Duan Yun had never placed Bu Fang in his eyes. In his eyes, if one wasn't a Supreme-Being, then there was no need to pay any attention to him.
In this mere training ground, Duan Yun was confident that he would be invincible among his peers. He could easily kill anyone below the Supreme-Being level.
His confidence came from his background and his own strength and trump cards.
However, the black wok in front of him … had completely smashed his confidence, causing him to be at a loss.
It was just a wok. He felt that he could smash it into pieces with a single slap.
However, reality was always so cruel.
Duan Yun slammed his palm against the black wok, but to his surprise, the black wok did not budge at all. The huge rebounding force caused his palm to go numb, but the black wok remained unscathed.
He was dumbfounded. A huge force pressed down on his arm, causing the black wok to smash down on his head.
Thump …
With a melodious thud, Duan Yun's head was smashed. His entire body was thrown into disarray. It was as if countless stars were floating in front of him.
His ears buzzed incessantly. His vision became blurry and his ears buzzed. He was completely dumbfounded.
Bu Fang single-handedly grabbed the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and moved closer to Duan Yun.
After all, Duan Yun's cultivation was extremely strong. Although the Black Turtle Constellation Wok made him dizzy, he quickly recovered. This fellow was even stronger than the Blood Guard at the peak of the eighth grade.
His vision was blurry. Duan Yun finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. An expressionless face fell into his eyes.
When he came back to his senses, his pupils shrank.
"He didn't faint … Let's do it again."
Bu Fang muttered. Because they were very close, Bu Fang's mutterings fell into Duan Yun's ears.
The corners of Duan Yun's mouth twitched. He opened his mouth to say something, but Bu Fang couldn't be bothered with him.
He grabbed the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. With a bang, Duan Yun was knocked unconscious again.
Even though he was an eighth grade War-God, he was still knocked unconscious by a wok. Duan Yun was definitely crying in his heart.
Bu Fang held the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in one hand and the unconscious Duan Yun in the other.
The raging flames also gradually dissipated as Duan Yun fainted.
Rip!
With a loud explosion, the sonic boom of a bowstring tearing came from the depths of the forest in the distance.
An arrow shining with the light of True Qi shot toward Bu Fang's head at the speed of a shooting star.
The might of this arrow was extremely terrifying. It was much stronger than the Clear Sky Pagoda's disciples below.
Bu Fang felt a scorching hot gust of wind cutting at him, as if it wanted to cut his skin.
He instinctively placed the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in front of him.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the arrow smashed into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. Then, a burst of sparks flew out and fell into the distance.
Green smoke curled around Bu Fang's hand. Then, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok disappeared.
Bu Fang exhaled and shook his slightly numb palm. He grabbed the unconscious Duan Yun and the Lion Head Demonic Potato in his hand and turned around to leave.
Xiao Bai raised his mechanical arm and scratched his round head. The purple glow in his mechanical eyes faded and turned into a rosy red.
Looking at Bu Fang's back as he left, the others didn't have the guts to step forward and say anything.
He knocked out an eighth grade War-God who had crushed so many of their Clear Sky Pagoda's experts with just two wok strikes. Who was this fellow who was swinging a wok around? Why was he so terrifying?
Ye Pang's face was filled with excitement. It turned out that Bu Fang was actually an unfathomable expert. He actually … misjudged him.
The woman and the stern-faced man were embarrassed. They recalled the advice they gave to Bu Fang and suddenly felt that it was ridiculous.
Initially, they thought that they had saved Bu Fang from the wolves. However, they didn't expect that even without them, the pack of wolves would have become Bu Fang's delicacies.
They had thought too highly of themselves, and had even put on a show in front of such a powerhouse …
How embarrassing.
Fortunately, Bu Fang didn't pay attention to them. Otherwise, they really wouldn't know how to face Bu Fang.
Swoosh.
Several figures dashed out from the dense forest, and at the very front was a rather beautiful young girl.
"Sister!"
Ye Pang's eyes lit up when he saw the beautiful figure. He waved his arm at the young lady and shouted.
Ye Ziling felt a chill in her heart when she saw the miserable appearance of the crowd and the residual heat in the air. Without a doubt, her reinforcements came a little too late.
However, she was also somewhat puzzled in her heart. Before she rushed over, she saw a figure standing in front of Ye Pang. That figure seemed somewhat familiar to her, but when she rushed over, that figure had already disappeared.
"Why do I feel that that figure is somewhat familiar …" Ye Ziling furrowed her pretty brows and thought carefully. However, after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out. After all, it was just a glimpse.
She didn't expect that she would stop thinking about it. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that many experts from the Clear Sky Pagoda were still alive. Although many disciples had fallen, there were still many survivors.
"You brat, be obedient and go back. This time, you almost scared me to death!" Although Ye Ziling was silly, she still acted like an elder sister in front of Ye Pang and scolded him with dissatisfaction.
She didn't act like a shadow following behind Ni Yan at all.
Ye Pang grinned and then excitedly recounted the battle to Ye Ziling. He vividly described Bu Fang's unfathomable appearance.
…
Duan Yun felt a jolt and a pain in his head that felt like it was about to explode.
He sucked in a breath of cold air and slowly opened his eyes. Then, he saw a pitch-black night sky that was constantly moving backward. In the distance, the first glimmer of dawn could already be seen.
Thump, thump, thump …
Duan Yun felt as if his head was constantly moving up and down. It was rubbing against the ground and he felt a burning pain.
When he woke up, his eyes widened. Then, he discovered that he was being dragged on the ground by someone by his feet …
This position was very awkward.
Duan Yun felt an unprecedented humiliation, so he began to struggle.
"Who are you? Let me go!
Do you know who I am? You unruly commoner of the training ground! "
Bu Fang grabbed Duan Yun's leg and suddenly realized that Duan Yun, who was behind him, seemed to have woken up and was chattering non-stop.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows and turned his head to look at the gray-haired man who was glaring at him. The corners of his mouth twitched. Green smoke curled around his hand and the heavy Black Turtle Constellation Wok appeared once more.
Duan Yun looked at the black wok in fear and then at the expressionless Bu Fang. Then, he realized that the black wok was growing larger in his eyes.
Dong … He was knocked unconscious again.
However, with his constitution, he quickly regained consciousness. Bu Fang furrowed his brows and knocked him again.
When he woke up for the third time, Duan Yun stopped struggling and lay lifelessly on the ground, allowing Bu Fang to drag him along.
Since Duan Yun did not grumble, Bu Fang was too lazy to knock him out. He quickly walked out of the valley and found a good location before putting Duan Yun down.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter. Soon, sunlight shone down from the outside and passed through the gaps between the leaves. It was reflected on the ground as though it was covered with crushed gold.
Duan Yun finally felt the pressure from the black wok disappear. He struggled to get up from the ground and rubbed his swollen head. He looked at the figure in the distance with grief and indignation.
Looking at the figure, Duan Yun became even more indignant.
He discovered that the Lion Head Demonic Potato he snatched from the Clear Sky Pagoda experts had fallen into the hands of the wok demon!
The wok demon examined the Lion Head Demonic Potato for a while before turning his head to look at Duan Yun expressionlessly. His bright eyes gave Duan Yun a bad premonition.
"Do you want to taste the delicacies of the mortal world?" the demon asked calmly.
Duan Yun was taken aback. "Ah?"
"Don't be afraid. I just want to borrow your fire to roast the sweet potato … Oh, no, the demonic potato."
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