The Fiery Phoenix Pavilion: The Phoenix's Nirvana

He was so fast that he dared to provoke him and beat him into a pulp.

He dared to bully my disciple and beat him into a pulp.

A year later, the young man's heart was filled with emotion. He turned his head and said to the person beside him, "Brother, the person you want to compete with today is the same person who was beaten into a pulp yesterday. You should think carefully about how to defeat him and gain his favor."

At that moment, the fat man who had just stopped sparring put on a smile and walked over to the year-old man.

The young man walked to one side, and the fat man suddenly rushed out and shouted.

"He is the one who was beaten into a pulp by the master's disciple yesterday!"

"The master's intention is to let me, Brother Zhao, compete with him?"

"That's right."

Hearing the fat man's words, the year-old man immediately understood. This middle-aged man was actually the master's subordinate. Originally, he was not the real master.

"Then who is the person competing in the competition? Is it the master? Or is it the master's family?"

The year-old man, who was as round as a ball, walked up to the fat man and patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head and said to the person beside him, "Master, I want to compete with him."

The year-old man looked at Brother Zhao, his expression changed slightly, and then he fell silent.

"You, go away." The fat man pointed at the year-old man and said, "Just go and do your own thing. Don't delay."

"Brother Zhao has already gone up."

"Brother Zhao is the most skilled at beating people into a pulp, so he should be the one to compete with Brother Zhao. It's no wonder that Brother Zhao is old."

"Yes, he dared to provoke my master. He must have his reasons. Otherwise, he wouldn't have beaten the young master into a pulp. He's just confused."

"That's true. I also saw Brother Zhao fighting by himself. His speed is too fast. Brother Zhao's biggest weakness is his speed. He can only eat dirt."

"Speed is slow? Then let's directly increase the speed." The year-old man looked at the fat man in front of him and heard the shouting around him. He shouted and walked to the side. He quietly walked to the side and stood in front of the fat man. He said, "You are not bad. My speed is very fast."

"Let's spar, Brother."

The fat man smiled and his muscles bulged. He reached out and grabbed the year-old man.

"Speed increased." The year-old man muttered to himself and a stream of light instantly entered his body. In an instant, his entire body seemed to be reborn.

He smiled slightly, and his figure flickered, turning into a stream of light. He dodged the fat man's shove.

"Ah, such fast speed."

The year-old man saw the fat man's movements and his eyes lit up with excitement.

He was too fast.

And when he was excited, the fat man's body suddenly bumped into him. He bumped into him again, and the year-old man's body was pushed back.

Bang...

Under the fat man's speed, the year-old man didn't know how much strength he had. The force of the shove sent him flying and he landed on the ground with a groan.

[Master used his agility and defeated a player, gaining 50 survival points.]

"No, it's not the first place. It's only 50 points. I heard that it's because Brother Zhao is the first place in the entire family. He is the first place in the entire clan."

Hearing the system's prompt, the year-old man stood on the spot and a series of questions arose in his mind.

The four-week-old young master, at this moment, was completely stunned by the year-old man and the fat man who was groaning on the ground.

He was too fast.

He had never seen such speed before. It was even faster than his master.

"This is the speed of a human?"

"The world's martial arts are unparalleled. He is too fast. I am his opponent."

"Yes, no wonder he was kicked by the master today."

"The old man is stupid. My master can still open a shop in the Golden Sea City. What do you think?"

"Hmph, all martial arts have weaknesses. If his speed is not fast enough, his height is not enough, and he can't reach it. I will fight him and see if I can kick his ass. Then I won't believe that he can maintain his speed."

"Be careful, don't be too careless."

"It's okay. According to the ancestors' teachings, if someone is under the protection of the rules, the master will come to break the rules. It's like kicking a dog. Then, according to the dog's rules, he will continue to kick the dog."

"That's good, I'll go first."

A year-old man walked towards Brother Zhao and said, "I'll fight you. I can win. I don't know if you can win."

"I am Zhao. Please guide me."

"Ah..."

The year-old man roared and with lightning speed, he dodged towards the year-old man.

His speed was very fast, so the year-old man's speed was even faster. He dodged and then, before he could react, a foot fiercely kicked his buttocks. In an instant, he was kicked and rolled on the ground.

[Master used his agility and defeated a player, gaining 100 survival points.]

One hundred points of survival, He felt the system prompt flash. His eyes widened, and in that instant, he unleashed a powerful strike that no one else could see. The survival points were rapidly calculated.

First round: 10 survival points. Second round: 50 survival points. Third round: 100 survival points. Fourth round: 1000 survival points.

"I am Zhang Er," he said.

Another young man walked up to Zeng Huan. He tried to use his strength to suppress Zeng Huan, but soon he was also sent flying.

[System: Host uses brute force, defeats a second-round fire monster. Survival points +50.]

"I am Wang Er."

Another young man rushed towards Zeng Huan, but soon...

[System: Host uses brute force, defeats a second-round fire monster. Survival points +50.]

"I am..."

"I am..."

"I am..."

[System: Host uses brute force, defeats a third-round fire monster. Survival points +100.]

Finally, the last young man was also sent flying in the same manner, and he received another prompt about accumulating survival points.

Zeng Huan was a little dissatisfied.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

In an instant, another 1300 survival points surpassed him.

However, to wait for something, he looked at the young man who was trying to provoke him and pretended to be surprised.

"Mister, I am not here to fight you. I hope to spar with you. I hope you can succeed."

The young man cupped his fists and took a deep breath, then exhaled lightly. He regarded Zeng Huan as his strongest opponent and walked to the center of the arena, unleashing a powerful fist strike. "I am the third-generation inheritor of the Sword Pavilion, Ye Chen."

"Mister, I am coming."

Zeng Huan moved. His body turned into a blurry afterimage and he rushed towards Ye Chen. With incredible speed, he attacked Ye Chen's abdomen.

As a result, he was only halfway there when a large hand grabbed him. The shadow was already clear. He grabbed Zeng Huan's leg and even at that moment, if Zeng Huan hadn't been so fast and reacted in time, he would have been grabbed.

His leg... would have been grabbed by the young man.

"Good boy, you are indeed a master. Your speed is as fast as mine, but you are still too slow to attack me. You misjudged my attack." Zeng Huan dodged and said to the young man who was still arrogant.

The young man grabbed Zeng Huan's leg and knew that it was too late to continue. He retracted his fist and said, "Too slow, I admit defeat."