The simple-looking gray-robed male Fan San Yuan also glanced at the white-robed young man by the side: "My Summer Wind Ancient Nation has a vast territory with many experts. Even if the entire Black Devil Four Nations were added up, it would merely be a small corner of the Summer Wind Ancient Nation. My Fan Clan is one of the three great clans in the Summer Wind Ancient Nation. There are many Cosmos Gods guiding us, and we have all sorts of treasures aiding us. Furthermore, we have the most suitable secret impartation technique that could lead us to the peak! If we can't even defeat a little brat from the Black Devil Four Nations, then it would truly be a disgrace to this generation of our Fan Clan's younger generation. "
Although Fan San Yuan appeared gentle, he was very proud and aloof in his heart.
His temperament was more similar to that of the Summer Clan's disciples. He did not like to slaughter, but he still had an instinctive sense of contempt towards foreign countries! It would be a disgrace if they couldn't match up to the experts from other countries!
"Yiqian is good at using brute force to break through techniques. That is the best way to counter him. Let's use this to see how strong he is," Fan San Yuan thought.
Very soon.
Monarch Andromeda brought the five of them back to their residence and descended on the mountain peak.
"In a few months, it will be the competition between the three clans." Monarch Andromeda swept his gaze over them. "You must do your best. If you two Guest Elders fail, the promised rewards will be greatly reduced."
Dongbo Xue Ying and King Sauron were filled with battle intent.
Naturally, he had to do his best to succeed.
Back then, they had agreed that they would only be rewarded with ten thousand contribution points after the mission was completed. The Fan Clan's rule had always been … for the mercenaries and honored guests to accept the mission, they would naturally be rewarded in full if they succeeded. But if they failed, the Fan Clan would not be as generous as before. If a mission failed, there would usually be no credit. Some missions were special. Even if there was no merit, there would still be hard work. For example, this time, both Dongbo Xue Ying and King Sauron had their own missions. If they failed, they would only receive 10% of the 'merit'!
After saying that, Monarch Andromeda turned into a streak of light and left.
Dongbo Xue Ying turned around and returned to his house.
King Sauron also returned to his residence.
And the three core disciples of the Fan Clan looked at each other.
"King Sauron." The green-armored skinny man, Fan Yi Qian, shouted. He then directly entered King Sauron's residence. King Sauron looked at the green-armored skinny man with puzzlement, "I wonder what's the matter?"
"Hehe, from the Icy Plains Tribe? You seem pretty powerful. You dare to fight with me? " Fan Yi Qian sneered, his face naturally filled with contempt. This was not a deliberate provocation, but rather his personality was like this!
Upon seeing this, King Sauron's face sank and his eyes were filled with an ominous glint.
He had swept across many tribes in the Icy Plains … and had even fought with many Cosmos Gods. It had been a very long time since anyone dared to look down on him in the chaotic Icy Plains Tribe.
This was the Fan Clan! Hence, King Sauron felt that he was keeping a low profile since he came from one of the apex clans in the entire Realm Heart Great Land.
But since he had stepped on his head, how could he avoid it?
"Alright." King Sauron grinned and said, "Then I shall accompany you."
"Haha, this feels great."
Fan Yiqian bellowed. A simple and unadorned bronze long rod appeared in his hand and he swung it. There were surging thunderbolts on the long rod. In almost an instant, the long rod had already smashed in front of King Sauron.
…
Rumble ~ ~ ~
This was an extremely brutal and barbaric battle.
One of them was the most tyrannical Primal Chaos expert in the Fan Clan, and he was known for his strength! His degree of barbarism was far beyond that of Fan Tian Chong!
The other was someone who had swept across many tribes in the Icy Plains. He relied on true slaughter to forge his name, and even the higher-ups of the Fan Clan took the initiative to invite him over.
…
"Mn?" Within his courtyard, Dongbo Xue Ying's ears twitched. He was able to sense a terrifying disturbance occurring within the residence of King Sauron. But there were arrays operating within that residence, blocking all the shockwaves from the disturbance. Hence, it did not leak out.
'There are Fan San Yuan and Fan Mo Zhu outside. Then the one fighting with King Sauron should be Fan Yi Qian?' Dongbo Xue Ying thought, 'Fan Yi Qian should be cultivating some kind of mysterious Lightning Lineage absolute art scripture.'
Dongbo Xue Ying knew the origins of the absolute arts that Fan San Yuan and Fan Mo Zhu specialized in.
For instance, Fan San Yuan's was created by Ancestor Fan.
Fan Mo Zhu's absolute art was created by Emperor Summer.
Fan Yi Qian's cultivation scripture was not recorded in the outside world. One only knew that it was a heaven-defying Lightning Lineage scripture that was famous for being tyrannical.
There were indeed some mysterious scriptures in the Realm Heart Great Land. For instance, scriptures left behind by terrifying existences that had fallen. If the scripture did not record the creator, nobody would know who the creator was! For instance, some huge organizations like the Fan Clan would usually keep their most important scriptures mysterious. It was hard to find much information about them in the outside world.
The name was not publicized! The creator was not publicized! As for how terrifying it was, it was not publicized either! Only after experiencing it in combat could one gradually guess part of its power.
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"Zhi ya."
The courtyard door of King Sauron's residence opened.
"Hahaha …" The thin and weak Fan Yi Qian walked out. His face was filled with smiles. He was laughing delightfully.
And within the residence, the undamaged King Sauron had a gloomy expression: 'He is actually strong to such an extent. It's a pity that this courtyard is too small, and the area I can evade is too small. If the area was big enough, he wouldn't be able to defeat me.'
King Sauron had dominated the Icy Plains Tribe, and he specialized in escaping.
