Chapter 347: The Year of the Lord

Yun Yun bit her lip, trying to judge the advantage. Although she had big breasts, it didn't mean she was brainless.

Xiao Zhen seized the opportunity and started to taunt at full level.

"What's the matter? Our Great Master Yun, you are not afraid, are you? Where is the momentum you had when you chased me for several blocks and chopped me?"

The arrogant Yun Yun could not stand such a provocation. She immediately took out her ancestral green sword, pointed it at Xiao Zhen and his nephew, and shouted loudly:

"What nonsense! Your nephew just has one more Dou Qi than my apprentice. Why are you so arrogant? You talk as if you will definitely win."

Xiao Zhen also took out his sword of luck. Although it was only a mid-grade treasure now, one level lower than the green sword in Yun Yun's hand, none of this mattered. What mattered was that he could not lose in momentum!

"Since Sect Master Yun Yun has so much confidence in your disciples, then tell me straight out loud whether you dare to gamble or not!"

Yun Yun gritted her teeth and looked at Nalan Yanran, who was a little timid and worried beside her. She also found that the little brat named Xiao Yan opposite her actually had a mocking look on his face as if to say "come and chop me up".

Xiao Yan: I didn’t, you saw it wrong!

With an extremely serious look in her eyes, Yun Yun said, "Xiao Zhen, I, Yun Yun, accept your bet!"

Xiao Zhen took back his sword first and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then when these two kids are ten years old, we'll come back and see what we have accomplished.

If you win, I, Xiao, will do whatever you want with me, but if you lose..."

“Then I, Yun Yun… can also be dealt with by you, but the final winner will definitely be me!” Sect Master Yun retracted his weapon and left behind these confident words.

Nalan Jie was a little embarrassed. Today seemed to be his birthday. Couldn't he just give him some face? Even if the two sides couldn't reconcile, there was no need to draw their swords!

Yun Yun's eyes flashed, and the pressure of a Douhuang strongman was released. She said in a cold voice: "My Yunlan Sect has been in power for hundreds of years. You are bound to lose this bet!"

Everyone can have the power of aura and intimidation. Xiao Zhen had no intention of hiding it any longer and released his own power.

"How...how could this happen? Master Xiao Zhen has actually become a Dou Huang!"

"As expected, he is the number one genius in the Gama Empire competition!"

"When I first participated in the competition, I was a Grand Fighter like this guy. Now he has become a Fighting Emperor, but I am still a Grand Fighter!"

"This is the gap. We will never be able to catch up in our lifetime."

……

Many people were surprised. Not only was Xiao Zhen extremely talented in alchemy, but his cultivation was also something that others could only look up to!

Princess Yaoye, who was cheering her fiancé on in her heart, did not expect that this man, who was more than ten years older than her, was even better than she had imagined.

"Master Xiao Zhen, you are really amazing, and you are so handsome!"

The one who was most unwilling was Yun Yun. She didn't expect to be caught up so quickly. She was able to defeat Xiao Zhen at the beginning. Although she was taken advantage of by this bastard, it also made her very happy. But now she was caught up so quickly.

Moreover, from the pressure contest between the two sides, Yun Yun felt that she was struggling, and it seemed that the bastard was even stronger.

Xiao Zhen put his hands behind his back, retracted his aura, and said with a calm smile: "Yun Yun, the grudge between you and me has been going on for so many years, it's time to let it go! Why not end it in the hands of our next generation, what do you think!"

The situation changed so quickly that Yun Yun didn't react for a moment. She had already prepared herself to go out and fight.

Biting her lip, Yun Yun became suspicious and asked, "Do you have another conspiracy? I won't be fooled!"

Xiao Zhen shook his head. The unclear grudge between the two of them was not impossible to resolve. It just depended on who would take a step back first.

I don’t know when it started, but every time Xiao Zhen saw Yun Yun, he had the urge to bully her.

Xiao Yan felt a little bad. He and his fiancée had inexplicably become props in the elders' bet, and judging from the attitude of his second uncle, he might have fallen in love with Sect Master Yun Yun.

Although there were many incidents at the banquet, it finally ended perfectly.

On the way back, Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhen sat alone in a carriage.

"Second Uncle, how did you offend Sect Master Yun in the past? Why does he seem to hate you so much?" Xiao Yan asked curiously.

Listening to his nephew's questions, Xiao Zhen recalled certain scenes.

The curvy figure in the room filled with white smoke.

Xiao Zhen leaned against the edge of the carriage, looking at the night view outside the window, shook his head and chuckled, "I don't know! Maybe she didn't like me when we first met!"

Xiao Zhen didn't want to talk about how he used his soul power to peek at Yun Yun taking a bath next door, and then was chased for several blocks.

Seeing his second uncle's melancholy look, Xiao Yan became even more certain that his second uncle must have ill intentions towards Sect Master Yun Yun.

However, thinking of the bet, Xiao Yan still asked excitedly: "So... Second Uncle, when are you going to start teaching me to practice?"

"Practice? What practice? What are you talking about? I don't understand." Xiao Zhen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled secretly.

"Uh!"

Xiao Yan was a little stunned, pointed at himself, and asked doubtfully: "If you don't teach me to practice, what if I lose when I am ten years old?"

Xiao Zhen stretched out his slender index finger, shook it in front of Xiao Yan, and explained: "If you want to defeat the enemy, you don't necessarily need brute force, you can use external forces."

"External force? What does that mean!" Xiao Yan asked in confusion.

Xiao Zhen smiled confidently and said, "The so-called external force is, of course, weapons and the like. Even when the girl from the Nalan family was ten years old, she was at most a fighter. Even if a miracle fighter appeared, how strong could she be!

I'll give you an electric cannon or something like that. As long as you adjust the power, I guarantee that one shot will make you win the bet!"

Xiao Yan was speechless and whispered, "If I win the bet, then you can use the bet to threaten the Sect Master Yun Yun to become your new harem!"

As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, he was hit violently on the head.

Xiao Zhen retracted his right hand that had just abused the four-year-old child and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I, Xiao Zhen, am not that kind of person. I am not really ignoring you. I will ask Yao Lao to teach you later!"

Yao Chen got out of Xiao Zhen's pocket at this time, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I am destined to be a hard worker. Anyway, I like Xiao Yan very much, so I will teach him a lesson!"

Xiao Yan was very surprised when he heard this. He knelt down and became his disciple without caring about the narrow space in the carriage.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!" Xiao Yan said in a serious manner.

“Hahaha!” Yao Chen waved his hands and said with a smile: “Don’t bow down to me like that, kid. I’m only teaching you for a while, but I didn’t say I’d accept you as my disciple!”

Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, for he didn't know that Yao Chen had once been betrayed by his disciple, leaving him with a psychological trauma.

In the next few days, Xiao Zhen would occasionally take time to check on Xiao Yan's training.

Although he said he wanted to win with high-tech weapons, he still hoped that Xiao Yan could succeed with his own abilities rather than external forces.

In that case, Yun Yun would also accept defeat sincerely.

Yao Chen is indeed worthy of being the former peak Nine Revolutions Dou Zun, a powerful man who has already touched the threshold of Semi-Saint.

Although Xiao Yan had only been practicing for a few days and his cultivation had not improved much, his temperament had begun to change.