"This child is not bad."
"He is indeed not bad. It's rare to have such strength and courage at his age."
In a nursing home in the capital, two hale and hearty old men were sitting leisurely by the pond in the backyard, basking in the sun, fishing, and chatting.
One of them was bald with a scar on his head. He was an old monk.
The other was slightly chubby with white eyebrows and a white beard. He looked very gentle and at ease. The smile on his face was like a spring breeze.
"I heard that he is an Imperial Level doctor. His medical skills are superb. He can even treat a half-step Emperor," the chubby old man whispered to himself.
"Not only that," the old monk continued, "The Imperial Level Soul Refining Golden Pills we took a few days ago were also made by him."
"It can be seen that his Soul Origin and spiritual sea must be extremely powerful and majestic. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so monstrous as a Spirit Reader Master."
The chubby old man said, "After the war, if he is lucky enough to survive, I want to see him."
The old monk raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but turn to look at the old man beside him. "Why, you want to ask him to treat your injuries? You have a Great Dao injury. Even Feiyan couldn't heal it. This child probably can't either. "
"What's the harm in giving it a try?" The chubby old man said indifferently, "It's best if he can heal it. If he can't, will I blame him?"
"Besides, it's rare for a junior with such talent to appear in the Human Clan who is compatible with I's temper. What's the harm in meeting him? If he really has the ability to make I happy, what's the harm in giving him the good fortune of becoming an Emperor? "
The old monk sat up straight and looked at the chubby old man in a daze. "Old Li, you're not serious, are you? It's the first time you've met him, and you think so highly of him?"
"If I remember correctly, Wu Dao came to ask you to give Ling Tian and Ling Yun a chance to meet you, but you rejected him. Now, why …"
"Could it be that in your eyes, this Yang Fan is more talented than Ling Tian and Ling Yun?"
"It's just fate." The chubby old man said lightly, "You can think of it as I finding this kid more pleasing to the eye."
The old monk was speechless.
'So careless? Who are you trying to trick?'
This old man must have seen something different about Yang Fan. Otherwise, he would never have made such a decision.
However, Yang Fan, that brat, other than being a little handsome, a little ruthless, and a little silly and bold, he didn't see anything special about him.
If they were talking about geniuses, how many geniuses had they seen in the past hundred years?
Although Yang Fan's talent and strength were rare among the younger generation, he wasn't the only one. In the Federation, there were some younger generations who were more monstrous than him.
However, why would Old Man Li view Yang Fan in such a different light?
The old monk could not figure it out, but he did not have the habit of making things difficult for himself. If he could not figure it out, he would just put it aside and ignore him. Anyway, in terms of judging people, he had always been inferior to Old Man Li. It was not strange.
"As long as you're happy." The old monk added, "However, the premise is that he can come out of the Spatial Battlefield of a half-step Ruler alive."
Only a genius who could survive all kinds of dangerous situations could be considered a true genius. Otherwise, everything would be nonsense.
"Don't worry, Zhang Hongxin isn't a fool. If he wasn't certain, he definitely wouldn't have brought Yang Fan here to take the risk."
"Moreover, Yang Fan doesn't look like a fool. If it's a battle to the death, do you think he'll still come and join in the fun?"
Old Man Li said, "Don't forget the Federation's purpose in inviting Yang Fan here this time. The setting up of the Ten Directional Purgatory Demon Slaying Formation has a higher priority. If Yang Fan isn't willing, no one can force him."
The old monk nodded. It seemed to make sense.
However, Yang Fan was only a King Realm rookie. What right did he have to be so bold as to enter the Spatial Battlefield of a half-step Ruler?
Even if he had a half-step Demon Emperor pet, it might not be able to protect him in the chaotic battle between half-step Rulers.
The old monk saw it very clearly just now.
Although Yang Fan's sika deer was undoubtedly a half-step Demon Emperor, its strength was only slightly stronger than those half-step Rulers. It was extremely trash.
If such a half-step Demon Emperor entered the Spatial Battlefield, it might even have a problem protecting itself, let alone protecting Yang Fan.
Therefore, what exactly gave Yang Fan such confidence that he dared to enter the Spatial Battlefield of a half-step Ruler with the body of a king?
The old monk could not figure it out no matter how he thought about it. His heart was itching. He did not have the calmness that an eminent monk should have at all.
"Alright, you win!" The old monk finally gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Old Man Li, "Didn't you just want me to use my innate ability once? Aren't you tired of beating around the bush?"
After saying that, with a flash of thought, a vertical eye the size of a soybean suddenly appeared between the old monk's eyebrows. It was shining with a faint golden light.
"Heavenly Eye Ability, rise!"
Following the old monk's strenuous low shout, the vertical eye between his eyebrows suddenly shot out a light, directly projecting an illusory image on the surface of the pond in front of them.
Soon, the entire surface of the pond turned into an urgent screen with a clear vision. On the screen, dozens of figures intertwined and fought back and forth. Their forces soared into the sky, and the surrounding spatial cracks shook repeatedly.
This was the Spatial Battlefield of half-step Rulers that Yang Fan and the others had just entered.
Soon, Yang Fan, his sika deer pet, and Zhang Hongxin's figures clearly appeared on the screen.
