"Little Brother, don't panic …!" Lin Fan smiled calmly and extended his hand, gesturing for Lin Fan to calm down.
Towards Monkey Steals Peaches, Lin Fan truly had to thank Wang Xiaoliu. If not for the fact that the latter had given this skill to him so selflessly, he might not have been able to have such a smooth sailing life.
This skill was heaven defying, and not just any normal kind of heaven defying. All these years, with this skill, Lin Fan had gained so many advantages.
As for why Wang Xiaoliu could not cultivate it to such a level, Lin Fan was puzzled as well.
Perhaps this cultivation method was personally created for him.
The rest of the punching bags from the Saint Devil Sect looked at the person in front of them and were slightly stunned. He looked familiar, but they couldn't remember.
Back in Saint Devil Sect, even though Lin Fan was famous as a punching bag, not everyone knew him.
Now that two years had passed, some of the punching bags in Qiankun Sect had been killed by the disciples of Qiankun Sect. There were not many punching bags left now.
...
"Who are you?" The Qiankun Sect disciple glared at Lin Fan coldly.
They had not expected this man to know these punching bags. That was strange.
"Xiaoliu, did this sect participate in the annihilation of the sect back then?" Lin Fan ignored the questions of these disciples and asked Wang Xiaoliu instead.
"Yes, they are from Qiankun Sect." Wang Xiaoliu replied hurriedly.
The moment Wang Xiaoliu replied, the face of the Qiankun Sect disciple turned cold. With a roar, he wanted to slice off Wang Xiaoliu's head.
"Hmph." Looking at how this disciple dared to strike, Lin Fan snorted and disappeared from where he was. From his storage, he took out a pair of special gloves.
'Monkey Steals Peaches! '
In a flash, no one could see what had happened clearly. However, that disciple was lying on the ground with both hands clutching his crotch, crying out in pain.
This disciple could only feel despair in his life. The pain in his balls was surging up his heart.
"Xiaoliu, you passed Monkey Steals Peaches to me back then. Today, I shall use this skill to show you how strong it is." Lin Fan had wanted to kill him with a single slap. But now, he had a change of heart.
He felt that he should give Wang Xiaoliu some confidence.
Wang Xiaoliu's family skills had been passed down for a few generations, but no one had been able to comprehend the essence of it. Hence, it was a decline. If Wang Xiaoliu did not let Monkey Steals Peaches shine, he might even lose hope for this skill.
And Lin Fan had already upgraded "Monkey Steals Peach" to "Twisting Heaven and Earth", which naturally had many uses.
However, the instincts of 《Monkey Steals Peach》 would not be suppressed. Today, he would suppress this martial technique and let it display the strongest side of 《Monkey Steals Peach》.
Wang Xiaoliu stared blankly at Lin Fan. He didn't expect his big brother to use Monkey Steals Peach against the enemy.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoliu suddenly had the urge to cry.
He had always believed that his family's cultivation technique was very powerful, but for many generations, no one had been able to comprehend its use. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a lowly technique. But now, in the hands of his boss, he saw hope.
Looking at the rolling Qiankun Sect disciple on the ground, Wang Xiaoliu had a weird feeling in his heart.
Could this be the power of Monkey Steals Peach?
"Little Six, Monkey Steals Peach is a skill that defies the heavens. It has the ability to ignore everything and can cause unbearable damage to the opponent." Lin Fan said calmly.
Wang Xiaoliu looked at Lin Fan quietly, then at the disciple. His heart was filled with excitement.
This was the power of his family's "Monkey Steals Peach". It was simply too powerful.
When the surrounding Qiankun Sect disciples caught sight of this, they stumbled back in shock.
When they saw their Senior Brother's miserable state, they felt a chill in their hearts.
What a ruthless move.
"ARGH …! IT HURTS …!" The disciple screamed out in agony. His initially flushed face was now pale as a sheet. In fact, he even had thoughts of killing himself right now.
In fact, he even had the thought of dying if he didn't cover his crotch.
Pain. This was way too painful. It was unbearable!
"Which young lad dares to act so insolently in my Qiankun Sect?" Just then, a few figures appeared on the training grounds.
"Grandmaster …!"
"Elder …!"
Looking at these people, Lin Fan's lips curled into a cold smile. This was especially the case for the Grandmaster. Lin Fan would never ever forget this fella.
