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Chapter 15

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Outside the primitive forest!

"Reckless Bull Stirring the Moon!"

The familiar feeling that kept surging in his heart made Yu Haoran want to use martial techniques to his heart's content. He wanted to quickly recover his understanding of the Reckless Bull Fist Technique from his previous life, and he wanted to quickly practice those powerful martial techniques.

Therefore, he did not delay and continued to use the other moves of the Reckless Bull Fist Technique.

Unfortunately, although Cheng Li was not seriously injured by that punch, it still affected his following performance. Whether it was dodging or counterattacking, they were not as fast and powerful as before, so he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

After exchanging a few blows, Yu Haoran's originally excited expression gradually calmed down. When he felt that his opponent could no longer let him deepen his understanding of the Reckless Bull Fist Technique, he gave up on the idea of sparring with him.

Taking advantage of one of Cheng Li's flaws, Lou Cheng heavily struck Cheng Li's abdomen with the Soaring Fist of the foundational fist technique.

Taking advantage of the fact that Cheng Li was bent over in pain and had difficulty concentrating, he quickly lifted his left leg and landed a heavy blow on his forehead with his knee. Cheng Li wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't even have the time to say a few threatening words before he died.

After killing Cheng Li, Yu Haoran's gaze turned towards Wu Zhengjun. The battle intent in his eyes kept surging, causing Wu Zhengjun to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"As the saying goes, a tiger father will not beget a dog son. Young Master Yu's strength is admirable. I, Wu Zhengjun, do not believe that my strength is on par with yours."

Seeing Yu Haoran's eyes filled with battle intent, Wu Jun could not help but shiver and quickly said with a smile.

Wu Zhengjun was not even a match for Cheng Li who had mastered the Shadow Snake Hand to a certain degree. Therefore, he knew that he was not even a match for Yu Haoran who could easily defeat and kill Cheng Li.

"You don't have to be humble. Actually, your strength is very strong. Even I do not have full confidence that I can defeat you!"

Taking a deep breath and calming the battle intent that kept surging in his heart, Yu Haoran spoke the truth.

Wu Zhengjun's physique was a very special kind of hidden physique. It was the kind of physique that made him more courageous the more he was pushed to the brink. The more desperate he was, the more he could unleash his strength.

Now, with his cultivation as a fourth grade Martial Disciple, it would not be easy for him to defeat Wu Zhengjun, who had reached the peak of the fifth grade Martial Disciple and possessed a special physique.

Unless he was willing to overdraft a portion of his potential and use a secret technique that could increase his strength.

However, his goal in entering the primeval forest this time was to fight for spirit herbs that could increase one's vitality and potential. He didn't want to waste too much time on Wu Zhengjun.

Originally, Wu Zhengjun thought that Yu Haoran, who could easily kill Cheng Li, would be as arrogant and condescending as Cheng Zhangyu just now. Yu Haoran would take the opportunity to humiliate and even kill him. Therefore, Wu Zhengjun had secretly prepared to escape.

But what he didn't expect was that Yu Haoran's attitude towards him would be so gentle.

Yu Haoran's amiable attitude made Wu Zhengjun feel very ashamed. He was ashamed that he wanted to rely on his superior strength to ruthlessly humiliate his opponent.

"Young Master Yu, there is less than a month until the Sect Selection Competition. Why don't we choose that time to challenge each other?"

"Sure!" Nodding his head, Yu Haoran agreed.

Although the final results of the Sect Selection Competition would affect the selection of the Sect, the Sect's principle of selecting disciples was to pay attention to the performance of the contestants during the competition.

Fighting with Wu Zhengjun, who had a special physique and could become more courageous the more he fought, could not only increase his battle experience, but also reveal his talent and strength. It would be easier to attract the attention of the Sect.

Of course, Yu Haoran didn't need to attract too much attention from the Sect. He only needed to attract the attention of the Sect from his previous life. It would be enough for him to return to the Sect and return to the Sect.

At the same time, he also hoped to use his own pressure to make Wu Zhengjun reveal his special physique. Through this, he could gain Wu Zhengjun's goodwill and friendship.

"Also, I am not the Young Clan Leader of the Yu Clan, nor am I the Young Master of some large Clan."

"If you, Wu Zhengjun, think highly of me, then call me Haoran in the future!

"Goodbye!" Clasping his hands, Yu Haoran said goodbye and then turned to enter the dense primitive forest.

"Phew …!" Looking at Yu Haoran who turned to enter the dense primitive forest, Wu Zhengjun couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Then, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

Because of his age and status, although he didn't know what Yu Haoran had experienced in the Yu Clan, he knew that Yu Haoran had just reached adulthood and had only been exposed to martial arts for a month.

In just over a month's time, his cultivation had reached the fourth grade of Martial Disciple, and his strength had reached the sixth grade of Martial Disciple. The cultivation and strength that Yu Haoran had just revealed shocked Wu Zhengjun, and he had a vague feeling in his heart.

He felt that in a few years' time, Yu Haoran, with his monstrous talent, would definitely become the next Yu Hongzhi. He might even surpass Yu Hongzhi and become the first person in Ping Yang City to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm.

With the Wu Clan's current revenge and coercion against the Yu Clan, the grudge between the two Clans would definitely deepen.

When Yu Haoran truly matured, the Wu Clan would most likely be in danger. They might even be in danger of being exterminated. Therefore, he wanted to immediately return to the Wu Clan and inform them that they needed to be wary of Yu Haoran. It would be best if they could send Martial Warriors or Martial Masters to directly eliminate Yu Haoran and eliminate the hidden danger in advance.

However, when he thought of Yu Haoran's attitude towards him and the prejudice and injustice that the Wu Clan had towards him, he hesitated.

"Forget it! Life and death are up to fate. If Yu Haoran really exterminated the Wu Clan, I'll just fight him to the death. "

After weighing the pros and cons, Wu Zhengjun gave up on the idea of informing Wu Zhengjun.

Then, he walked to Cheng Li's corpse and bent down to lift it up. Then, he entered the dense primitive forest!

…!

"Die!" His heavy fist, which contained 80% of his elemental energy, directly knocked down a Level Ten, Grade Six Spotted Blue Tiger that was about two meters tall and five meters long.

Looking at the Spotted Blue Tiger that fell to the ground and let out a few blood-curdling screams before finally dying, Yu Haoran's expression became serious.

He didn't know if it was because of his bad luck or if something was about to happen in the dense primitive forest. Ever since he entered the dense primitive forest, he had been constantly being attacked by ferocious beasts and strange beasts.

At first, it was still okay. He only encountered ordinary beasts. With his strength, he only needed to glare and shout to scare them away.

However, after he entered the dense primitive forest for a few miles, he began to be attacked by strange beasts.

Although the strength of these strange beasts was average and most of them were low level Level Ten beasts, there were too many of them. Moreover, they didn't fear death and wouldn't stop until they died. This caused him to be in a lot of trouble.

After all, he was only a Grade Four Martial Disciple. The amount of elemental energy in his dantian was limited. It would be difficult for him to hold on for a long time.

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