C14 Geniuses Gathered

In a secret cave behind the Ink Bamboo Peak, Yang Fann was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His handsome face was filled with confidence. In the blink of an eye, the Bronze Warriors' Lane battle was just around the corner. Tomorrow was the Bronze Warriors' Lane battle that the Seven Stars Sect held once a year!

In the past ten days, Yang Fann's ability had improved by leaps and bounds. He was only a step away from the Sixth Layer of the Pulse Opening Stage. At this moment, he was trying to break through to the Sixth Layer of the Pulse Opening Stage!

The Spiritual Energy in his body was surging like a great river. Yang Fann suddenly stood up from the ground with a long roar!

The Sixth Layer of the Pulse Opening Stage!

The Upper-class Meridian Invigorating Pill was worthy of being an Upper-class Elixir. It was an excellent spiritual medicine for martial artists at the Sixth Layer of the Great Perfection to break through the Seventh Layer bottleneck. Just one Upper-class Meridian Invigorating Pill was comparable to the entire energy contained in several Level Five Spiritual Medicine!

Yang Fann's feet moved, and his entire body immediately jumped up. As his cultivation base soared, his blood vessels transformed. Yang Fann's strength and speed had both improved by leaps and bounds. Every step he took surpassed ten meters. Like a sharp arrow, he tore through the air. In less than a second, he had already left the deep cave.

Yang Fann roared, and his aura was like a tiger. He suddenly rushed into the dense forest of trees. All the bones in his body exploded, and his muscles and skin were moving. Yang Fann kicked out with his leg, and a terrifying sound that could tear one's heart apart exploded in the air. A very thick tree was completely broken by Yang Fann's violent kick, and it collapsed with a bang!

Immediately after, Yang Fann used his hands and feet to throw out more than a dozen punches and kicks. He was like a woodcutter, his fists were like iron fists, and his legs were like axes. One after another, the towering ancient trees were broken by him.

After practicing the Wild Bull Pulse Opening Fist, Yang Fann's entire body remained motionless, like a hundred-zhang tall mountain. The air above his head surged, and actually faintly condensed into the phantom of a Manniu. It roared towards the sky, and its might shook the world!

The symbol of Manniu Pulse Opening Stage was the formation of abnormal signs and the appearance of Manniu!

Suddenly, Yang Fann's aura changed. His hair flew up, and wisps of steam rose, making him look like the legendary Inferno Vajra. His palm danced, and the heat wave gushed out, burning the air like boiling water!

All of a sudden, Yang Fann struck out a huge palm print. It was several meters in size, and its entire body was scarlet red. It was burning with raging flames, and it could burn anything in the world! It was the Inferior Martial Technique that Lei Bao was so famous for, the Sun Palm. After Yang Fann crippled Lei Bao that night, all of Lei Bao's possessions were looted by Yang Fann, including this Sun Palm!

In the next moment.

The Sun Palm suddenly exploded, turning into terrifying golden flames. Dots of mushroom clouds rose, and everything within a hundred feet of it was burned to ashes!

"A Yellow Level Martial Skill is a Yellow Level Martial Skill, and it has a qualitative difference from the Basic Martial Skill!" Looking at the scorched ground in front of him, Yang Fann smiled with satisfaction. This was only the Ardent Sun Palm that was close to the Mastery Stage. Once it reached the Mastery Stage, or even the Perfection Stage, its power would be unimaginable. With a single palm strike, the area within a hundred feet would turn into a sea of fire.

"Dad, I'll make up for your regret. In the battle of Bronze Warriors' Lane tomorrow, I will definitely stand out and amaze the world!" A bright light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes as an incomparably heroic feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

There were more than a hundred thousand servant disciples in the Seven Stars Sect, but the disciples at the ninth level were all at the Second Layer of Pulse Opening Stage. The Third Layer of Pulse Opening Stage was already worthy of being called an expert of a peak, and the Fourth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage could be considered an expert among experts. There were not many people at the Fifth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage, and there were very few people at the Sixth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage.

Furthermore, Yang Fann was not an ordinary Sixth Empyrean martial artist. He was a genius with the Eighth Grade Bloodline!

After dawn, the manager of Ink Bamboo Peak, Zhao Yiming, who was dressed in a brocade robe and had an extraordinary bearing, led the few servant disciples down the Ink Bamboo Peak.

One of them was dressed in black, and he was about fifteen years old. His slightly tender face carried a maturity and stability that did not match his age. There was also a hint of killing intent in his eyes. This person was none other than Yang Fann.

