Chen Xiaofan Makes His Move

"In reply, Master, I comprehended twenty percent!" Mei Chaofeng said excitedly!

Twenty percent?

Huang Yaoshi was instantly overjoyed and immediately said, "Not bad! Truly not bad!"

To comprehend twenty percent of such a profound divine skill was, honestly speaking, already quite impressive.

Lu Chengfeng also said, "Master, I too comprehended twenty percent. Watch me vent Junior Sister Mei's anger right now!"

He had failed to stand up for Mei Chaofeng earlier and had been rather unwilling to accept it, but now that he possessed such a martial art, his confidence immediately swelled!

Huang Yaoshi said nothing. Instead, he turned to the other disciples and asked, "How much did you comprehend?"

"Ten percent." Quite a few lowered their heads as they spoke.

"Ten percent is not bad!" Huang Yaoshi nodded before saying to Lu Chengfeng, "Go. Defeat this Ye brat and uphold the name of Peach Blossom Island!"

Imitating the form, Lu Chengfeng raised his fingers. Profound energy gathered between his palm and fingers as a small stone shot out like lightning.

"A mayfly shaking a tree!" Ye Gucheng still used his sword hilt to block it.

With a bang, the attacks collided. The small stone flew back and struck Lu Chengfeng squarely in the chest.

"Ah!"

Lu Chengfeng let out a miserable cry and was sent flying!

Everyone around them was stunned.

How was he still no match for this Ye fellow?

Fortunately, Ye Gucheng had not used much force. Lu Chengfeng flew into a wall and kept coughing up blood, but they were merely superficial injuries and nothing serious.

"How boring. Is this the martial art Huang Yaoshi boasted to the heavens about? I'm embarrassed for all of you," Ye Gucheng said disdainfully as he calmly withdrew his hand.

Huang Yaoshi could no longer save face.

How was he still no match for this Ye fellow? Why was it still like this?

He could also tell that the other party had held back. Otherwise, Lu Chengfeng would have been more likely dead than alive!

At the side, Mei Chaofeng gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her hand, seemingly about to attack.

Huang Yaoshi hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Wait, we cannot lose any more face!"

But the stone in Mei Chaofeng's hand had already shot out.

Ye Gucheng raised his sword hilt to block as before. Under the outward release of his powerful True Essence, the small stone flew back once more and shot into Mei Chaofeng.

"Ah!"

Like Lu Chengfeng, Mei Chaofeng immediately coughed up blood and flew backward.

Huang Yaoshi's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

Humiliating—truly humiliating!

Their comprehension was still insufficient. Twenty percent was simply incapable of bringing out the true power of the Finger Flicking Divine Skill!

If there had been a disciple with exceptionally powerful comprehension, they would have turned the tables long ago!

"Huang Yaoshi, none of your disciples are any good. Is there anyone left? If not, then you can take the field yourself!" Ye Gucheng said arrogantly, his chest thrust high.

Huang Yaoshi fell silent.

On the hilltop.

Chen Xiaofan watched this scene, his brows slightly furrowed.

He suddenly felt that, having learned so many of Huang Yaoshi's martial arts, perhaps he ought to help him out of this predicament.

To receive a peach and return a plum...

Suddenly, Chen Xiaofan thought of something else.

"Right, I was so focused on learning Huang Yaoshi's that I didn't learn Ye Gucheng's. If I go out now, I can learn his at close range!"

"Having learned both, this trip won't have been in vain!"

With that thought, he prepared to step out.

At that moment, Ye Gucheng suddenly sensed something. He whipped around for a look and shouted angrily, "Who is spying over there? Sneaking around like a ghost—come out!"

He had been full of arrogance and did not care at all before, but with the sunlight slanting in, he abruptly noticed a silhouette on the hill over there. It seemed someone was lying in wait there!

Had his Sword Skill been studied away by someone?

Ye Gucheng's Sword Skill was an exceptionally exquisite Martial Arts Technique. He did not want anyone secretly observing it and learning it!

Hmm?

Chen Xiaofan frowned.

He had not expected to be discovered.

Huang Yaoshi and the disciples hurriedly looked in that direction as well and shouted, "Who is it?"

Since he had been discovered, it seemed he had no choice but to step out... Chen Xiaofan said to himself before walking out.

"Master, it's me."

He quickly arrived before Huang Yaoshi and gave a slight bow, neither servile nor overbearing.

Having learned someone's martial arts, it was only proper to call him Master.

"You, you..." Huang Yaoshi was about to ask who he was when Ye Gucheng flew into a rage, afraid that someone had secretly observed his swordsmanship. He shouted, "Brat, who are you? What were you doing hiding over there!"

Chen Xiaofan had long been prepared. "I am Master's youngest disciple. I was picking peaches over there to eat."

As he spoke, he took out the two peach pits in his hand.

The youngest disciple?

Huang Yaoshi and the many disciples looked at one another.

Where had such a disciple come from?

Ye Gucheng absolutely did not believe him and angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense. Since you are Huang Yaoshi's disciple, then if you have the ability, fight me!"

Chen Xiaofan said calmly, "I was just about to spar with you."

Huang Yaoshi and the disciples immediately looked at one another again.

Had they heard correctly? This little child actually wanted to spar with Ye Gucheng?

"No!" Huang Yaoshi stopped him. "You little child, your teeth have not even fully grown in. Don't accidentally throw away your life!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaofan said calmly, "Master, this Ye fellow has repeatedly crushed our spirit. If this disciple does not teach him a lesson, would not the mighty name of Peach Blossom Island be swept to the ground?"

"This, but..." Huang Yaoshi wanted to speak, yet stopped himself.

Teach him a lesson? Were you stronger than Ye Gucheng, that you dared to teach him a lesson?

Mei Chaofeng and the others were also dumbfounded. A mere seven-year-old child was actually claiming he would teach Ye Gucheng a lesson. Had they heard wrong?

Ye Gucheng suddenly threw back his head and laughed. "Good! Good! Good! You actually claim you will teach me a lesson. Tell me, if you cannot teach me a lesson today, what then?"

Chen Xiaofan did not waste words. He directly struck out with his palm.

Great Earth Moving Thunderous Form Intent Palm!

"Boom!"

A shocking palm force erupted, surging forward like raging waves.

Ye Gucheng froze, but still laughed. "A mayfly shaking a tree!"

He also blasted out with a palm!

"Boom-crack!"

The two palms collided. Ye Gucheng did not even have room to resist before he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying!

What!

The entire scene was shocked!

Huang Yaoshi and the many disciples looked at one another once again!

What kind of palm technique was this? It was clearly from the same lineage as the Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm!