Yang Ke suddenly slapped Pan Yu on the face and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Pan Yu was stunned and said in astonishment: "No... isn't it dual cultivation?"
Yang Ke glared at Pan Yu, and then completely tore Pan Yu's clothes apart. At this moment, there was a dark red palm print on Pan Yu's chest. The palm prints were everywhere, and the skin had split into lines.
Yang Ke took out a black jade bottle and opened it immediately. Then, he gently poured it into the palm print. After a while, some white liquid slowly dripped onto Pan Yu's injured chest.
Instantly cool and refreshing!
This is Pan Yu’s feeling!
Pan Yu was also a little ashamed. Also, with this little injury, how could it be healed by dual cultivation?
Yang Ke glared at Pan Yu and said: "She hasn't learned the true fire palm yet, otherwise, this palm can directly penetrate your body and then burn all your internal organs to dregs."
After saying that, he paused and continued: "Why do you use that life-threatening method?"
Pan Yu thought for a while and then said: "There are two reasons. First, the simplest and crudest. Second, she looked down on me at the beginning. Therefore, using this method at this time will definitely succeed in one fell swoop. I will be injured and he will die."
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Yang Ke remained silent.
Pan Yu suddenly felt a little disappointed and said: "I planned to kill Dongfang Song, but it's a pity!"
Yang Ke said softly; "There are plenty of opportunities!"
Pan Yu looked at Yang Ke and said, "Isn't it possible that internal fighting is not prohibited in the academy?"
Yang Ke shook his head and said: "If you ban internal fighting, it is equivalent to destroying your cultivation! Of course, this internal fighting must be moderate. If it goes too far, we will naturally stop it. This time, she used a trick to get Sun Zhong to come to her.
You, she did it very cleanly and did not expose any tricks. You can only blame Sun Zhong for being too simple-minded!"
Pan Yu nodded slightly and said: "Clear!"
Yang Ke glanced at Pan Yu, and then said: "Heal your wounds well, and then practice your skills!"
With that said, he stood up, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly kicked Pan Yu's leg, saying: "Don't think about those messy things in your head, I am your instructor Yang, do you understand?"
After speaking, he turned and left.
Pan Yu was a little embarrassed.
Are you thinking wrong?!
Without thinking much, Pan Yu sat up and glanced at his chest. At this moment, the injury had recovered a lot. Obviously, the healing medicine Yang Ke gave her was unusual!
Pan Yu took a deep breath, and then took out the scroll of divine skills. As soon as she opened it, the scroll of divine skills turned into a blue light and sank into her body!
After a while, Pan Yu started to operate the technique, and soon, the spiritual energy around her surged toward her!
Feeling this wonderful scene, Pan Yu's face immediately showed a smile.
This god-level technique is awesome!
If you continue practicing at this rate, it won't even take a month to reach the psychic state.
As if deep in thought, Pan Yu suddenly said: "Jun Hu, what do you think of my talent?"
Hu Jun said calmly: "No!"
Pan Yu was stunned immediately.
Hu Jun said: "In a far distance, someone has reached the legendary divine realm at the age of nine, which is equivalent to thousands of god-level monsters!"
Hearing this, Pan Yu suddenly looked moved and said: "It seems that I am arrogant! I have to practice harder!"
After she finished speaking, she stopped talking and began to concentrate!
In the small pot, the mysterious voice suddenly said: "Her talent... is really not bad!"
Xiaohu said calmly: "How did her father fall into such a state of depravity? Did he just drift away? Do you hope that she will drift away too?"
The mysterious voice was silent.
Xiaohu said: "There must never be another descendant of the Gun King in this world!"
The mysterious voice said: "Of course!"
...
The other end.
Above a sea of clouds, an old man and a young man stood.
The visitors were none other than Xiao Zhan and Dongfang Song.