The 2 of them had just entered the battlefield and had not had time to join the battle with the half-step Demon Emperors. Yang Fan carefully rode on the sika deer's back to avoid the powerful aftermath of the battle that was everywhere.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The old monk panted heavily. Looking at Yang Fan and Zhang Hongxin, who had not started to fight in the screen, he could not help but be angry and cursed,
"These two little bastards, what are they waiting for? They've already entered. Hurry up and start fighting! Don't they know how difficult it is for me to maintain the Heavenly Eye Ability? "
Old Man Li shook his head slightly. "Monk, you have to be open-minded. You're just releasing your Innate Divine Ability once. You won't die. What's the rush?"
The old monk could not help but spit softly. 'It's easy for you to say that. So it's not your Spirit Origin that's being consumed.'
"Eh? It's moving! "
Old Man Li's spirits were lifted. His eyes were fixed on the screen.
In the screen, Yang Fan was still standing where he was. Zhang Hongxin was charging toward the half-step Demon Emperor closest to him at lightning speed as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
"That's not right. How did this kid's speed and strength increase so much all of a sudden?"
Old Man Li frowned slightly. He noticed the abnormal changes in Zhang Hongxin's body immediately.
Especially when he saw Zhang Hongxin unleashing his invincible prowess and hammering the half-step Demon Sovereign in front of him with only a pair of iron fists until half of its body was paralyzed, losing half of its life directly, Old Man Li was in disbelief.
In just a few seconds, he had taken care of a half-step Demon Emperor whose strength was almost the same as Zhang Hongxin's. This was simply too surprising.
How did he do it?
"Gravity Territory, and some other strength enhancement!"
The old monk interrupted softly, saying, "His speed has increased by at least five to ten times compared to before he entered the Spatial Battlefield. If it's not because he has some Innate Divine Ability or Martial Dao Secret Technique, then only the Gravity Territory that Yang Fan had just performed has this possibility."
"The enhancement of the anti-gravity effect will make him unable to sense his own weight at all. He only needs an extremely slight amount of strength to make his movement technique speed reach the limits of what a human can achieve."
"I never expected that the Gravity Domain executed by a King Realm expert like Yang Fan would actually be able to affect a Half-step Monarch Realm expert like Zhang Hongxin. This is probably his trump card that allowed him to recklessly enter the Spatial Battlefield, right?"
Zhang Hongxin was one of them.
Regardless of whether it was Old Man Li or the old monk, both of them were clearly aware of what Innate Divine Ability he possessed and what Martial Dao Secret Technique he had cultivated.
Therefore, they directly eliminated the first two options, and they were very certain that the reason for Zhang Hongxin's enormous change was Yang Fan's Gravity Territory.
The two old men revealed surprise and astonishment at the same time.
They had never expected that Yang Fan's trump card would actually be the Gravity Territory that he had just performed outside the city.
It was truly beyond their expectations. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would have never dared to believe that Yang Fan's Gravity Territory could actually surpass the realm and affect Zhang Hongxin who was at the half-step Demon Emperor Realm.
Because under normal circumstances, even if it was an Enhancement Territory, it was limited by the realm. If one was at the same realm or a lower realm, the enhancement would be the strongest. If one was at the same realm or a lower realm, the effect would definitely weaken exponentially until there was no enhancement at all.
With Yang Fan's current strength and realm, logically speaking, it shouldn't be able to affect Zhang Hongxin at all.
However, looking at Zhang Hongxin's movement technique speed now, the enhancement wasn't just a little bit.
"Although it's a little surprising, it seems to be understandable when you think about his identity as an Emperor-level Physician and an Emperor-level Necromancer."
Old Man Li took a deep breath and quickly returned to his senses.
This was the benefit of living long and seeing a lot. He had experienced everything and seen all kinds of accidents. His mental endurance was much stronger than ordinary martial artists.
"Eh, what's this Little Zhang doing? Injuring but not killing. Could it be that he's thinking of capturing this half-step Demon Emperor alive?"
The old monk exclaimed softly again.
On the screen, after Zhang Hongxin beat the half-step Demon Emperor until it was half-dead in an extremely short period of time, he did not kill it directly. Instead, he raised his hand and grabbed the half-step Demon Emperor's neck, returning to Yang Fan's side.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the old monk and Old Man Li, they saw Yang Fan take out a kitchen knife from his waist unhurriedly. Without the slightest bit of embarrassment, he directly slashed at the half-dead half-step Demon Emperor's head.
Whoosh!
Blood splattered. The half-step Demon Emperor's head was chopped into eight pieces. It was deader than dead.
"This … What kind of god-like operation is this?!"
The two old men sat by the pond and looked at each other. They could not understand what was going on.
Since they were going to kill it anyway, Zhang Hongxin could just kill it directly. Why did he have to take off his pants and fart? What an unnecessary move. It was a complete waste of time, wasn't it?
After all, they were in the Spatial Battlefield of Half-step Monarch Realm experts.
There were still over twenty half-step Demon Emperors that had not been dealt with yet. The battle between the strongest of the human and demon clans was in full swing. Instead of rushing over to help kill the demons, these two fellows actually had the mood to play a game of torture here?
This was really ridiculous!
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