The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 634 Year’s Promise

Yu Lei Sect, the inner sect’s martial arts training ground.

Pan Chengfeng looked down at Yang Jing and said, "Brother Yang, you lost~"

There was an uproar all around. There were disciples from nine sects here. They were really embarrassed.

How could a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Refining Void be defeated by a cultivator who was only at the seventh level of Golden Core? He had completely disgraced the sect.

Yang Jing suppressed his anger and said, "You defeated me with tricks, not with your own strength! I don't accept it!"

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "This is not going to end yet. If we continue to fight, I will definitely be the loser! Only a fool would want to fight you again!"

Pan Chengfeng slowly landed on the stage, looked at the man and the beast on the opposite side and said: "Another fight is impossible. I have consumed a lot of energy and can't continue to fight with Senior Brother Yang~"

Below the stage, Situ Xian was furious and said, "Pan Chengfeng, you are despicable and shameless! How can you be considered a real talent by using schemes! Senior Brother Yang has a seventh-level spirit pet!"

Pan Chengfeng couldn't stand it anymore, he just ignored Situ Xian, but the more he ignored him, the more excited he became, and he kept chattering on the sidelines.

Pan Chengfeng turned his head and looked at Situ Xian and said, "You are defeated! Although I have consumed a lot of energy, I am still more than enough to deal with you. If you don't agree, come and see how I deal with you!"

Situ Xian's neck was thick. How could the proud Situ Xian tolerate being called a "loser" in front of him? He flew onto the stage with a whoosh, pointed at Pan Chengfeng and shouted, "Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?! Xuanbing Jiao!!"

After summoning his spirit pet, Situ Xian immediately began to form seals. However, before he could make a move, a pair of large hands grabbed his shoulders and said, "This is my competition now. Stand back!"

This pull directly pulled Situ Xian more than ten meters away. Yang Jing looked at Pan Chengfeng and said, "You have consumed a lot of energy today, so how about we make another appointment?"

Pan Chengfeng sneered and said, "Okay, but I have things to do after the competition, so I won't have much time in the next ten years.

Senior Brother Yang, please set a date ten years from now. By then, I will see if I have time to fight with you~"

“You!” Yang Jing suppressed his anger, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the four-winged dark dragon beast and said, “Okay, then let’s set it for ten years! I can wait!!”

This is Yang Jing's last stubbornness. If the other person doesn't take action, you can't force him to fight with you, right?

Moreover, he had received the message from the ancestor, asking him to go back and not to bother him anymore.

As Yang Jing walked off the stage, Situ Xian got excited again and shouted, "Pan Chengfeng! I want to fight you with a few moves, do you dare?"

Yang Jing was no match for him, so wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with Situ Xian? Just when he was about to teach Situ Xian a lesson, a beautiful figure flew over and shouted from a distance: "Ride the wind~Ride the wind~~"

Everyone looked over and saw Xin'er flying to the stage with a look of joy on her face. In full view of everyone, she threw herself into Pan Chengfeng's arms.

Situ Xian was biting his teeth so hard that they were about to break. A group of monks also cast envious glances at him.

Pan Chengfeng hugged Xin'er and smiled, "Why are you here, Xin'er? Didn't Grandmaster Guo stop you?"

Xin'er buried her little head in Pan Chengfeng's chest and said in a buzzing voice: "Third Master said you won, so I came. I don't know why he didn't stop me~"

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "The old guy is quite sensible. He originally wanted to teach Situ Xian a lesson and continue to slap the Beast Taming Sect in the face, but now he has to give up~"

"Pan Chengfeng, let go of our sect's Saint Girl!" Situ Xian said coldly, "How long are you going to hold me in front of everyone?!"

Pan Chengfeng began to ignore Situ Xian again. He stroked Xin'er's hair and said, "Let's go to my cave and talk. Qian'er is here too~"

Xin'er was startled when she heard that, and quickly looked up and around, finally seeing Qian'er, Shuang'er and the others there.

Qian'er smiled and nodded to Xin'er, who quickly left Pan Chengfeng's embrace and said, "Well, then, let's go to your cave and talk again~"

Pan Chengfeng took Xin'er's hand and came to Qian'er and said, "Let's go back. The family will be reunited. Hahaha~~~"

"Pan Chengfeng!" Situ Xian was almost going crazy, and shouted with red eyes: "Are you scared?! You don't dare to compete with me?!"

