C37 Enter Nebula Pavilion

Heaven Shaking Tyrant Fist, Mid Yellow Level, with the momentum of aggregation, its power could shake the heavens...

Cloud Breaking Sword Technique, Mid Yellow Level, sword piercing through the clouds, sword sweeping across the world...

Devil Capturing Sacred Hand, Low-grade Yellow Level, vast and righteous, using pressure demons...

All the cultivation techniques and martial techniques were arranged in different categories. It had to be said that the cultivation techniques and martial techniques here were very complete, and there were all sorts of aspects. However, this level was basically all Yellow Level, and there were very few High-grade Yellow Level.

Yun Fan wasn't greedy, he just wanted to find a suitable one. As long as it wasn't suitable, he would simply open it and put it back in its original place.

This attracted the attention of many disciples. It had to be known that among the disciples who entered Nebula Pavilion, which one of them wasn't abnormally excited to see so many cultivation and martial skills?

Especially those above the middle level of the Yellow Level, they could not help but look at it after flipping it open. Although they could only choose one book, they could remember a bit at a time. After a few tries, they might be able to obtain an additional martial skill.

"He's the one who defeated Zheng Yuyang? Does he really think he's a genius? He can remember it just by flipping through it?"

"He really knows how to act cool. He was lucky enough to win once, and his tail rose to the sky."

"If you really are awesome, then go to the third floor. What are you showing off for here!?"

Although the disciples of the sect didn't know that Yun Fan was the one who passed the Wishing Peak's test, it was still common knowledge that Yun Fan had defeated Zheng Yuyang and killed Chang Yingyan.

As disciples of the same sect, especially those who had some strength, who would be willing to be suppressed by others? Cold ridicule and ridicule came out from the mouths of the disciples on the first floor.

Yun Fan didn't even look at these people. In his eyes, these people could only be weaklings. They weren't worthy of being his opponents.

After walking around once, he didn't find a suitable person. He walked towards the second floor.

There were relatively fewer disciples on the second floor. Those who could go up to the second floor were all Congenital Stage disciples. One by one, they spread out and searched for martial skills and cultivation techniques. There were a few people gathered at one side, attracting everyone's attention.

Yun Fan was not the kind of person who would join in on the fun. He walked towards a place with fewer people.

There were also many bookshelves on the second floor, but compared to the first floor, there were much fewer. Furthermore, the lowest level was a high-grade Yellow Level, which was tempting.

The second floor was a high-grade Yellow Level. If it was the third or fourth grade, wouldn't all of them be above the mid-grade Profound Level?

Thinking of this, Yun Fan let out a soft sigh. Who wouldn't want high level cultivation techniques and martial skills, but he wasn't the type of person who would bite off more than he could chew.

Putting aside these messy thoughts, he began to flip through the pages. However, after walking around, he didn't find any suitable ones. At this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded beside his ear.

"Wait!"

He turned his head and saw a tall, muscular, and arrogant disciple staring at him coldly.

Yun Fan thought for a moment and realized that he did not know this person. He asked, "Who are you? What's the matter?"

In an instant, the disciples next to the barbarian disciples surrounded him and sneered.

"Such big guts!"

"I don't even know senior brother Sikong Pengfei. Senior brother Sikong is one of the two heroes of the Outer Peak."

"You really think you are a big deal. Does he think he's a Congenital Stage after defeating Zheng Yuyang? You are only a Body Tempering Stage, what qualifications do you have to come to the second floor? Get lost! "

Yun Fan shook his head lightly. These disciples were obviously looking for trouble. No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to waste any time.

"Is the digression over? If it's over, then move aside. Don't delay my selection of martial skills."

Yun Fan didn't even look at them. He turned around and was about to walk over from the side. Sikong Pengfei's face darkened, and his eyes revealed a trace of gloominess.

"Kid, do you dare say that again?"

A powerful aura spread out, and the surrounding disciples quickly retreated. Some of the timid ones revealed frightened expressions.

They knew that as long as Sikong Pengfei made a move, this kid in front of them would be crippled even if he didn't die.

Sikong Pengfei was called the number one genius of the youth generation in the Wilderness. He had broken through to the Congenital Stage at the age of ten, and had now reached the Fifth Level of Congenital Stage.

Apart from his realm, his physical strength was also extremely powerful. Without using spirit energy, his punch was comparable to the first level of the Congenital Stage. He had once used his bare hands to kill a First Level Second Grade Scarlet Devil Tiger in a hand-to-hand fight.

As soon as he entered the sect, he challenged all the way to the first place. He was on par with the senior Gao Yongtai, and was called the Twin Heroes of the Floating Cloud Sect's Outer Peak.

It was unknown whether it was because Gao Yongtai had suffered a blow or because of some other reason, but Gao Yongtai had rarely shown his face ever since that incident. He had gone into secluded cultivation.

This made Sikong Pengfei the number one disciple in the sect. Most of the disciples in the sect followed his lead. This was the first time he had encountered a disciple who spoke to him like this, and ignored him.

"I say, can you not delay me from choosing martial skills? What does picking martial skills on the few levels have to do with you?"

Yun Fan glanced at Sikong Pengfei and was slightly angry.

Wasn't he just here to choose a martial skill? Was there a need to be like this?

If there was any dispute, it could still be understood. If he didn't even know and just refused to obey, even a clay figurine would get angry.

"Good, very good. You're very brave, kid!"

Sikong Pengfei rolled his eyes and looked at Yun Fan. He suddenly showed a strange smile and said, "Well, if you can get that book of martial arts, not only will I not disturb you... We will also leave the second floor. How about it, do you dare to bet? "

As Sikong Pengfei looked in the direction of his finger, he saw a bookshelf that they had just surrounded, on which a book was faintly glowing.

This bookshelf was not big, but it was made of jade. There was only one book on it.

Yun Fan wanted to take a step forward and ignore Sikong Pengfei, but he was suddenly stunned.

It had to be said that this Sikong Pengfei was very strong. Even that Zheng Yuyang had a huge gap with him.

When he came in, he saw that Sikong Pengfei and the others were surrounding him. Obviously, they had not gotten this martial skill until now. This made Yun Fan somewhat curious.

One had to know that Nebula Pavilion's cultivation and martial skills were open to sect disciples. As long as you had points, you could come in and obtain cultivation and martial skills according to your strength.

The martial skill in front of him was right here, and Sikong Pengfei did not take it either. It was clearly not simple.

It seemed to be a kind of seal!

Yun Fan's heart shook. He had only heard of this thing called seal, but he did not know exactly what it was.

However, Nebula Pavilion's second level, which was also a high-grade Yellow Level cultivation technique and martial skill, was not considered precious to the sect. There was simply no need to use seals.

What exactly was this martial skill?

Seeing Yun Fan in a daze, Sikong Pengfei sneered, "What, are you afraid? Let me tell you, it's rumored that this is the strongest martial art of the second level, but no one has been able to break this seal."

Sikong Pengfei gave a look to a disciple, who threw a punch at the seal.

Ripples could be seen on the seal, and the disciple who had just thrown the punch was sent flying, falling to the ground in a sorry state.