Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Get lost!"    

He shook his arms with all his might and punched out with both of his fists!    

A tiger's roar rang out, and the guard's expression changed drastically. A tiger's shadow suddenly appeared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. With a leap, violent gales arose from all directions.    

Yun Conglong and Feng Conghu.    

A tiger's roar grew.    

The elemental energy was like a ferocious mountain tiger, heavily smashing into the body of the guard and sending him flying into the air, spitting out blood in a crazed manner.    

Although both of them possessed Innate Eighth Level, it was still fine if Pang Lin did not make a move. However, the moment he did, he revealed his formidable strength, and defeated an expert of the same level in a second.    

No wonder he had the determination to become an outer disciple. So it turned out that he was able to jump levels and challenge others, so he had strength that was not inferior to Innate Ninth Level.    

The crowd also revealed expressions of not daring to underestimate him.    

"Formidable." This silly looking brat can actually defeat Martial Cultivator of the same level in one move! "    

"He dares to provoke the Fang family, he must have some strength, but the Fang family's power is far beyond his imagination, forget about the famous genius Faang Hao, even this young master Fang San Faang Wei is easily stronger than him."    

"I think that foolish brat is going to suffer. If he had submitted just now and kowtowed a few times, Faang Wei would have let him off, but he actually injured the Fang family guards and lost the face of the Fang family. With Faang Wei's overweeningly arrogant attitude, he would have definitely reported this back a thousand times.    

"..."    

Sure enough, Pang Lin punched and flew away the guards, and Faang Wei, who was originally sitting motionlessly, had a sinister look in his eyes, and bellowed: "You lowly commoner, you dare make a move against my Fang family's people, you are simply courting death!"    

His feet flashed, his figure quickly appeared in front of Pang Lin, and fiercely swung down with his palm.    

Pang Lin's pupils shrank. Sensing a strong sense of danger from this palm, he also threw out a punch.    

The two of them hit each other with their fists and palms. With a bang, strong gales sprung up everywhere and a huge crater was formed on the ground. They both took four to five steps back and were unexpectedly evenly matched.    

's cultivation was much higher than Pang Lin's, at least he had an early stage Innate Ninth Level, and as the young master of the Fang family, he could be said to be a little genius. It was extremely easy for Pang Lin to take care of his dog legs, if he were to meet such a talented person, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.    

Who would have thought that it would be so mediocre!    

Pang Lin's mind shook, and his chest straightened a bit.    

Seeing that, Faang Wei's face revealed a sinister smile, and said: "Brat, you don't think that palm strike was my full strength, right? I'm telling you, I was only probing with that palm strike just now. At most, I only used about thirty percent of my strength! "    

"Every member of the Fang Clan's direct bloodline is a genius!"    

Before his voice had even faded away, a series of explosive sounds could be heard from every bone in his body. His aura rose bit by bit, and in a flash, a strong wave of elemental energy was released.    

As the powerful aura spread out, the surrounding people, as well as the other three guards, started to stagger backwards in retreat under the awe of the aura. In the entire circle, only Ye Feng remained seated, unperturbed.    

A look of shock appeared on everyone's faces.    

"Although Faang Wei is the weakest amongst the Fang family's three brothers, his aura should be able to suppress those of the same rank. He is indeed an elite …"    

"That's right, no wonder he is so arrogant. It seems that passing the examination is no problem …"    

"Isn't that nonsense?" I do have elders at the Myriad Peerless Sect who are elders … "    

"..."    

He couldn't let his momentum continue to simmer.    

Pang Lin clenched his teeth, and shouted sternly: "Third Young Master of the Fang family, I, Pang Lin, will let you see, even Martial Cultivator who come from a small place have the guts to fight with all their might!"    

As he spoke, he took a step forward and viciously punched forward.    

"Tiger Traversing the Mountains and Rivers!"    

A giant, ferocious tiger rushed out with a surge of spirit energy, letting out a wild roar, as it charged towards Faang Wei.    

"You overestimate yourself."    

Faang Wei snorted, his right palm unleashed a gust of wind as it struck towards the giant tiger.    

In front of his palm, a surging wave of Essence Qi suddenly appeared. It was like a surging wave that quickly drew the tiger into the wave.    

Pang Lin's Giant Tiger roared with all its might, wanting to break through the wave that was engulfing it. However, even though Pang Lin was constantly channeling his Essence into it, he was unable to escape from it no matter what.    

Rumble …    

The waves of vitality had finally extinguished the huge tiger, and then, the remaining portion of its might was like a steed escaping from its restraints as it counterattacked towards Pang Lin.    

Time seemed to quiet down at this moment. Then, Pang Lin saw the blue wave surging towards him, yet his vitality had completely dissipated and was unable to withstand it. The remaining energy of the sweeping wave crashed onto his body, and he flew up from where he stood, his face flushed red.    

This was the first sign that he was about to vomit blood. However, before the blood even gushed out of his mouth, he forcefully swallowed it back down.    

He could disregard his life, but he could not lose face.    

"Kid, pay a heavy price for your ignorance."    

Faang Wei shouted coldly, he looked at the surrounding people, and the three guards who had yet to attack immediately laughed sinisterly, then struck out fiercely towards Pang Lin who had not landed on the ground yet.    

Based on Pang Lin's skill, if he hadn't been injured, he still had a bit of a chance of winning against three Eighth Level Martial Cultivator of the same level.    

However, not only was he injured, he was also in the air and had no way of relying on his strength. He could only watch helplessly as the six fists gradually grew larger in his eyes.    

With their master supporting them from behind, it was obvious that these guards would not show them any mercy. It was just that at this time, Pang Lin was helpless. Originally, Pang Lin had planned to use his Armor of Elemental Qi, using all of his spirit energy, hoping to defend against the ferocious attacks of the three people.    

But in that case, although there wouldn't be any danger to his life, but it would be inevitable for his injuries to increase.    

The Myriad Peerless Sect s were like a magnificent army that had crossed a bridge. Originally, wanting to become an outer disciple was already extremely difficult, and once one was injured, there would not even be a glimmer of hope.    

Thinking about the humiliation he had suffered in the past, Pang Lin's face turned serious, and a look of determination shot out from his eyes.    

Go back dejectedly just like that?    

To continue being humiliated and tormented by others?    

That was even worse than killing him.    

If he didn't succeed, then he would die. Since that was the case, he might as well go all out.    

In that moment, Pang Lin gave up any defense. Instead, he focused his spirit force on his right fist and threw out a punch towards the first Fang Family guard.    

Even if he died, he had to pull someone down with him.    

However, just as he was about to die, a shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and an unexpected figure appeared out of nowhere, standing between the guards and Pang Lin.    

Ye Feng stood there proudly, a smile on his face as he welcomed the six fists of the three guards. The attacks of the three Innate Eighth Level Martial Cultivator s were like three flies flying in front of him …