"Who are you?" Qian Kunzi looked at the young man before him, then at the disciple who was rolling on the ground. Frowning, he barked out.
The arrival of Qian Kunzi had Wang Xiaoliu and the other punching bags feeling their hearts skip a beat. They were afraid of Qian Kunzi from the bottom of their hearts.
This was a horrifying man.
At the same time, Wang Xiaoliu and the others could not help but feel worried.
It had only been two years. Even though they knew that their Big Bro was strong, he might not be a match for Qian Kunzi even if he had grown stronger in these two years.
"Grandmaster, why are we wasting our breath on him? How dare he barge into Qiankun Sect? Let's take him down first." A bald elder said.
"Hmph. Since when does this place belong to Qiankun Sect? It should belong to Saint Devil Sect." Lin Fan looked at Qian Kunzi.
Lin Fan's heart was burning with rage. However, he suppressed it slowly.
If he were to die too easily, he would be letting the other party off easy.
Later on, he would have to torture the other party well. He would have to let him know what the Lin Family's torture was like.
The moment Lin Fan's words came out, the faces of Qian Kunzi and the others changed, "Just who in the world are you?"
Even though two years had passed, Qian Kunzi and the others still had a bad feeling about this.
"Take a closer look. Do you remember now?" Lin Fan said calmly as he glared at Qian Kunzi.
Looking at Lin Fan, Qian Kunzi's face changed as though he had recalled something, "It's you. You're that remnant spawn."
"Remnant spawn? Now that's a little awkward. But that's fine too. I'm that remnant spawn." Lin Fan smiled helplessly.
"The God Blood is with you." Qian Kunzi's face turned frosty. He then burst out laughing, "There's a path to Heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no door to Hell, and yet you insist on coming to me. I've been searching for you for two years. To think that you'd send yourself to me on your own accord.
The moment Lin Fan heard about the God Blood, he was enraged as well. He had already absorbed the God Blood, but he did not know of its uses. It was as though it was useless.
The Saint Devil Sect was destroyed because of this God Blood.
Not worth it …! This was way too not worth it!
Qian Kunzi sized up Lin Fan carefully. His aura was weak. Seemed like his cultivation state wasn't that high either. In the past two years, the nine major sects had been searching for this man with all their might. But it was as though he had vanished into thin air.
That old fogey, Old Master Saint Devil, did have some capabilities after all. To think that he could hide someone so deeply.
"Big Bro …!" Wang Xiaoliu looked at Lin Fan worriedly.
Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled. He took a step forward, "Grandmaster Qian Kunzi, that's right. I've sent myself to you. Why? You guys aren't thinking of killing me, are you?"
Looking at Lin Fan, Qian Kunzi burst out laughing, "As long as you behave yourself, I guarantee that your life will not be in danger."
To Qian Kunzi, this guy was just a piece of trash two years ago. Even if he had met with some encounters in the past two years, how much stronger could he have gotten? Naturally, he did not take him to heart.
But just then, a voice rang out.
"Monkey Steals Peaches."
"Ah …!"
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Qian Kunzi's expression, which was originally filled with excitement, suddenly became incomparably sinister.
It was as though the most tragic thing in his life had just happened. Clutching his crotch with both hands, he squatted down slowly.
A tragic cry rang out through the entire Qian Kunzi Sect.
That voice was tragic and pitiful. There was nothing in the world more tragic than this.
Towards Qian Kunzi's tragic expression, Lin Fan could not be bothered in the slightest bit. He then turned around slowly and looked at Wang Xiaoliu.
"Did you see that? The essence isn't to just barge in. Instead, it's to strike when the enemy is unprepared. But of course, for the sake of health, you've got to prepare some gloves first. It's hard to tell if a malnourished old man like this is sick or not. "
Looking at everything, Wang Xiaoliu nodded his head blankly.
"Daddy! Our Monkey Steals Peaches is finally going to shine! Even a Grandmaster of a big sect has fallen for it!" Wang Xiaoliu looked up into the skies. Two streams of hot tears flowed down his cheeks. This was a sign of his excitement.
At the same time, he was starting to understand the essence of Monkey Steals Peaches.
Despicable. Strike when the enemy is unprepared.
Such a simple logic! Why can't we understand it?
How many generations of people have lived their lives in vain?
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