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《 Heaven Shaking Tyrant Fist》, middle level Yellow Level, using the tyrant to gather power, its power shaking the heavens …

《 Cloud Breaking Sword Art》, middle level Yellow Level, sword going through the clouds, sword sweeping through the desolate lands …

"[Holy Hand of Capturing Demons], low-grade Yellow Level, Righteous Qi, pressure demons …

All kinds of cultivation techniques and battle techniques were arranged here. One had to admit that the cultivation techniques and battle techniques here were very comprehensive, and there were all kinds of them. However, this level was basically filled with Yellow Level, and even high-grade Yellow Level s were extremely rare.

Yun Fan was not greedy, he only wanted to find a suitable house. As long as it wasn't suitable, he would casually flip through it and put it back in its original place.

This immediately attracted the attention of many disciples. All of the disciples who entered Nebula Pavilion were abnormally excited when they saw so many cultivation techniques and martial skills.

Especially those of the middle grade Yellow Level and above, they couldn't help but keep reading after flipping through it. Although he could only choose one, he could only remember a little at a time. He might be able to obtain a martial skill after a few tries.

"He is the one who defeated Zheng Yuyang? Do you really think that you are a genius that you can memorize just by flipping through it? "

"You sure know how to act tough. I was lucky enough to win just once, and my tail rose up into the sky."

"If it's really that amazing, then we'll go to the third floor. What the hell are we doing here!"

Although the sect disciples did not know that Yun Fan was someone who had passed the Wishing Peak Assessment, everyone knew that Yun Fan had defeated and killed Chang Yingyan.

As fellow sect disciples, especially those with a bit of strength, who would be willing to be suppressed by others? The mocking and ridiculing voices came from the mouths of the disciples on the first floor.

Yun Fan did not even glance at these people. In his eyes, these people could only be weak. They were not worthy to be his opponents.

After circling the second floor for a while, he was unable to find anything suitable for the examination.

There were a lot fewer disciples on the second floor and only Congenital Stage disciples could go up to the second floor. They all spread out and earnestly searched for martial skills and cultivation methods. A few people were gathered on one side, standing out.

Yun Fan was not the type of person to join in the fun, and headed towards a place with fewer people.

The second floor also had many bookshelves, but much less than the first floor. Moreover, the lowest grade was upper Yellow Level, which made one's heart palpitate.

The second floor was the upper level of Yellow Level. If it was the third or fourth floor, then wouldn't it all be above the middle level of Profound Level?

Thinking about it, Yun Fan sighed. Who wouldn't want high level martial skills and cultivation techniques? But he wasn't the type to be overambitious.

Putting aside these random thoughts, he started flipping through them. However, after walking around for a bit, he still couldn't find anything suitable. At this moment, a cold shout was suddenly heard.

"Wait!"

Turning his head to look, he saw a tall and sturdy looking disciple who was tall and big with curvy muscles and was savagely arrogant as he coldly stared at him.

Yun Fan thought for a while, and realized that he did not recognize this person, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you, what's the matter?"

All of a sudden, the Barbarian Disciples' disciples surrounded the disciple and began sneering.

"What big guts!"

"I don't even know Senior Brother Sikong Pengfei. Senior Brother Sikong is one of the two great men of Outer Peak."

"You really take yourself seriously. Do you think defeating Zheng Yuyang is equivalent to Congenital Stage? With your Body Tempering Stage, what qualifications do you have to come to the second floor, get lost! "

Yun Fan shook his head, these disciples were obviously here to cause trouble. Whatever the reason, he did not want to waste time.

"Ji Wai is done?" "Once you're done, move aside. Don't delay me in my selection of martial skills."

Yun Fan didn't even spare them a glance as he turned to walk towards the side. Sikong Pengfei's face darkened, his eyes revealing a hint of malice.

"Kid, you dare to say that again?"

A powerful aura spread out and the surrounding disciples quickly retreated. Some of them were timid and showed a terrified expression.

They knew that as long as Sikong Peng made a move, even if the kid in front of them didn't die, he would still be crippled.

Sikong Pengfei was known as the number one genius of the young generation in the Wilderness. He had entered the Congenital Stage at the age of ten, and had now reached the Fifth Level of Congenital Stage.

Aside from the realm, his physical strength was also extremely strong. Without using any spirit energy, one fist was comparable to the first level of Congenital Stage. Once, he was bare-handed, but in a melee battle, he managed to kill a rank one second stage Scarlet Demon Tiger.

The moment he entered the sect, he issued a challenge all the way until he directly took first place, and fought evenly with the established first ranker Gao Yongtai, and was known as the Floating Cloud Sect Duo Hero.

It was unknown whether it was because Gao Yongtai had received a blow or because of some other reason, but he had not appeared much ever since then and he had cultivated bitterly in seclusion.

This made Sikong Pengfei the number one disciple, and most of the disciples took him as their leader. This was the first time that a new disciple had spoken to him in such a manner and had even ignored him.

"I say, can you not delay my selection of martial skills?" What does it have to do with you guys whether I choose a battle technique or not? "

Yun Fan glanced at Sikong Pengfei, and started getting slightly angry.

Wasn't it just to choose a martial skill? Was there a need to be like this?

It was understandable if there were any disputes. Even if they didn't even know each other, they would still be unyielding.

"Good, very good. You have guts, boy!"

Sikong Pengfei rolled his eyes and looked at Yun Fan. Suddenly, he revealed a strange smile: "So it's like this, if you can obtain that Wu Ji, not only will I not disturb you, the few of us will also leave the second floor. "How about it, do you dare to bet?"

Following the direction of Sikong Pengfei's finger, they saw a bookshelf that was just surrounded by a few people. On top of the bookshelf, there was a book that was faintly glowing.

This bookshelf was not big, but it was entirely made of jade and there was only one book on it.

Just as Yun Fan wanted to take a step forward and ignore Sikong Pengfei, he was suddenly stunned.

It had to be said that Sikong Pengfei's strength was still very strong. Even that Zheng Yuyang was greatly inferior to him.

When he entered, he saw that Sikong Pengfei and the others were already gathered here. It was obvious that they had not obtained this martial skill yet. This made Yun Fan a little curious.

One had to know that Nebula Pavilion's cultivation and martial skills were all open to the sect disciples. As long as one had sufficient points, he would be able to enter based on his strength to obtain cultivation techniques and battle techniques.

The martial skill in front of him was right here, and Sikong Pengfei did not take it either.

This seemed to be a type of seal!

Yun Fan's heart trembled, he had only heard about seals before, he did not know what it was exactly.

But Nebula Pavilion's second floor, which was a high-grade Yellow Level cultivation technique and martial skill, was not considered precious to the sect, so there was no need to seal it.

What exactly is this martial skill?

Seeing Yun Fan in a daze, Sikong Pengfei laughed coldly: "What, are you afraid? Let me tell you, it is rumored that this is the strongest martial Ji in the second floor, but no one has been able to break this seal."

Sikong Pengfei threw a glance at a disciple, who smashed his fist towards the seal.

The seal rippled and the disciple who had just punched was sent flying. He landed on the ground in a sorry state.