to leave Yang Chen's hand. The pure bottle of medicine garden containing a sea of ​​water was finally picked up by Fatty Jing. However, Fatty Jing couldn't last long. After persisting for a while, he finally let go.

"Awesome, little monkey, even if you practice for a thousand years, you may not be able to afford this purification bottle!" Fatty Jing directly concluded. (To be continued.)