"My Uncle Yan became a Martial Dao master 20 years ago when he was 19. Nobody from the younger generation could fight him back then. Now, he's ranked No. 8 on the Heaven Leaderboard."
Pang Feiyan's face turned pale. "You're just a frog at the bottom of a well. Don't spout nonsense if you don't know anything. He can kill you with a single breath."
The rest nodded one after another upon hearing that. Yan Nanfei was a legend in the navy. Many of them had heard of him.
The quiet lady looked at Ye Chen and secretly frowned. She hated people who tried to please the public.
"Brother Ye, watch your words," Pang Hao said with a slightly cold expression.
Ye Chen could only smile and say nothing.
"Open your eyes and watch. You'll know how powerful Uncle Yan is when he fights later." Pang Feiyan was getting angrier the more she thought about it.
At the same time.
Yan Nanfei's voice came from the air, "Young man, we'll only know if I'm your match after we fight."
"Raging Wave Palm!"
Yan Nanfei's clothes fluttered as soon as he was done speaking. Majestic energy exploded as he shouted and took the lead to attack with his palm.
Under the powerful fluctuations of the Strength Qi, all the air around him was sucked in by him, and in a few breaths, it condensed into a huge palm print, which was impressively condensed from water vapor.
From afar, it looked like a surging river that was constantly surging and boiling. It also looked like a water dragon that had died.
"This is Uncle Yan's famous technique — Raging Wave Palm!"
Seeing this scene, Pang Feiyan was so excited that her face flushed red. "I heard from my dad that twenty years ago, Uncle Yan comprehended on the sea for three days and three nights before finally comprehending this Raging Wave Palm. When he struck out with his palm, it was like a tsunami erupting with unstoppable force!"
"General Yan has extraordinary talent. I can't wait!"
An ancient martial artist shook his head with respect on his face. He then asked, "I wonder who your father is?"
"My father is Pang Yuanqing!" Pang Feiyan said as if she was showing off.
The people in the house were shocked as soon as they heard that.
Someone walked over and toasted. "I can't believe that General Pang, who ranks No. 4 on the Heaven Leaderboard, is your father. We've been rude!"
Pang Hao looked helpless.
"You're too polite!"
Pang Feiyan was all smiles. Subsequently, she could not help but glance at Ye Chen. The smile on her face faded a lot when she noticed that he still looked calm. She was pissed.
Meanwhile.
On top of a tall building opposite the bar, three figures stood upright against the wind, their gazes fixed on the sky. They were Han Qinhu, Li Yunxiao, and Pang Yuanqing, who were on the Heaven Leaderboard.
"Nan Fei's Raging Wave Palm is amazing. He actually thought of using the fog in the sky as an attack method." Han Qinhu stood with his hands behind his back, full of praise.
Li Yunxiao nodded and said with a smile, "Not bad. If I want to receive this palm strike, I will have to use at least seventy percent of my strength."
Pang Yuanqing, on the other hand, did not say a word. His intuition told him that he was not simple.
…
As Yan Nanfei slammed his palm out in the air, a gigantic palm print that was like a long river charged at Bai Zhanyuan who was 20 meters away with the force of a tsunami.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breaths as they stared at the sky, afraid of missing any details.
"How dare you show off in front of me with such a small trick?!"
Bai Zhanyuan smirked in disdain. He lifted his arm and pressed the gigantic palm print that was charging at him softly. The gigantic palm print exploded and turned into countless raindrops that scattered everywhere.
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their own eyes.
Yan Nanfei's Raging Wave Palm was broken just like that?
Pang Feiyan, who was excited earlier, was stunned.
"Let me teach you what the Raging Wave Palm is!"
Bai Zhanyuan chuckled and grabbed in the air. He grabbed all of the water vapor within 1,000 meters around him. Within the blink of an eye, a giant void palm print was consolidated. It was approximately 15 meters long.
"Go!"
The giant palm print charged at Yan Nanfei in an overwhelming manner.
"Oh, no!"
The expressions of the three people on the top floor changed. They took a step forward at the same time and charged over by stepping in the air directly.
The people on the ground screamed at the same time upon seeing that, "It's Commander Han, Commander Li, General Pang, and the rest!"
"It's my dad. My dad is attacking!"
Pang Feiyan was so excited that she almost jumped up. She was afraid that people did not know that Pang Yuanqing was her father.
"Nanfei, let's attack together!"
Pang Yuanqing shouted. The four of them exerted their strength and attacked with their palms. Each of them consolidated a layer of protective energy in front of them. They seemed to be trying to take the giant palm print head-on. The four layers of protective energy merged into a gigantic protective energy barrier.
Bang!
The giant palm print landed on the protective energy barrier accurately. A crack was heard, and the protective energy barrier shattered instantly.
Pfft!
The four of them turned pale and spat a mouthful of blood at the same time. The four of them staggered and flew out.
Gasp!
At that moment, everyone gasped.
They were shocked as they did not expect such an outcome at all. Yan Nanfei who ranked No. 8 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Li Yunxiao who ranked No. 7 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Han Qinhu who ranked No. 6 on the Heaven Leaderboard, and Pang Yuanqing who ranked No. 4 on the Heaven Leaderboard were defeated even though they joined forces!
