C2001 One Finger
Yun Fan turned around and walked out. He looked at Yun Fan's back and Luo Hongyan punched the bed. The entire bed instantly shattered.
"I will definitely kill you!" Luo Hongyan said with resentment.
"Brother Yun..."
Zhang Tong, who was outside the door, looked at Yun Fan and wanted to say something but stopped herself.
She did not understand why Yun Fan would do that. Either he killed her or she did not want to sleep. Not attacking now made Luo Hongyan's hatred even more intense. It did not make sense.
"You think too much. You should understand that this is not what I want."
Yun Fan walked into the main hall and started cultivating.
In the past three days, he had already transformed the five elemental laws into the power of five laws. What he needed to do now was to completely transform the power of Yin and Yang into the power of the Yin And Yang Law.
This was a meticulous task. The reason Yun Fan didn't do it before was because he didn't have time.
The power of Yin and Yang was to transform and fuse the power of five different Laws into it. It was like merging six different types of powers. It was needless to say.
Yun Fan was cultivating in the main hall. Naturally, no one would disturb him. A day passed very quickly. When the eastern fish belly turned white, the entire main hall became noisy.
Not only did the news of him not going into seclusion infuriate the disciples of Floating Cloud Mountain, but also many elders.
It felt like not allowing them to cultivate was equivalent to taking their lives.
"If we don't revoke the order, we won't accept this Sect Master."
"At worst, we'll just leave the sect. We can't cultivate anywhere!"
"Don't tell me you're afraid of not being as strong as us and losing face by making a Sect Master!"
Looking at the indignant crowd, Luo Zhong did not say anything. Actually, he also wanted to know why Yun Fan gave such an order.
This was too illogical. As long as it was a Cultivator, it would probably not be able to accept it.
"Are you done arguing? Or do you guys think that your strength is very powerful?"
Yun Fan walked out and beside him, Zhang Tong and Luo Hongyan stood by the side. They were like two maidservants, doing their duty.
"Sect Master, your order is too unreasonable. Cultivating and not letting people enter seclusion, what kind of thing is this?" A young man stood out.
He had a ferocious look on his face, and his body was emitting an exuberant fighting spirit. Unlike the disciples of ordinary sects, this young man had obviously experienced a Life-and-death Battle battle before. The scars on his face were especially conspicuous.
This man seemed to have a lot of prestige amongst the disciples. As soon as he stood out, all the disciples fell silent. It was as if this person was the representative.
"What's your name?" Yun Fan asked.
"What's wrong? Do you want to punish me? I'm not afraid of that. My name is Gaishi Xiong." The young man puffed out his strong chest and said.
"Gaishi Xiong, your name is not bad. You have a bit of momentum. You are a Half-step of Monarch Stage. Since you have stood out, it means that you think you are pretty strong.
I can understand that you don't understand me when we first met, so I will give you a chance. If you can withstand one of my attacks, you can ignore my words in the future.
But if you can't even take one of my attacks, then shut your mouth and do as I say from now on." Yun Fan said coldly.
"Alright!" Gaishi Xiong drew his stance, and a short halberd appeared in his hand. The aura on his body rose rapidly.
Yun Fan nodded his head slightly. Although this man was older than Qin Ming, he was also at the Half-step of Monarch Stage, and his combat strength was obviously stronger than Qin Ming's.
"Are you ready?" Yun Fan asked.
"Alright, let's attack!" Gaishi Xiong blocked the halberd in front of him.
Yun Fan stretched out his index finger and stabbed out rapidly. A sword light as thick as a finger appeared in front of his opponent in a flash.
"Break for me!"
Gaishi Xiong shouted loudly. He hacked down with the power of the ancient halberd, bombarding the sword beam.
With a dull sound, the sword light disappeared. The ancient halberd smashed heavily onto the ground, creating a huge crack.
Gaishi Xiong kept stepping back until he was a hundred meters away. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was filled with shock.
His full strength attack was actually unable to block a finger of his opponent. He was a Half-step of Monarch Stage, how could this be possible?
The surrounding disciples looked at Yun Fan in horror. They suddenly realized that this newly arrived Sect Master was even stronger than the rumors.
After defeating ten Peak Ninth Level of Sovereign Stage warriors, they felt that he would at most be a Half-step of Monarch Stage warrior. But now, the strongest Half-step of Monarch Stage in the sect couldn't even withstand a single finger of the Sect Master.
"I didn't expect that the Sect Master had already comprehended a trace of the power of the Laws. I'm completely convinced of my defeat. I, Gaishi Xiong, am a man of my word. Whatever the Sect Master says, I will do as it is told."
Gaishi Xiong came back to his senses and used his sleeve to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He stepped forward with a serious expression.
"Alright, that's what I want. Now, bring all the disciples above Seventh Level of Sovereign Stage to Big Battlefield.
Without experiencing the tempering of blood and fire, without experiencing life and death, your realm is just a decoration.
All the battle credits you obtained in Big Battlefield will be exchanged for Battle Coin. 30% of them will be handed over to the sect. I will build a special place for seclusion here.
Anyone who doesn't have sufficient accumulation and sufficient combat strength will not have the qualifications to enter secluded cultivation. Go!" Yun Fan waved his hand and said.
Although the disciples were reluctant, before they could say anything, Gaishi Xiong said loudly, "Let me tell you, come with me. Don't pretend to be a coward, or else I won't use the Blood Devil. I'll kill him myself. Let's go!"
"Gaishi Xiong, after a month, you have brought back some disciples with decent combat strength who are close to breaking through. When the time comes, we will go into seclusion together. If you don't break through, then don't go out." Yun Fan said.
Gaishi Xiong was stunned for a moment, then he nodded and said, "Don't worry. Sect Master, I won't let you down. But if you break through at that time, I wonder if the Sect Master can give you another chance?"
"Haha, you won't admit defeat. Very well, I'll give you this chance." Yun Fan said with a smile.
Everyone left. These people were the cornerstones of the Floating Cloud Mountain. It was a huge risk for all of them to go to the Big Battlefield.
Elder Fu frowned and said, "All of you go to the Sect Master. The risk is too great. Why don't..."
"Why not? If you want to make this Sect Master, I can give it to you. If you don't want to do it, then don't talk nonsense. "
Yun Fan's face darkened, and he said coldly," Are you a First Level of Monarch Stage? Then take my attack as well! "
As Yun Fan spoke, he stretched out his index finger, and it was no different than when he attacked Gaishi Xiong. Elder Fu revealed a trace of displeasure on his face.
He was a First Level of Monarch Stage, using such a technique was looking down on him too much.
"Since the Sect Master has decided, I naturally won't oppose it. I'm just stating my thoughts..." Elder Fu said as he waved his palm toward the sword light.
The moment the Genuine Qi's palm touched the sword light, Elder Fu's expression changed drastically. He circulated the Genuine Qi with all his strength, and a powerful light was emitted from his palm. A trace of the power of law was released from the Genuine Qi's palm.
Bang!
With a light sound, it was as if a balloon had been pierced through. Elder Fu's body rapidly retreated, only stopping after more than ten meters.
Looking at the finger hole on his chest, Elder Fu said in shock, "Thank you, Sect Master, for showing mercy!"1
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