The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 113 I won’t show you!

Judging from Tang Yan's lip shape, Wan Fei can guarantee a thousand times that Tang Yan said "Auntie, congratulations!".

Damn, I’m only twenty-two this year!

Last time at Cangyun Mountain, I looked so embarrassed. You can call me that, but how can I look like an auntie now?

He resisted the urge to fight with his savior, glared at Tang Yan, and then sat back in Fang Cheng's seat.

Tang Yan clearly read the subtext of "you wait" from Wan Fei's eyes.

"Hey, Miss Wan Fei, why do you look so unhappy even though you won?" Fang Xuan joked when he saw Wan Fei coming over, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Hmph, mind your own business." Wan Fei was angry and replied unhappily.

"Ha, in this East Region competition, three of the top five places will be from our Fangcheng," Cheng Gong said with a smile.

"People in Songcheng thought so before, but they lost in the end." Wan Fei said indifferently.

"Oh? Could it be that Miss Wan Fei thinks that Tang Yan will be better than Fang Xuan or me?" Cheng Gong felt a little angry.

"There are always people who are better than you. Master Cheng, don't underestimate your opponents."

Cheng Gong laughed out of anger, stood up and said, "I'll go see what number that guy is and try to meet him."

Looking at Cheng Gong's back, Wan Fei showed a gloating smile on her face: "Humph, you dare to call me aunt, retribution has come."

"What's your number, kid?"

Tang Yan was talking to Lin Dongxue when he suddenly heard a question. Turning his head, he found that the person was Cheng Gong, and Tang Yan felt a little puzzled.

"I'm asking you a question." Cheng Gong came over and pointed at Tang Yan, urging him.

Tang Yan frowned unhappily. There was no need for him to give face to someone who didn't respect him. He said coldly, "What the hell is it to you?"

When Cheng Gong walked over, he had already attracted a lot of people's attention.

Hearing Tang Yan's disrespectful words, there was an instant burst of laughter.

Seeing Tang Yan's attitude, Cheng Gong was furious. Seeing Tang Yan's nameplate upside down on the table, he reached out and flipped it open.

"Snapped!"

Tang Yan slapped Cheng Gong's hand away.

"Show me!"

Seeing that Tang Yan actually opened his hand, Cheng Gong became angry and tried to grab the sign again.

"roll!"

Tang Yan opened Cheng Gong's hand again without hesitation.

"Looking for death!" A hint of coldness flashed in Cheng Gong's eyes, and he tried to lift Tang Yan's number plate again.

"Snapped!"

The response to Cheng Gong was still to open his hand.

However, this time, after Cheng Gong's hand was slapped away, he did not continue to lift Tang Yan's number plate, but punched Tang Yan's wrist.

Tang Yan pulled his hand back and avoided the attack.

Seeing Tang Yan dodge, Cheng Gong's eyes flashed with disdain. In the face of strength, all pretense is nonsense.

When Tang Yan saw Cheng Gong reaching out to lift the wooden sign for the fourth time, he was filled with infinite anger.

"Snapped!"

A loud sound was heard, but unlike the previous three times, this time it was not the arm that was hit, but Cheng Gong's face.

"You are so shameless!" Tang Yan cursed angrily.

This crisp slap attracted a lot of attention, and the scene was suddenly in an uproar. Although the person competing on the stage was Du Shu, one of the four young masters of the Eastern Region, his appeal was instantly reduced compared to Cheng Gong being slapped.

"You are looking for death!" After a brief moment of distraction, Cheng Gong's face turned red.

I was actually slapped by someone from Yuncheng? How can I survive in Fangcheng in the future?

The aura of the fourth level of the Xuan rank was instantly unleashed, anger burned in Cheng Gong's eyes, and he punched Tang Yan with hatred.

"What's going on over there? Could it be that they can't wait to decide the winner?" Not understanding why the two started fighting on the stage, people in the crowd asked those who knew what was going on.

"Didn't you see it? That kid from Yuncheng just slapped Cheng Gong!" Someone answered immediately.

In just a few breaths, the news that Cheng Gong, the Four Young Masters of the Eastern Region, was slapped by Tang Yan of Yuncheng spread among tens of thousands of people!

Feeling Cheng Gong's fierce punch, Tang Yan felt a chill in his heart.

Being known as one of the Four Young Masters of the East Region, his strength must be remarkable. I only have the strength of the third rank of the Xuan Rank. If I don't use some trump cards, it will take a lot of trouble to completely suppress Cheng Gong.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan bravely went forward to meet the enemy.

"call!"

A very soft voice suddenly came from Tang Yan's palm. A bone-white flame flashed in Tang Yan's palm.

As Tang Yan's understanding of the Fire Control Technique improved, and after more than ten days of refining the Soul Refining Fire, he was already able to lock the fire's attack range on one person.

The moment the soul-refining fire appeared, Cheng Gong felt as if his head was pricked by needles and he suddenly felt dizzy.

Although this feeling was fleeting, it lasted enough time for Tang Yan.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp sound was heard, and Cheng Gong was slapped in the face by Tang Yan again.

This time, Tang Yan did not hold back and slapped Cheng Gong so hard that he was pushed back several steps.

Because the incident happened suddenly, only a few people saw Cheng Gong being beaten last time. But now everyone's attention has fallen on Tang Yan, and every move of the two has fallen into everyone's eyes.

When they saw Cheng Gong really being slapped by Tang Yan, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Isn't Cheng Gong one of the four princes of the East Region? With such a strong strength, how could he be completely powerless in front of Tang Yan?

"I will kill you!" Cheng Gong steadied his body, feeling a burning pain on his face. His eyes were red, and he rushed towards Tang Yan again.

"Big explosion!" Cheng Gong roared, and countless air currents gathered in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The air currents squeezed each other, making dull sounds. Cheng Gong's clothes also rustled with the air currents.

He took a heavy step forward, and a terrifying aura poured towards Tang Yan.

Cheng Gong's attack actually gave Tang Yan a feeling of oppression as if a mountain was pressing down on his head.

The power of a Xuan-level fourth-grade martial art displayed at full strength can be imagined.

Tang Yan did not resist. He quickly performed the Phantom Step on the spot, dodged a step to the left, and then unleashed the Thousand Mountains Fist.

"Third rank!" Feeling the aura from Tang Yan, Wan Fei and Fang Xuan, who were sitting in Fang Cheng's seat, had expressions of great surprise in their eyes.

This kid has been hiding his strength since the beginning of the East Region Competition!

"Bang bang bang!"

The third punch of Qianshan Fist, at an extremely tricky angle, hit Cheng Gong's left rib fiercely.

The energy here is the weakest. Tang Yan is confident that he can withstand Cheng Gong's hateful attack with the strength of the third level.

But just holding on was not what Tang Yan wanted, so he used the Soul Refining Fire again.

The bone-white color flashed in front of his fist, and Cheng Gong experienced the familiar dizziness again. At this moment, the flow of true energy was actually cut off.

"boom!"

As his mind was affected, the power of Cheng Gong's move was greatly reduced. After the moves collided, Cheng Gong's body was knocked back a step.

"Snapped!"

Tang Yan stepped forward and slapped him again.