One must know that any one of the four of them could defeat the entire China. However, the four of them were defeated by a young man when they joined forces.
"H-how is that possible?!" Pang Feiyan screamed in shock.
Pang Yuanqing was stunned on the spot.
The four people that he admired the most were defeated!
"Do you think the four of you can stop me?"
Bai Zhanyuan stood proudly in the air like a god looking down on the people. He was arrogant as he suppressed the entire Beijing City. "Heaven Leaderboard? Haha, you're just a joke to me! "
"How about I fight you?!"
At that moment, an extremely majestic voice came.
The people looked in the direction of the voice immediately. They saw a black silhouette flying over from far away. As soon as the person spoke, the black silhouette was already approaching them.
It was a man in a purple robe flying in the air. The man was approximately 35 years old. Purple qi shot into the sky from his body, and his battle intent was intense. As soon as he appeared, people dared not look him in the eye.
"It's Yang Junlin, the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard. He's the God of War of China, Yang Junlin!"
"Tsk! I can't believe he's here too! "
"…"
Nobody knew who exclaimed, but a series of exclamations followed. At that moment, everyone looked at the man in the purple robe with respect on their faces.
'So, this is the God of War of China, Yang Junlin?'
"It's Uncle Yang!"
Pang Feiyan's mood turned better as she looked infatuated. "Uncle Yang is here. That pretty boy is dead this time!"
Pang Hao nodded by instinct.
Nobody knew how terrifying Yang Junlin was better than the few wealthy families. He was a ruthless person who had suppressed many ancient martial families with his men. Otherwise, he would not have been called the God of War of China!
Ye Chen squinted and secretly nodded.
It was no wonder Yang Junlin was the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard. His ability was much more powerful than Yan Nanfei and the rest. However, he was no longer Bai Zhanyuan's match.
"Yang Junlin, you used to be the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard. You're much more powerful than those pieces of trash. However, you're still no match for me. Don't forget that I defeated you a year ago."
Bai Zhanyuan scoffed when Yang Junlin got closer. He proceeded to say, "I'll say this one last time. I'm only here for Mad Southern Ye today. You guys leave now!"
The crowd fell into dead silence as soon as he was done speaking.
Everyone was deathly silent, and they didn't dare believe it.
Yang Junlin had been defeated by this brat?
However, what Yang Junlin said next admitted to it. "Indeed, I lost to you a year ago. However, I've improved a lot this year, so I don't know who will win!
"Let me tell you this again. You flew above Beijing today and released your aura on purpose to alert the mortals. You've caused a great impact."
Bai Zhanyuan said while smirking, "Then, attack me. I'll admit defeat if you can walk to me."
Yang Junlin looked grim. After taking a deep breath in, he clenched his fists and took a step toward Bai Zhanyuan. However, it was extremely difficult to take the step.
The reason being he realized the space before him was distorted as soon as he lifted his foot. It was like an invisible black hole.
This man was getting closer to venerable stage!
He was secretly shocked as he took the step forcefully. As soon as his foot landed, he felt an extremely powerful spiral force coming at him. It seemed like it was trying to break his foot.
"Break it!"
With a loud shout, an incomparably powerful force suddenly poured into his feet. Only then did the space over there was broken by him, and his entire body staggered back again and again.
He forced a smile after he regained his footing. "I've lost!"
At their level, they didn't even need to exchange blows to determine the victor.
"You're too weak. You're no match for me!"
The ground fell into dead silence as soon as he was done speaking.
The ground was dead silent!
He had lost. Even the God of War of China, Yang Junlin, had lost. Bai Zhanyuan had defeated all the powerhouses in China on his own. How powerful exactly was he?
Pang Feiyan and the rest were shocked.
A mocking smirk appeared at the corner of Bai Zhanyuan's lips. "I won't kill you since you're rather capable and you're closer to the threshold of venerable stage than the rest. Now, scram. I'm only looking for Mad Southern Ye!"
"Brother Bai, there's no enmity between you and Mad Southern Ye. Why are you forcing me?" Yang Junlin could not help but ask.
Although he had never seen Ye Chen before, he had more or less heard of Mad Southern Ye. To him, Mad Southern Ye's ability was on par with his. If he was no match for Bai Zhanyuan, Mad Southern Ye would not be able to either.
"This is between me and him. If you don't move aside, don't blame me for killing you!" Bai Zhanyuan scoffed coldly with killing intent spreading out.
Yang Junlin did not move.
He was the God of War of China!
He represented the dignity of the Chinese Martial Arts community!
He could die in battle, but he could not retreat!
"Uncle Yang must be crazy. They're looking for Mad Southern Ye, not him."
Upon seeing that, Pang Feiyan stomped her feet anxiously. "Also, this Mad Southern Ye is really something. He's already here, but he still hasn't appeared. What Heaven Leaderboard? I think he's just bullsh * t!"
At this time, the owner of the tavern had already brought two catties of Shaodaozi over.
Ye Chen glanced at Pang Feiyan extremely coldly and turned his head to speak to Pang Hao.
"Brother Pang, please help me warm my wine. I'll be back after I kill someone!"
(PS: Chapter Four. There's one more chapter. I've finished writing.)
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