Pan Chengfeng dug his ear with his little finger and said, "Don't be so loud, I can hear you.

Situ Xian, if you want to compete, there are plenty of opportunities. Let’s have a competition to see who’s better. I don’t have time now~”

With that, Pan Chengfeng flew away with the girls, and there was a lot of discussion in the martial arts arena.

Ge Sicong, Li Ke and another genius of the Ghost Control Sect, Ge Siqin, watched the whole story from beginning to end, and nodded slightly with a serious look on their faces.

Li Ke sent a voice message: "What do you two brothers think of Pan Chengfeng? Can you take him down?"

Ge Sicong said: “I have heard a lot of rumors before, but now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I still find it incredible.

Although he defeated Yang Jing with a trick, his strength is unquestionable. Did you notice the last move of the Thunder and Fire Technique? It was extremely powerful! I don't think I can handle it. "

Ge Siqin chuckled and said, "My cousin, there is no need to be modest. That move is indeed very powerful, but it is almost impossible to hit us who have learned the ghost movement technique.

However, in this fight, neither of them fully exerted their strength, especially Yang Jing. I felt aggrieved for him. If it were me, I probably wouldn’t be able to hold back.”

Li Ke said with a gloomy face: "This Pan Chengfeng is famous for his meanness. Yang Jing was too careless. Otherwise, he would be invincible with only the seventh-level spirit pet!"

The three of them were expressing their own opinions. On the other side, several disciples of Qingyun Sect also looked serious.

There had always been a rift between Huo Nan of the Qingyun Sect and Pan Chengfeng. At the last moment in the Withered Bone Realm, not only was the Demon Companion Grass taken away by Pan Chengfeng, but he also beat him up.

Now his face was full of anger, as if he was the one who was defeated, he said: "My fellow disciples, if you encounter Pan Chengfeng in the future, you must be careful of his tricks! Don't fall into his trap!"

Another disciple said calmly: “Junior Brother Huo, although Pan Chengfeng defeated Yang Jing with a trick, his strength should not be underestimated.

Fortunately, I came to watch today. Everyone should pay attention to his last move of Thunder and Fire, the destructive power is very close to that of a cultivator in the Fusion Realm."

Huo Nan said disdainfully: "Brother Shi, do you think too highly of him?"

Shi Haoxuan, the number one person in the Qingyun Sect who has reached the level of Refining Void, has reached the perfection of Refining Void and is a talented disciple who is being focused on training by the Qingyun Sect.

The reason why he did not attend the Dry Bone Realm this time was because he had already been there when the Dry Bone Realm opened a thousand years ago.

It's that kind of place, except for Pan Chengfeng who likes to go there, no one is willing to go there a second time, unless they are offered attractive conditions that cannot be refused.

Shi Haoxuan knew Huo Nan's character and was unwilling to waste time arguing with him, so he said calmly, "Go back and report what happened here to the Great Elder, and let him make the decision~"

Jiang Chen and several disciples were about to leave Guiyi Sect when he suddenly realized that Jin Ping'er didn't seem to want to move. He asked curiously, "Junior Sister Jin, what are you looking at? Let's go back~"

What was Jin Ping'er looking at? Of course, she was watching Pan Chengfeng leave with a group of women, but she didn't dare to show it, and quickly covered it up, "Brother, your spirit is strong, do you think Pan Chengfeng's strength can surpass yours?"

Jiang Chen sighed inwardly. He knew that most of the people who came to watch this competition were shocked.

A cultivator at the seventh level of the Golden Core Realm could actually defeat Yang Jing, who was at the great perfection of the Refined Void Realm and possessed a seventh-level spiritual pet. His worldview was completely destroyed.

However, we cannot help others to be more ambitious and destroy our own prestige. Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said, "If I fight him one-on-one, I have a 60% chance of winning. But fighting is not just about cultivation, but also about the ability to respond to emergencies.

Although Pan Chengfeng is young, he has a very strong fighting consciousness. I don’t know how the Yu Lei Sect cultivated such a monster.”

During the years that Pan Chengfeng spent in the Red Mountains, he had to hunt monsters almost every day.

There was no other way. One monster was only enough for Pan Chengfeng to eat for three or four meals. In order to fill his stomach, he had to keep fighting.

Although he had only stayed in the mountains for six or seven years, he had experienced many times more battles than these talented disciples.