Outside the forest!
"Of course there is!"
Wu Zhengjun said proudly with his fingers interlocked and his arms swinging up and down.
As a talented direct descendant of the Wu Clan, Wu Zhengjun deeply felt the pressure that Yu Hongzhi brought to the clan. He also personally experienced the humiliation that the Yu Clan brought to them.
Ever since Yu Hongzhi's accidental death, the mountain that had been weighing on their heads had disappeared. For the younger generation of the Cheng Clan and Wu Clan, their greatest wish was to defeat Yu Haoran and take revenge on Yu Hongzhi for the humiliation and depression they felt when they were suppressed by him.
Unfortunately, when they wanted to find Yu Haoran for revenge, they found out that he had been banished from the clan by the Great Elder and demoted to a servant. Thus, they lost the chance to take revenge.
Thinking of the outside world's evaluation of the Yu Clan's Grand Elder, Wu Zhengjun originally thought that he would never be able to see Yu Haoran again in this lifetime. But what he didn't expect was that in order to prepare for the sect's disciple selection competition a month later, he would unexpectedly encounter Yu Haoran while adventuring alone in the primitive jungle.
Although he knew very well that Yu Haoran, who was demoted to a servant, was suppressed by the Great Elder and others, and was perhaps an ordinary person who had never cultivated before. With his cultivation as a peak fifth grade Martial Disciple, it was beneath his dignity to humiliate an ordinary person. However, the accumulated humiliation in his heart made him unable to control the urge to take revenge.
"Yu Haoran, as the saying goes, a tiger father will not beget a dog son. Your father was the number one genius of Ping Yang City and was also the number one expert of Ping Yang City. As his son, your talent and strength should not be too bad."
"Today, I, Wu Zhengjun, as a member of the younger generation of the Wu Clan, formally challenge you, Yu Haoran. I wonder if you have the guts to accept?" Wu Zhengjun said provocatively.
"Make your move!"
Since he could not avoid it, he could only face it calmly. Yu Haoran said with an indifferent expression.
However, he would control his strength and limits and try not to hurt Wu Zhengjun, one of his few good friends in his previous life.
"Ah!"
"Oh!" “
"Good, you have guts!"
Originally, Wu Zhengjun thought that Yu Haoran would refuse. He had already planned to use humiliation to force Yu Haoran to agree to the challenge. However, Yu Haoran's indifference surprised him, and it took him a while to react.
Subsequently, he mobilized 30% of his essence energy and prepared to make a move.
He mobilized 30% of his Origin Power because he only wanted to teach Yu Haoran a lesson and release the humiliation and depression that had accumulated in his heart. He didn't want to heavily injure him, let alone take his life.
After everything was ready, the cautious Wu Zhengjun did not act rashly. Instead, he stared closely at Yu Haoran, looking for his flaws and the best time to strike.
However, after more than a minute of observation, he found that Yu Haoran did not have a single flaw on his body, which made him question himself.
Someone who could not be seen through by him had either reached a very high level of cultivation or was an expert with rich battle experience who knew how to hide his flaws.
However, considering Yu Haoran's age and his current awkward situation, Wu Zhengjun concluded that his cultivation was at most at the peak of first-grade Martial Disciple, and he was not an expert who had experienced hundreds of battles.
To be able to hide his flaws, it must be a secret technique left behind by his father, Yu Hongzhi.
When he had just returned to Ping Yang City, his cultivation was only at the peak of eighth-grade Martial Master, but he relied on a secret technique that could increase his strength to defeat the Ping Yang City's mayor, who was at the peak of ninth-grade Martial Master.
Wu Zhengjun subconsciously increased the 30% of his Origin Power that he had mobilized by another 30%.
Just as he secretly increased his Origin Power by 30%, Yu Haoran, who was already prepared, could not help but frown and turn his head to look behind him.
After his rebirth, although he had lost the power of a peak Martial King and his soul, he still had the instincts of a Martial King.
Just a moment ago, he vaguely felt a trace of danger approaching and instinctively turned his head to look.
Yu Haoran unexpectedly turned his head to look, causing Yu Haoran, who was about to make a move, to be stunned. He then looked in front of him, but there was nothing abnormal in front of him. This made him suspect whether Yu Haoran's turn was a trap.
"Yu Haoran, what is the meaning of this? Are you going to make a move or not? "Wu Zhengjun asked unhappily.
"Wait a moment!" Without turning his head, Yu Haoran signaled.
A minute later, just as Wu Zhengjun was getting impatient and was about to make a move, a group of people suddenly walked out from behind Yu Haoran.
"Cheng Zhangyu!" After seeing the handsome and extraordinary young man in the group, Wu Zhengjun could not help but exclaim.
Following Wu Zhengjun's exclamation, Yu Haoran's furrowed brows also relaxed with the appearance of the group of people. At the same time, he understood why he felt the danger approaching.
Cheng Zhangyu, the strongest peerless genius of the Cheng Clan's younger generation. His cultivation talent was not inferior to Yu Siqi's before she was crippled. Together with the Yu Clan's Yu Haocheng and the Wu Clan's Wu Zhenghao, they were known as the Three Great Young Masters of Ping Yang City.
A year ago, Cheng Zhangyu's cultivation had already reached the peak of the sixth grade Martial Disciple.
Now, a year had passed. With his outstanding talent, tenacity, and the Cheng Clan's meticulous cultivation, Cheng Zhangyu's cultivation had probably advanced to the peak of the eighth grade Martial Disciple. It was even possible for him to open the last two meridians and advance to the ninth grade Martial Disciple.
With his current cultivation of the fourth grade Martial Disciple, it would be difficult for him to overcome the gap of five grades to defeat Cheng Zhangyu.
Unless he was willing to overdraft a part of his potential and use a secret method to increase his strength.
"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Yu Clan, Yu Haoran?!"
Just as Yu Haoran noticed Cheng Zhangyu and the others, Cheng Zhangyu and the others also noticed him.
When they saw Yu Haoran, who had been expelled from the Yu Clan and demoted to a handyman, suddenly appear outside the primitive jungle, one of the Cheng Clan's disciples beside Cheng Zhangyu exclaimed.
Glancing at Yu Haoran from head to toe, Cheng Zhangyu's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain. After leaving the word "trash", he directly walked past Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun, and then walked towards the primitive jungle.
The other Cheng Clan's disciples also looked at Yu Haoran with disdain, and then followed closely behind.
Facing Cheng Zhangyu's contempt, Yu Haoran's expression was calm, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart. He only coldly looked at the Cheng Clan's disciples who were constantly approaching the primitive jungle.
Just as Cheng Zhangyu walked to the edge of the primitive jungle and was about to step into the jungle, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to a Cheng Clan's disciple whose cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth grade Martial Disciple.
"Cheng Li, go teach that trash a lesson. Let him know that the current Yu Clan is no longer the Yu Clan of a year ago. In the future, when he sees our Cheng Clan's disciples, his attitude should be a bit more respectful."
After giving the order, Cheng Zhangyu made a special gesture and then stepped into the jungle.
"Brother Cheng Li, when you make a move, pay attention to propriety. You must not play the young master of the Yu Clan to death."
"That's right, cousin Cheng Li. After all, he is the young master of the Yu Clan. His status is honorable!"
Just as Cheng Zhangyu stepped into the jungle, the other Cheng Clan's disciples seemed to be taking care of him, but in fact, they were mocking him.
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