Yang Chen was far from reaching his limit, but he was not willing to let Hou Yun lose confidence. He entered this realm hundreds of years earlier than Hou Yun, and now he was a hundred miles stronger than him, which was a result that everyone could accept. It would not make Hou Yun proud, nor would it make him feel depressed. It could be regarded as a happy situation.
In addition to Yang Chen, it was estimated that only Fatty Jing saw some clues. Others were either not completely familiar with Yang Chen, or they felt that it was normal for Yang Chen to beat Hou Yun, and it was also common sense that he did not win by much. After all, Yang Chen, a human, competed with the Mighty Ape King in strength, and it was not easy for him to win.
Hou Yun was very happy, and he felt that the gap between him and Yang Chen had finally narrowed a lot. If Yang Chen entered the Sea Reversal Strength Realm hundreds of years earlier than him, he believed that Hou Yun would be able to cultivate to the same level as Yang Chen, and even surpass it. This greatly increased his confidence, and his motivation to cultivate was even more exuberant.
After communicating with Zhou Xianying for this month, Fatty Jing seemed to be no longer the simple fatty who only knew how to laugh, but a little more scheming. Now that no one said anything about the result, Fatty Jing naturally would not be stupid enough to jump out and criticize.
Next, under everyone's curiosity, everyone entered the array to try the feeling of being pressed by the sea. Basically, if they didn't use their spiritual power, no one could withstand ten miles of seawater. Even Fatty Jing, who had the highest cultivation, couldn't do so. But as long as he was allowed to use spiritual power, Fatty Jing could immediately reach the same level as Yang Chen, and there was no problem with the pressure of 1,100 miles of seawater.
This process also made everyone aware of the incredible power of Yang Chen and Hou Yun. Unfortunately, the conditions for the cultivation of the Yellow Turban Strongman Body Refining Technique were too abnormal. So far, only the old tree demon could meet the conditions by relying on physical strength, but the old tree demon did not want to spend more energy on this body refining technique.
When they arrived at the Hatred Parting Sea, it was unreasonable not to linger in the Conch Underwater Mansion. Anyway, now Fatty Jing had almost the best chef there. Everyone rushed to have a big meal. After a simple sit, the head of the palace and several elders got up and rushed back to Chunyang Palace. Tree Demon Hou Yun and the other demons stayed in Conch Underwater Residence to communicate.
Yang Chen did not return to Chunyang Palace but planned to visit his wives and concubines directly. After sending away the master of the palace, Yang Chen also planned to get up directly. When he was about to leave, Hou Yun couldn't help but clamor "Yang Chen, you should step up your cultivation, don't let me catch up with you within a hundred years! After a hundred years, we will compete again! "
According to Hou Yun's estimation, the gap between himself and Yang Chen was at most a hundred years. The emergence of the formation made Hou Yun discover a good way to temper his body refining technique. If he counted the help of Fatty Jing, as long as he cultivated in the formation in the future, he would naturally be able to make rapid progress. Yang Chen had to be distracted with alchemy, and he had to be distracted with the affairs of the Sect, which could not be compared with his undistracted cultivation.
"Hey!" Without waiting for Yang Chen to answer, Fatty Jing had directly made an unusually contemptuous sound "Little monkey, if you want to catch up with Yang Chen, wait until you can pick up the bottle in his hand and then dream on!"
At this time, there were no high-level officials of Chunyang Palace. In addition to Yang Chen and Zhou Xianying, there were only the disciples of Chunyang Palace's Hall of Eccentrics. When they heard the words of Fatty Jing, everyone was surprised. Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the bottle in Yang Chen's hand.
Yang Chen did not expect that Fatty Jing would point out his intentions at this time. The others had just understood from Fatty Jing's words that they had made a mistake before, and they were all shocked. Zhou Xianying looked at the small jade bottle handle in Yang Chen's hand in disbelief, showing a shocked expression.
"You look down on our Monster Race too much. Do you think it's a good thing to leave some face for the little monkey?" Jing Hu sneered and put on a real Fairy Immortal master's demeanor and lectured, "If I don't let him really understand the gap, he will never have the real motivation to move forward."
Hou Yun also reacted, and his eyes immediately shot a scorching gaze, looking at Yang Chen with surprise. To be honest, when he realized that the gap between him and Yang Chen might only be a hundred years of cultivation time, he did have a little slack in his heart. Now that he was reminded by Fatty Jing, he realized that it was not so simple.
Yang Chen was a little embarrassed. Although his intention was good, this kind of small deception really meant that he underestimated Hou Yun. At this moment, seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, especially Hou Yun with a slight reproach, he also noticed that something was wrong.
"Sorry, I have the heart of a villain." Yang Chen immediately admitted his mistake, then directly reached out and put the bottle flat on his hand, indicating that everyone could try it at will.
She Kui was the closest, and he reached out to grab it without thinking. Once or twice, the bottle did not move. Even if She Kui used his whole body's spiritual power, the bottle was still as if it was in Yang Chen's hand, motionless.
Hou Yun was happy to see the prey. He flew over, pushed She Kui away, grabbed the bottle with both hands, and began to shout.
In everyone's imagination, even if Hou Yun couldn't pick up the bottle, he should be able to shake it a few times anyway, right? However, no matter how hard Hou Yun tried, the bottle was always in Yang Chen's hand, motionless, and it didn't even shake. To describe it in a more vivid way, it was clearly an ant trying to shake a tree.
"I have long suspected that there is something wrong with your bottle. Sure enough!" Fatty Jing did not simply expose the secret of Yang Chen's bottle. In fact, what he wanted to do most was to try to see if he could pick up the bottle. Although he did not cultivate the body refining technique, his cultivation base was close to the peak of the Sky Immortal Stage, so he had to try and not pick it up.
Hou Yun was convinced by Fatty Jing. He couldn't even move the other person standing in the same place, so he had to be convinced. Seeing that he was also standing in front of him happily, Hou Yun stepped aside and let Fatty Jing do it.
Fatty Jing took a long breath and held the bottle with both hands. He had never despised this little bottle, and at this time, he even used all his strength. The strength close to the peak of the Sky Immortal Stage completely broke out, and he exerted all his strength. Everyone could even see the outline of his bulging muscles under his fat fat.
The bottle shook slightly, and then slowly began to leave Yang Chen's palm. The medicine garden with the bottle containing a sea of water was finally picked up by Fatty Jing. However, Fatty Jing did not last long. After holding on for a while, he finally put it down.
"Amazing, little monkey, even if you cultivate for another thousand years, you may not be able to pick up this bottle!" Fatty Jing directly gave a conclusion.
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