The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 259 Yan Qingyun

In the inner martial arts arena of the Yu Lei Sect, several matches are going on fiercely. This is already the third round. Pan Chengfeng has won two matches. This is the third match. His opponent is a beauty. She is extremely beautiful. I won't go into details about how beautiful she is. The appearance of the immortal cultivators is not bad. With a little dressing up, they are all beauties. But as for the figure, it depends on one's own conditions.

On the ring, Pan Chengfeng dodged left and right, avoiding the magic. The beauty was probably anxious and said angrily: "Pan Chengfeng! Is all you can do is dodge? If you have the ability, take my move!" Pan Chengfeng ran and said: "Senior Sister Yan, you are making things difficult for me. I dare not take the power of your magic." Senior Sister Yan, whose name is Yan Qingyun, is the niece of Elder Yan Baifeng and also a disciple. Not only does she have a hot temper, but she also likes to fight with others. In every match, she severely injures her opponent, but she does not do it on purpose, she just can't stop.

Pan Chengfeng was a little distressed. His magic power was not as strong as Yan Qingyun's, and he could not use the physical strength of a body cultivator. So he could only consume Yan Qingyun's magic power first. Yan Qingyun's teeth were almost broken. She didn't know what kind of body skills Pan Chengfeng had. He could actually dodge all her magic attacks and look so relaxed. Yan Qingyun had been fighting for a quarter of an hour, and half of her magic power was consumed. She thought to herself: "If I continue, my magic power will be consumed sooner or later. No, I have to think of a way to prevent him from dodge!"

Shuang'er clenched her hands under the ring, thinking to herself, "Why is the young master hiding all the time? Is it because he is so pretty that he can't bear to hit her? The young master is really a fool!" In fact, there are many people who think like Shuang'er. No one believes that Pan Chengfeng has no chance to fight back. In so many previous matches, Pan Chengfeng's performance has made people dare not underestimate him. No one regards him as a foundation-building cultivator anymore.

On the stage, Yan Qingyun suddenly stopped attacking. Pan Chengfeng was stunned and asked, "Sister, why don't you attack?" Yan Qingyun sneered, "Don't think I don't know what you are up to!" Pan Chengfeng stood still and smiled, "What ideas do I have? I can't beat you with magic, so I can only rely on my body to dodge." Yan Qingyun gritted her teeth and said, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Why make a bet again? Sister, you don't want me to take your move, right? I won't be fooled!"

Yan Qingyun stroked her hair and said, "I keep attacking and you keep dodging. How long will this fight last? Look, the four matches are all over, and only our ring is left." Pan Chengfeng glanced around and it was true. Now all eyes were focused on this ring. Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "How long have I been dodging? How can it all be over?" Yan Qingyun continued, "I won't take advantage of you. As long as you can take one of my moves, I will admit defeat! How do you think?" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "It's okay if I bite the bullet and take one move, but why do I feel like this girl is setting a trap for herself?"

Seeing Pan Chengfeng lowering his head to think, Yan Qingyun said angrily: "Man, man! Can you please give me a straight answer!" Pan Chengfeng was angry! He was actually called a fussy person. Pan Chengfeng raised his head, looked at Yan Qingyun and said: "Isn't it just to take your move! Why not, but I have another request! As long as Senior Sister agrees, I will take your move. What's wrong with that?" Yan Qingyun said: "Okay, what's the request~" Pan Chengfeng looked at Yan Qingyun's figure from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, and said hey: "Actually, Junior Brother..." Yan Qingyun looked at Pan Chengfeng's obscene eyes and hurriedly said: "You, you, you, what are you looking at! Don't mention any weird requests, I won't agree to it!"

On the rostrum, Qiu Xiaotian angrily said, "This little beast, is he really going to make unreasonable demands?" Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "This kid is just teasing Junior Brother Yan on purpose. However, Junior Brother Yan doesn't seem to have a Taoist partner. If it really works, maybe it will be a good story." After saying this, Qiu Xiaotian looked at Yan Qingyun with a different look, thinking to himself, "Can it really work? I'm afraid Yan Baifeng won't agree~"

On the stage, Pan Chengfeng was startled by Yan Qingyun's words and hurriedly said, "Senior sister, don't talk nonsense, my junior brother is already in love, if you need it, you should find someone else~" Yan Qingyun was stunned at first, and then she was furious! She casually shot out a palm thunder, the width of the lightning arc was a few points greater than the power of Pan Chengfeng's palm thunder! Pan Chengfeng dodged quickly, and the lightning arcs hit Pan Chengfeng and made him scream: "Senior sister Yan, do you still want to gamble? Otherwise, let's continue to waste time!"

Yan Qingyun put away her magic, suppressed her anger, and said, "Tell me! What do you want!" Pan Chengfeng began to look at Yan Qingyun with that look again. Yan Qingyun said angrily, "If you look at me like that again, be careful or I'll dig out your eyes!" Pan Chengfeng quickly put away his gaze and said, "Junior brother, I don't mean anything else. I just feel that there's nothing I want in you. How about this, Senior sister, you take out another 10,000 points. If I can take one of your moves, you can give me another 10,000 points. How about that?" Yan Qingyun asked doubtfully, "That's it?" Pan Chengfeng said, "Why? Senior sister, do you want me to make other requests?" Yan Qingyun waved her hands and said, "No, no, okay! Just 10,000 points. As long as you can take one of my moves, I will not only admit defeat, but also give you another 10,000 points! Are you ready?"

