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Outside the primal forest!
Among the three great families of Pingyang City, Yu Family was the strongest, the Cheng Family was ranked second, and Wu Family was the weakest.
It was precisely because the Cheng Family was strong that Yu Hongzhi had attacked the Cheng Family the most and suppressed them the most.
And after Yu Hongzhi accidentally died, the Cheng family took revenge on his family the most, and understood his family the most, they knew what Yu Haoran had experienced in the past year, and knew the basic situation of Yu Haoran.
Leaving behind Cheng Qin, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth grade as a Martial Disciple, to teach Yu Haoran a lesson was just an easy task. Cheng Zhangyu's main target was Wu Zhengjun.
After all, Yu Hongzhi's accidental death had allowed the three great families to once again maintain their level of strength. The relationship between the Cheng and Wu family had also gradually started to unfurl their swords in anger, from their inseparable alliance a year ago.
This was also the reason why Cheng Zhangyu made a special gesture when he entered the primal forest.
"Wu Zhengjun, can the challenge between us be postponed for a while!" The belittling of Cheng Zhangyu and the others did not make Yu Haoran too angry.
Because of the contempt and humiliation he had suffered in his previous life, this sort of contempt was nothing.
However, even if he wasn't angry, it didn't mean that he wouldn't care.
To Wu Zhengjun, the attitude of looking down on others just now made him feel an endless amount of humiliation.
Although his talent wasn't as outstanding as Cheng Zhangyu's and his strength wasn't as powerful as Cheng Zhangyu's, no matter what, he was still a genius amongst the Wu Family's direct descendants. His status and identity wasn't inferior to Cheng Zhangyu's, so he should receive his respect.
At the same time, Yu Haoran's temperament, which was as steady as Mt. Tai just now, also made it difficult for Wu Zhengjun to figure out Yu Haoran's real trump card.
Therefore, Wu Zhengjun readily agreed: "Sure!"
"Reckless Bull Crash!"
After obtaining Wu Zhengjun's consent, Yu Haoran immediately channeled the elemental energy at the eighth level of his Dantian.
"Hey!" Fourth grade Martial Disciple! "
Seeing that Yu Haoran, who was in front of him, had directly unleashed his cultivation to become a fourth grade Martial Disciple, Cheng Lie could not help but exclaim.
According to the news that the Cheng family was lurking within the family, under the suppression of the Great Clan Elder and the others, Yu Haoran, who had been demoted to a servant, did not have the chance or time to cultivate.
Even if an inner circle person could not constantly monitor Yu Haoran and allowed him to cultivate, due to his status and identity, it would be difficult for him to reach the level of a Martial Disciple within a month of his adulthood.
However, Yu Haoran had now revealed a cultivation of level 4 Martial Disciple, which showed that he had grasped an extraordinary technique. This caused Cheng Kai, who originally thought it was a joke, to suddenly have killing intent in his heart.
After all, in a short span of a month and more, he had secretly cultivated, reaching the level of a level 4 Martial Disciple. The talent that Yu Haoran displayed was truly too monstrous.
If they did not take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate Yu Haoran and let him continue to grow, in a few years, another Yu Hongzhi would appear in the Yu Family.
No!
It was not that another Yu Haozhi had appeared, but rather, a stronger and more terrifying expert than Yu Hongzhi. It was even possible that even the City Lord's Mansion would not be able to suppress him.
With killing intent in his heart, Cheng Lie had not only erupted with his full strength, but he had also used the most insidious and impossible to guard against Shadow Snakes, one of the basic martial arts of the Cheng family.
After using the Shadow Snakes Hand, Cheng Lie's bones seemed to soften, and his body began to twist in a strange way.
Seeing Cheng Li use the Shadow Snaking Hand, Wu Jun, who was watching the fight from the side, couldn't help but take a few steps back.
He did not expect that a child of the Cheng Family who was about the same age as him, who was not very famous, would be able to form the Yin Snake Hand of a beginner martial art. And judging from his soft body, his mastery of the Yin Snake Hand had already reached a certain level, at least in the initial stage.
With the same cultivation level, Wu Zhengjun knew that he was no match for Cheng Lie, and at the same time, he started to understand.
Cheng Zhangyu had left Cheng Kai to deal with him, Yu Haoran was afraid that it was just meant for him, so he did it casually.
After all, before Yu Haoran erupted his cultivation base at the fourth rank of Martial Disciple, his aura and experience gave off the feeling of a normal person. He did not need Cheng Lie, who was at the peak of the fifth rank as a Martial Disciple, to personally act.
Thinking about it, Wu Zhengjun immediately felt the need to retreat.
Cheng Li's body twisted in a 90 degree angle, easily dodging the fist technique that the raging bull had created. At the same time, his right hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, thrusting straight towards Yu Haoran's neck.
Borrowing the force of the raging bull's charge, Yu Haoran's neck drooped as he dodged all of the snake hands. Immediately after, he twisted his body 180 degrees, taking on a posture that looked like he was upside down.
"Mang Niu, look up at the sky!" Clenching his left hand tightly, he performed the move of the Frenzied Bull's Fist with the Frenzied Bull Fist Art and struck towards Cheng Lie's chest.
"Serpent flick its tail!" Yu Haoran's defense and counterattack, had greatly exceeded Cheng Lie's expectations.
Fortunately, his rich battle experience allowed him to instinctively avoid Yu Haoran's attacks and take the opportunity to attack his opponent's vitals.
Cheng Li's reaction and counterattack also surprised Yu Haoran a little. This was because he never would have thought that the normally concealed history would have such a high level of awareness for battle.
Although it was an accident, Yu Haoran took advantage of the moment when his body was on the ground to roll on the ground to directly roll on the ground, and dodged to the side of his opponent's snake tail.
At the same time, taking advantage of Cheng Lie's lack of strength and the fact that he didn't have time to change his moves, a Raging Bull's Roar landed on his opponent's left shoulder.
Unfortunately, his opponent's Yin Snake Hand had not only made his attacks strange and ever-changing, but also made his body extremely flexible and patient. It was the equivalent of a punch from a Grade 5 Martial Disciple and only slightly injured his opponent.
Unfortunately, although it was a pity, Yu Haoran did not care.
Through the exchange of blows just now, he discovered that his understanding of the Raging Bull Fist Technique from his previous world had become deeper and deeper. As long as he continued to fight, he believed that it would take at most a month to completely restore his mastery of the Raging Bull Fist Technique from his previous life.
As long as the Vigor of the Reckless Bull could be restored to mastery and could complete the initial foundation of his physical body, he could cultivate several powerful martial arts to further enhance his combat power.
Rubbing his aching shoulder, Cheng Lie looked at Yu Haoran with a serious expression, a trace of fear flashed past his eyes.
Through the exchange just now, he knew that although Yu Haoran's cultivation was not higher than his, the quality of his opponent's spirit energy, his battle awareness, as well as his understanding of martial skills were all far stronger than his own.
At this moment, he was not very confident that he would be able to defeat Yu Haoran with his cultivation at the peak of the fifth stage of the Martial Disciple realm. He no longer held any hope that he would be able to complete the mission given to him by Cheng Zhangyu to kill Yu Haoran and his.