After Yang Fann, there were five more people. One of them was about twenty years old. His thick black eyebrows were like two sharp swords, and they were slanted on both sides of his temples. His pair of eyes were filled with red light, making him look extremely evil. He had his back straightened, and his lips were slightly raised, with a trace of evil smile hanging on them. It made people unable to help but be attracted to him. His long hair also gave people a very evil feeling!

He wanted to compete with Lei Bao for the number one person of Ink Bamboo Peak, Yun Xihua. However, Yang Fann had appeared out of nowhere and defeated Lei Bao with great force, causing everything to become empty talk. Looking at Yang Fann, who was following closely behind Zhao Yiming, with light footsteps, Yun Xihua's evil eyes flashed with a trace of deep helplessness. He still had the confidence to compete with Lei Bao, but he really did not have much confidence in Yang Fann, who had blasted Lei Bao with a single punch. Furthermore, he had a feeling that Yang Fann's strength had improved significantly after ten days.

On Yun Xihua's left was a slender young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. His body was dressed in a water-blue long robe that fluttered in the wind. His facial features were handsome, and his eyes were deep, giving people a gentle and lively feeling. It could be said that this blue-clothed man had a unique temperament that made it easy for him to get close to others and make others feel good about him.

Han Yunfei was the famous Humbly Gentleman among the six hundred servant disciples of Ink Bamboo Peak. He had entered the sect two years earlier than Yang Fann, and his cultivation was at the peak of the Fourth Layer. He was undoubtedly the third person in the Ink Bamboo Peak!

There was another person who was not very tall, but he did not seem to be very burly. He was eighteen years old, and he had a handsome face. His eyes were deep like the stars, and his nose bridge was high. A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling that he was easy to get along with.

However, this was just an appearance. Xiao Ye was famous for his temperamental nature. He was called the Twin Tyrants of Ink Bamboo Peak with Lei Bao. Since he had come up the mountain, there were many servant disciples who had been injured or crippled by him.

On Xiao Ye's left was a handsome young man dressed in white. He was not much older than Yang Fann, and he looked quite handsome. He was quite carefree and unrestrained, and he looked very much like a prodigal.

Bai Feiyun was a Martial Cultivator at the Early Period of the Fourth Layer of the Pulse Opening Stage. His talent was very strong, and was not inferior to Yun Xihua. In fact, he was even stronger than him. One must know that he and Yang Fann were both newcomers who had just entered the Beginning this year. In a short year, he had already possessed such a high cultivation. It was obvious that his talent was extremely high!

The last person was a burly man with a face full of sparse beard, looking like an uncle in his thirties. There was a trace of melancholy, melancholy, and confusion in his bright eyes.

Tuoba Hong could be considered as the older brother of the many servant disciples of the Ink Bamboo Peak. It had been five years since he had arrived, and this was his last chance. If he could not pass the Bronze Warriors' Lane Battle, he would have to leave. However, his talent was only above average, and he was far from being able to compare with Yun Xihua and Han Yunfei. He had cultivated bitterly for five years, and he had barely managed to enter the Fourth Empyrean Stage. It would be difficult for him to smoothly pass the test!

The Peak-Bound was a mountain that could reach the heavens. It was thousands of feet tall, and it looked like a peerless divine spear that pierced into the clouds. The scenery on the mountain was beautiful, and the thin mist was like smoke. It lingered around the mountain peak, and at the foot of the mountain, there were flowing water and ancient trees that were wrapped in old vines. It was very quiet!

As for the Bronze Warriors' Lane that Yang Fann and the others were about to challenge, it was built on the halfway of the Peak-Bound. When Yang Fann and the others arrived at the foot of the Peak-Bound, they saw that there were already many servant disciples standing or sitting on the grass in front of them.

"So many people, so many experts." Although they had already guessed that there were definitely not a small number of participants, when they arrived at the Peak-Bound, everyone could not help but be shocked. At this moment, there were at least five hundred servant disciples present, and at every moment, there would be a manager of each mountain leading the servant disciples into the crowd. In the end, the number of people participating would not be less than a thousand.

And among these people, there was almost no one who was weak. One must know that the lowest requirement for the Bronze Warriors' Lane was Pulse Opening Stage Fourth Layer! Furthermore, the bloodlines were not low, and the lowest one was the Ninth-class Medium Bloodline, the High Grade Bloodline, and among the ten people, there would usually be one or two people!

Yun Xihua could be considered one of the top geniuses of Ink Bamboo Peak, but here, he was at most an ordinary person!

Unknowingly, many people had bitter expressions on their faces, and the oldest person among them, Tuoba Hong, had a face full of despair!