Pan Chengfeng crossed his arms and said proudly: "I've been ready for a long time, come on, senior sister~ You're welcome!" Yan Qingyun's eyes suddenly glowed white, and she slowly flew into the air, with a two-meter-long spear in her hand, which turned out to be a mid-grade spiritual treasure! Pan Chengfeng screamed: "Senior sister, you didn't say you were going to use a spiritual treasure! You're cheating!" Yan Qingyun sneered: "I regret it, I didn't say what move I would use, this move is my strongest move! If you can catch it, I will give you 10,000 points!"

Pan Chengfeng's scalp tingled. Seeing Yan Qingyun constantly gathering her magic power and injecting it into the spear, the spear was full of lightning and crackling, which looked very scary. Pan Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Come on! I don't believe I can't handle a little girl's moves!" Yan Qingyun laughed and said, "Take it! Sun Chasing Thunder Spear!" Yan Qingyun aimed at Pan Chengfeng and threw out her strongest move! Seeing the spear slowly growing bigger, Pan Chengfeng did not dare to neglect it and hurriedly offered up his magic treasure: "The Dean's Seal! Hold it for me!" This seal, which Pan Chengfeng usually used to exercise his body, grew as it saw the wind. It soon became three feet long and wide, with a strong golden light, and it rushed towards the spear!

With a loud bang, the spear and the seal were stuck in mid-air, making a crackling sound. Seeing that her spear was actually blocked, Yan Qingyun said angrily: "Pan Chengfeng, you are cheating! You actually used a magic treasure to block it!" Pan Chengfeng kept injecting his magic power into the seal, and replied with some difficulty: "Didn't senior sister also use a magic treasure to hit me? Let's not say anything to each other!" Sweat began to appear on Yan Qingyun's forehead, which was a sign of excessive consumption of magic power. The consumption of magic power to drive a magic treasure is very scary. Originally thought that Pan Chengfeng could be solved in one go, but it turned into a war of attrition. Yan Qingyun is now in a dilemma.

Pan Chengfeng actually didn't show that he was struggling. He was not afraid of anyone who was more powerful than him. In addition, Yan Qingyun had already consumed a lot of mana before, and Pan Chengfeng just dodged and didn't waste any mana. The final result was not difficult to guess. Yan Qingyun's face was pale, and beads of sweat kept falling down. Seeing this, Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Senior sister, you are almost exhausted~ I think you should admit defeat~"

Yan Qingyun gritted her teeth and said, "You're not much better! I won't admit defeat!" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "This little girl is so stubborn! Forget it, Elder Yan is not bad, I'll let you go!" Pan Chengfeng started acting again, pushing the seal slowly down with his spear. Yan Qingyun was overjoyed, "You can't do it, you still dare to be stubborn!" Yan Qingyun gritted her teeth, and poured the remaining magic power into the spear, which grew another half a foot longer out of thin air.

Pan Chengfeng resisted the pressure and controlled the seal to move back little by little until it almost touched the floor. Yan Qingyun shouted, "Go!" With a ding, the spear pushed the seal away and shot towards Pan Chengfeng. Yan Qingyun seemed to see Pan Chengfeng nailed to the floor. Just when she was happy, Pan Chengfeng sacrificed a small bell. After the small bell appeared, it immediately protected Pan Chengfeng. The spear hit the small bell with a dong sound and was bounced away. The spear turned dozens of times in the air, slowly returned to its original length, and with a puff, it pierced into the floor.

Pan Chengfeng put away the small bell, looked at Yan Qingyun who was still in a daze, and bowed, saying: "Senior Sister, I'm grateful~" Yan Baifeng also announced the result at this time: "Pan Chengfeng wins, rest for a quarter of an hour and continue the game." Yan Qingyun seemed to have just reacted and shouted: "Pan Chengfeng, you are cheating! You actually used two spiritual treasures! I don't accept it!" Yan Baifeng frowned and said: "Yun'er, go down!" Yan Qingyun looked at her aunt and said aggrievedly: "Aunt, this kid is obviously cheating!" Yan Baifeng's tone changed and scolded: "Shut up! Losing is losing, there are no excuses, go down and prepare for the next game!" Yan Qingyun: "I..." Pan Chengfeng rubbed his hands, came to Yan Qingyun and said: "Senior Sister Yan, 10,000 points..." Yan Qingyun: "You..." Yan Baifeng interrupted: "If you are willing to bet, you must accept the loss. A cultivator must be consistent in his words and deeds!"

Yan Qingyun gritted her teeth and transferred the points to Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng happily received the points and came to the team of his direct disciples. He found Hei Kun and said, "Brother Hei, is it time to cash in our bet?" Hei Kun's teeth were almost broken, but he still smiled and replied, "Of course, Junior Brother, I'll take it. Senior Brother's points are very hot!" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Junior Brother is not afraid of the heat."

Pan Chengfeng returned to Shuang'er and couldn't hold back any longer. He laughed out loud: "Now the points are enough. Young master can't wait~" Shuang'er asked curiously: "Young master, why do you need so many points?" Pan Chengfeng said: "Shuang'er practices fire-attributed skills. I don't know how difficult it is for you. I practice thunder-attributed skills and magic. If I practice in the normal way, I don't know when I can practice it. Only by practicing in the sect's thunder pool can I get twice the result with half the effort~ These points are prepared for practice. The consumption of the thunder pool is terrible. The cheapest one costs 300 points a month. I estimate that it will take several years to practice those magic. And the first level will definitely not meet my practice needs. So, young master, I plan to get more points, just in case."

Pan Chengfeng checked his points and thought to himself, "If I go to the third level, I'll get 30 points a day, which means I'll get 900 points a month. That's points a year, and I'll have four years of training. I don't know if I can master all those skills and techniques. I also need to break through the golden elixir stage! With this calculation, my points are still a little tight." Putting his thoughts aside, Pan Chengfeng began to meditate and rest. The few moves just now had consumed some of his magic power, so he had to be in the best condition for every battle.