735: C735 Soul Impact

C735 Soul Impact

"With you?"

Ye Fan was slightly shocked.

"That's right. Don't you want to talk to me freely?"

President Wang revealed a profound smile.

"Can I refuse?"

"No."

Following the disdainful gazes of the crowd, Ye Fan and Ye Fan slowly left.

However, they did not really come to the end of President Wang's life.

Eh?

Isn't this the Martial Association's Treasure Pavilion?

He had previously cheated a Japanese ninja here.

No, they were in the library next to the treasury.

What did this mean?

Ye Fan pretended to be confused and surprised.

"What is this place? You want me to live here?"

President Wang smiled meaningfully. "Fan, you are the youngest and most promising person in our association."

"I don't have anything to give you. I can only pour some resources into you."

"This is the Martial Association's treasure vault! There are all kinds of cultivation techniques, secret manuals, and martial skills inside!"

Ye Fan did not mind.

Did he lack cultivation techniques and martial skills?

Compared to the martial skills given to him by the demons, the books here were trash.

However, he could not bear to reject President Wang's good intentions.

Sigh!

Life was like a movie, and it all depended on acting.

Cooperate with him.

Ye Fan said hypocritically, "Wow, this is too unbelievable."

"Hehe! I have high expectations for you. You must not let me down. When the time comes, you and Sicong will become the two peerless geniuses of our association."

The more President Wang spoke, the more excited he became.

"Alright, then I will not disappoint Uncle Wang's good intentions. I will spend the night here."

"It's fine. You can stay as long as you want. The door of this place will always be open for you."

President Wang continued to smile and said, "Alright, you can go. I will go back to sleep."

"Bang!"

The door of the Compendium Pavilion was slammed shut. In an instant, everything in front of them turned pitch black.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

However, in the next moment.

The lights on both sides of the room suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire Treasure Vault.

There was a flight of stairs in front of him, followed by a stone wall.

"It's quite mysterious."

Ye Fan quickened his pace and walked out of a long corridor along the flight of stairs.

His field of vision suddenly became clear. There were only a few bookshelves and a bed in the huge space.

There were some rations and nothing else on the bed.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. The conditions were too difficult.

Ye Fan then looked around.

The bookshelves were filled with all kinds of secret manuals.

"Alright, then I'll just cultivate for a night."

"I don't want to be defeated by the young master in Ox Demon King's illusion realm."

"Why don't I find a few books to read first? What if there is something good?"

The first thing Ye Fan saw was a soul technique manual.

He held it in his hand and felt it for a bit. He gently touched it. It was a martial technique called "Soul Shock."

Hmm?

What is this?

Soul techniques had always been a forbidden technique.

Furthermore, it was quite profound and could kill without being noticed.

It can't be.

He picked up a treasure in the first book.

Alright, let's try cultivating it. If it succeeds, we can have another attack method in the future.

Ye Fan opened the secret book and started to practice.

"Soul Shock" is something similar to telekinesis.

Controlling and using it to attack the opponent.

It's very simple and crude, it's a type of head-on attack.

Moreover, it was a double-edged sword. If the opponent's soul was stronger than his, then the one who would be injured would not be his enemy.

But to be honest.

Soul thoughts were a mysterious thing.

It was quite difficult to cultivate it within a short period of time.

However, Ye Fan wasn't afraid.

My talent is here.

If he didn't cultivate well, others wouldn't even be able to cultivate.

Besides, spiritual energy is also born in an invisible way at the beginning, so everyone still uses it very well.

Concentrating soul power to directly attack the other party's soul, one would be in a trance if it was light, and a heavy responsibility would be able to shatter the other party's soul, turning them into a living corpse walking corpse.

Ye Fan looked at the introduction of the "soul attack" and was overjoyed.

Although the rank of this martial skill was not high, it was exactly what he needed urgently right now.

Looks like this Compendium Pavilion isn't as bad as he imagined.

Then, he looked around once more.

The other secret manuals seemed to be useless.

After eating some simple food, Ye Fan entered a state of cultivation.

His handsome face became serious, and as he breathed smoothly, there was a trace of invisible energy swirling around his head.

After entering his head, it formed a strange cyclone. The cyclone slowly rotated, as if looking at this cyclone would make one feel strange.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes opened wide and a wave of energy swept out. The air seemed to ripple.

Because of the excessive energy, Ye Fan's face flushed red.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel traces of terrifying energy permeating his body.

After an unknown period of time, this energy continued to solidify in Ye Fan's body. It was being refined and absorbed into the vortex.

With a thought, a rather powerful soul force swept out once again. This time, it only charged right in front of Ye Fan.

This "soul attack" was to condense soul force to attack a target.

At this point, Ye Fan could be considered to have achieved a small success.

Immediately after, he revealed an expression of invincibility and loneliness.

"Ai, such a difficult martial skill, I'll be cultivating it in less than a night."

"I just want to ask, who else is it? Un? "

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

Ye Fan decided to continue practicing for a while, so that he wouldn't be unfamiliar with it when the time came.

...

The next day.0

Anyang arrived at the entrance of the library early in the morning.

She asked President Wang and found out that Ye Fan spent the night here.

At this moment, she was holding a bowl of steaming hot food in her hand. She didn't know if she should send it in or not.

She wanted to give it to him because she felt sorry for him. He had fought so late last night and had suffered some minor injuries.

She didn't want to give it to him because Ye Fan had lied to her. What family heirloom? She only needed one person.

As she thought about it, she felt a little aggrieved. A mist appeared in her eyes.

"Anyang, what happened to you?"

Anyang turned her head and saw Zhong Ru walking over. She politely greeted him. "Senior Martial Brother Zhong."

She saw that Anyang did not answer her question.

Zhong Ru did not give up and asked again, "Anyang, I don't know why you have tears on your face."

"Little skinny monkey, you still want to chase after Anyang like this? Anyang already has an owner!"

At this time, Fatty Hu also carried fresh breakfast and slowly walked over.

He roughly understood the relationship between Anyang and Ye Fan.

Even if they were not lovers, they were definitely not ordinary.

Fatty Hu saw his brother's little sister being hit on and said indignantly.

Zhong Ru was stunned by the sudden words.

So he looked at Hu Junye. He was tall and fat. This was clearly a pig demon that stood up.

He looked at Hu Junye's arm and lowered his head to look at his leg. It seemed to be as thick as an average pig.

This person was really not an ordinary fat person.

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