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Chapter 14

Words:1066Update:22/06/18 05:37:29

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"Eh, Lord? What do you mean? "Huo Guang looked curiously at Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan smiled faintly and said, "I want to eat a snake!"

"Ah?" Huo Guang's face changed.

"What, you don't dare?" Yan Chuan said faintly.

"No, no, it's just that …!" Huo Guang didn't know how to answer.

Snake? That wasn't an ordinary snake, but a monster. It was a powerful existence that had cultivated the essence of life. Legend has it that the snake's poisonous smoke could kill hundreds of experts in an instant. And …

Suddenly, Huo Guang saw Yan Chuan's eyes. Yan Chuan was looking at Huo Guang with a scrutinizing gaze.

Huo Guang's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have thought of something. He took a deep breath and said, "The Lord's order, your humble servant will not shirk it!"

At this moment, Yan Chuan's eyes revealed a trace of satisfaction.

In a country, the strength of the emperor wasn't enough. It needed the support of a generation of heroes to conquer the world!

Huo Guang was only in his thirties. In Yan Chuan's eyes, he was still too young.

However, Huo Guang had qualities that Yan Chuan appreciated.

Loyalty. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sworn to protect the bamboo house.

Bravery. It could be seen from the fact that the black-armored commander could suppress the same level of cultivation. Not only could he suppress the same level of cultivation, he could also fight one against seven.

Charisma. Without a strong charisma, the Silver Armored Army wouldn't die with Huo Guang in the face of death. This was the potential of a fierce general.

Huo Guang still lacked the means and the confidence to look down on everything. Moreover, the vision of mortals was too narrow!

However, none of this mattered. As long as Huo Guang was willing to learn, Yan Chuan wouldn't be stingy with his guidance.

This was because Yan Chuan needed all kinds of capable people to establish his country in the future!

With a faint smile, Yan Chuan said calmly, "It's just a Refined Level demon beast. Let me digest the meat I just ate, then I'll follow you up the mountain. Let's check out the terrain first!"

"Yes!" Huo Guang replied respectfully.

Huo Guang and the middle-aged eunuch went to eat first, while Yan Chuan started practicing martial arts alone in the courtyard in front of the bamboo house.

Yan Chuan's punches were very slow. It was a fist technique created in his previous life, called "Heavenly Dragon Force"! This was the most basic cultivation method! After refining it, one would obtain the power of the Heavenly Dragon, which was vast and boundless.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Punches after punches were thrown out, and faint sounds of the air breaking could be heard.

He had just eaten a large amount of meat, and while he was practicing his fist art, his stamina was rapidly depleted, but at the same time, his stamina was also rapidly increasing.

After a set of "Heavenly Dragon Force", Yan Chuan's body was covered in sweat. During this time, Yan Chuan and Liu Jin came over again.

Seeing Yan Chuan practicing his fist art, Liu Jin was puzzled. Liu Jin had never seen Yan Chuan practice this set of fist art before.

"Go, boil some hot water! So that the Lord can bathe and change his clothes, "Liu Jin said to a servant in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The servant at the side quickly retreated.

Huo Guang, who was at Level Six of the Strength Realm, had a flash of light in his eyes. In Huo Guang's eyes, although Yan Chuan's fist art was very slow, so slow that anyone could learn it, Huo Guang knew that no one would be able to learn it. Huo Guang could feel the flow of air following Yan Chuan's fist. This was fist intent. There was no way to learn it.

Huo Guang felt that among all the people he had met, no one had a stronger fist intent than the Lord. Was the Lord really only at Level Three of the Strength Realm?

"Boom!"

When the last punch was thrown out, it was as if a gentle breeze had blown past, blowing the bamboo leaves not far away. At this moment, Yan Chuan finally stopped.

"Lord, did the Old Emperor teach you this before you were ten years old?" Liu Jin asked in surprise.

"I suddenly remembered some of the techniques from the past!" Yan Chuan said ambiguously.

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