C37 (1/2)

《 Heaven Shaking Tyrant Fist》, middle level Yellow Level, using the tyrant to gather power, its power shaking the heavens …

《 Cloud Breaking Sword Art》, middle level Yellow Level, sword going through the clouds, sword sweeping through the desolate lands …

”[Holy Hand of Capturing Demons], low-grade Yellow Level, Righteous Qi, pressure demons …

All kinds of cultivation techniques and battle techniques were arranged here. One had to admit that the cultivation techniques and battle techniques here were very comprehensive, and there were all kinds of them. However, this level was basically filled with Yellow Level, and even high-grade Yellow Level s were extremely rare.

Yun Fan was not greedy, he only wanted to find a suitable house. As long as it wasn't suitable, he would casually flip through it and put it back in its original place.

This immediately attracted the attention of many disciples. All of the disciples who entered Nebula Pavilion were abnormally excited when they saw so many cultivation techniques and martial skills.

Especially those of the middle grade Yellow Level and above, they couldn't help but keep reading after flipping through it. Although he could only choose one, he could only remember a little at a time. He might be able to obtain a martial skill after a few tries.

”He is the one who defeated Zheng Yuyang? Do you really think that you are a genius that you can memorize just by flipping through it? ”

”You sure know how to act tough. I was lucky enough to win just once, and my tail rose up into the sky.”

”If it's really that amazing, then we'll go to the third floor. What the hell are we doing here!”

Although the sect disciples did not know that Yun Fan was someone who had passed the Wishing Peak Assessment, everyone knew that Yun Fan had defeated and killed Chang Yingyan.

As fellow sect disciples, especially those with a bit of strength, who would be willing to be suppressed by others? The mocking and ridiculing voices came from the mouths of the disciples on the first floor.

Yun Fan did not even glance at these people. In his eyes, these people could only be weak. They were not worthy to be his opponents.

After circling the second floor for a while, he was unable to find anything suitable for the examination.

There were a lot fewer disciples on the second floor and only Congenital Stage disciples could go up to the second floor. They all spread out and earnestly searched for martial skills and cultivation methods. A few people were gathered on one side, standing out.

Yun Fan was not the type of person to join in the fun, and headed towards a place with fewer people.

The second floor also had many bookshelves, but much less than the first floor. Moreover, the lowest grade was upper Yellow Level, which made one's heart palpitate.

The second floor was the upper level of Yellow Level. If it was the third or fourth floor, then wouldn't it all be above the middle level of Profound Level?

Thinking about it, Yun Fan sighed. Who wouldn't want high level martial skills and cultivation techniques? But he wasn't the type to be overambitious.

Putting aside these random thoughts, he started flipping through them. However, after walking around for a bit, he still couldn't find anything suitable. At this moment, a cold shout was suddenly heard.

”Wait!”

Turning his head to look, he saw a tall and sturdy looking disciple who was tall and big with curvy muscles and was savagely arrogant as he coldly stared at him.

Yun Fan thought for a while, and realized that he did not recognize this person, and couldn't help but ask: ”Who are you, what's the matter?”

All of a sudden, the Barbarian Disciples' disciples surrounded the disciple and began sneering.

”What big guts!”

”I don't even know Senior Brother Sikong Pengfei. Senior Brother Sikong is one of the two great men of Outer Peak.”

”You really take yourself seriously. Do you think defeating Zheng Yuyang is equivalent to Congenital Stage? With your Body Tempering Stage, what qualifications do you have to come to the second floor, get lost! ”

Yun Fan shook his head, these disciples were obviously here to cause trouble. Whatever the reason, he did not want to waste time.

”Ji Wai is done?” ”Once you're done, move aside. Don't delay me in my selection of martial skills.”