This time, the two of them fought within the courtyard. When they fought, the arrays were activated to prevent the courtyard from being destroyed, and also to reduce the area of combat to this small courtyard!
"Hong." King Sauron glanced at the door of the courtyard before it closed.
And outside.
Fan San Yuan and Fan Mo Zhu both walked over. They asked: "How was it?"
"I won." Fan Yi Qian was relatively delighted. But following that, he helplessly said, "But he is very formidable. His sound wave technique made me dizzy, and it is hard to deal with him in close combat. Under a moment of anger, I executed a forbidden technique, causing my strength to erupt and sweep across the entire courtyard. He had nowhere to escape to, and was forced to admit defeat by me. If we weren't in the courtyard, I'm afraid I wouldn't have won. "
"He forced you to execute a forbidden technique?" Fan San Yuan and Fan Mo Zhu exchanged glances. They were startled.
The outside world did not know.
But the two of them knew that Fan Yi Qian cultivated a horrifying absolute art scripture left behind by that mysterious' Yuan '. Fan Yi Qian was fortunate enough to resonate with this scripture, allowing him to cultivate it. Even Great Paragons were slightly envious of him. The scripture left behind by Yuan depended on fate and luck. If Great Paragons could not resonate with the scripture, they could not cultivate it.
This scripture which Fan Yi Qian cultivated was considered normal. It was just that its strength was tyrannical. But the moment he executed a forbidden technique, it would be heaven-defying! Fan Yi Qian mentioned before that this absolute art scripture had a total of three forbidden techniques. Currently, he could only execute one. If he executed two forbidden techniques, his soul would directly collapse and his body would die.
"I'll go find Ying Shan Snow Eagle." At this moment, Fan Yi Qian was filled with fighting spirit. He walked to the entrance of Dongbo Xue Ying's courtyard. "Dong dong dong", he knocked heavily on the door.
Fan San Yuan and Fan Mo Zhu were watching too.
…
Just when the courtyard over at King Sauron's side became quiet, Dongbo Xue Ying soon discovered someone knocking heavily on his courtyard door.
Dongbo Xue Ying turned towards the door. He glanced at his servant, the magic dragon.
The magic dragon immediately opened the door.
"Hua."
The green-armored thin male 'Fan Yi Qian' directly took a step in. He swaggered in and sneered at Dongbo Xue Ying: "King Sauron has been defeated by me! Now, it's your turn. "
Dongbo Xue Ying was slightly startled: "King Sauron has been defeated by you?"
"Didn't you hear what I said? It's your turn now! "Fan Yi Qian sneered.
"Why the need for this?" Dongbo Xue Ying said. His teacher had already transmitted a message to remind him of the three great clans in the Summer Wind Ancient Nation. The Fan Clan was tyrannical and cruel internally. In addition to that, they naturally looked down on the surrounding nations. If he were to slap the face of the Fan Clan too much, it would most likely incur more troubles. In the Fan Clan … he was ultimately an Honored Guest.
"Hmph, you don't even have the slightest bit of courage?" Fan Yi Qian sneered. He held onto the bronze rod with a single hand before slamming it heavily on the ground. He roared, "Since I'm not going to fight, I'll be waiting here. I want to see how long a coward like you can endure for?"
"How dare you …" The magic dragon could no longer tolerate it.
"Shut up." Fan Yi Qian roared. A terrifying thunder erupted on the surface of his body. Those thunder directly enveloped the magic dragon, causing the magic dragon to feel the threat of death. Fan Yi Qian grinned, revealing his white teeth, "If not for you being an Upper Honored Guest invited by my Fan Clan, I would have long devoured you with a single bite if you dared to be so impudent!"
Dongbo Xue Ying frowned slightly. He stood up.
Fan Yi Qian revealed a joyous look as he looked at Dongbo Xue Ying: "Why, you finally dare to fight?"
"Please." Dongbo Xue Ying stood there.
"You first!" Fan Yi Qian held onto the bronze rod. He was filled with confidence. He was prepared. The moment the Five Phases Sealing Technique came, he would immediately break it apart with a single rod!
"Alright."
Dongbo Xue Ying nodded. A golden bell appeared by his waist. The golden bell was swaying as it let out a ringing sound.
"Ding ding ding ding dang ~"
The sweet-sounding ringing resounded in Fan Yi Qian's mind. It possessed a fatal effect of seduction.
Fan Yi Qian stood there in a daze. His face even revealed a silly smile.
No other choice.
Of the two major moves of the 'Devil Heart Bell', Dongbo Xue Ying had unleashed the power of the 'Bewildering Sound' to the ninth level. This was merely a supplementary seduction technique, but the illusory world contained within was at the tenth level. The combination of the two major moves. Fan Yi Qian was originally known for his strength, but his soul resistance was weak. He could be said to be the weakest among the three core disciples chosen by the Fan Clan. Hence, he was struck in an instant.
"Truly." Dongbo Xue Ying shook his head and waved his hand.
"Peng."
An unseen ripple slammed onto Fan Yi Qian's body. Fan Yi Qian was sent flying before crashing onto the ground. His face smashed onto the ground. His mouth was filled with mud, and the bronze rod in his hand smashed onto his head.
Only then did Fan Yi Qian wake up in a daze. This was after Dongbo Xue Ying retracted the illusory realm technique. Otherwise, he would still be trapped within.
"I, what happened to me?" Fan Yi Qian was still in a daze. He saw himself lying on the ground with the bronze rod beside him. His mouth was filled with mud.
"I lost? Pu pu pu! " Fan Yi Qian spat out the mud in his mouth. He was shocked in his heart. He turned his head with slight fear and looked at the white-robed young man who was still standing at the same spot. He remembered that he heard the melodious ringing of the bell before he fell to the ground.
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