Chapter 19: No Predecessors

  "Alright, I'll be right out. Did you think Yang Mou was afraid of you?"

  Yang Fan stood up, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and immediately walked out.

  "This child, you haven't finished your meal yet..."

  Yang said with resentment.

  "Big brother... be careful, you've lost your powers and probably aren't a match for that big lummox. Besides, Iron Bull has learned from a famous master and his martial arts skills are extraordinary."

  A hint of worry flashed in Yang Hui's bright eyes.

  "Don't worry, that big oaf can't hurt me."

  Yang Fan smiled lightly and strolled out of the house, just in time to see that iron cow demonstrating at the door.

  All I saw was the iron cow holding two hundred-pound iron hammers in its hands and smashing them to the ground.

  Bang!

  The ground shook slightly as he raised his twin hammers, leaving behind two deep hammer marks that were half an inch deep.

  At this scene, Yang Fan couldn't help but jump in fright, this guy was too abnormal.

  "Big brother, I think you'd better not go, Iron Bull is too terrifying."

  Yang Hui stretched out her jade hand and tightly grasped Yang Fan's sleeve, not letting him pass.

  "Haha... Brother Fan, you've finally come out. What are you standing there for? Come on and let's have a fierce battle."

  Iron Bull saw Yang Fan come out and was overjoyed.

  He swung his two large iron hammers with both hands, emitting a series of dull whirring sounds that only gave people a sense of oppression.

  Yang Hui's face turned pale, intimidated by this aura.

  She was a young lady from a respectable family, rarely going out of her boudoir, and had never seen such a scene before.

  "Sister, why don't you go home first."

  Yang Fan was also shocked by Tie Niu's strength. It had been several years since they last met, and he hadn't expected that this guy would actually learn a set of decent martial arts.

  "Big brother, I'm worried, let me go with you..."

  Yang Hui Xin's face was stubborn at this moment, insisting on following him to watch from afar.

  "Alright, we can't compete on this street. Iron Bull, why don't we go to your place, your backyard is quite spacious."

  Yang Fan proposed.

  "Suit yourself."

  Tie Niu's face was full of pride as he led the way in front, bringing Yang Fan and Yang Hui Xin to his own home.

  After inquiring about Iron Bull's family, the three of them walked into another courtyard.

  " Iron Bull, go easy on him, don't hurt Young Master Yang..."

  Tie Niu's mother was blind in both eyes and felt a bit uneasy, so she reminded him.

  "Don't worry, daughter, my hammering skills have now reached a level where I can control them at will."

  Tie Niu confidently led Yang Fan and his sister to the backyard.

  "Wow, it's really spacious here and there are a lot of things to play with."

  Yang Fan looked around Tie Niu Jia's backyard and felt that this was a martial arts arena, with eighteen types of martial arts equipment laid out.

  He thought to himself: Is there someone behind Tie Niu? With their family's situation, it's impossible for them to have such capital.

  "Come on, Van Gogh, eighteen kinds of weapons, you choose yourself. Don't say it's unfair if you lose later."

  Iron bull shouted loudly.

  "Sister, you step aside for now."

  Yang Fan calmly said to his sister.

  "Be careful, big brother." Yang Hui Xin retreated to a distance.

  "Let's get started."

  Yang Fan stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Tie Niu like that.

  "What! You're not using your weapon?" Tiesheng felt incredulous.

  "That's right, although I've lost my magical powers, I'm still a cultivator of the Daoist way. Comparing with you, a mundane martial artist, if we were to use weapons, wouldn't that be laughable?"

  Yang Fan deliberately provoked Tie Niu, wanting him to get angry and make a move.

  As expected, Tie Niu's face turned red with anger upon hearing this: "You dare to look down on me, you little brat from the Yang family..."

  He swung his twin hammers and was ready to give Yang Fan a show.

  "Hehe, I don't know which great master is competing with Iron Bull, but his tone is quite arrogant..."

  At this moment, an old man with a stumbling gait came out of the woodshed in the backyard.

  "Master! How did you come out?"

  Tie Niu's face was filled with astonishment as he said.

  The old man looked somewhat weak, even walking was a bit unstable, with a weathered face, he lightly glanced at Yang Fan and stood aside, saying to Tie Niu: "You fight him, I'll watch from the side."

  Yang Fan also took a glance at the old man, and his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

  His gaze was so sharp that it could be judged through the naked eye, and the old man was originally at least a congenital martial artist, standing at the peak of the secular world.

  The other party was cut off by a certain reason and even broke one leg.

  "May I ask your honorable surname and great name?" Yang Fan asked with a smile, looking at the other party.

  "I am just an unknown junior." The old man said calmly.

  "Yang Jia Xiao Er, now with my master as witness, let's have a competition."

  Iron Bull's figure flashed, forcing Yang Fan beside him, left fist pressing his throat, right fist sweeping across his lower abdomen.

  "This kid is quite ruthless..."

  Yang Fan's body suddenly shifted, dodging Iron Bull's dual hammer attack by half an inch.

  Hehe~

  Tie Niu saw that Yang Fan had some real skills, so he exerted himself to dance with his twin hammers, and the strong winds blew through the courtyard, making Yang Hui's heart tense with anxiety, her heart hanging in her throat.

  However, no matter how fierce Tie Niu's attack was, Yang Fan could always dodge at critical moments.

  The old man standing by, a hint of unusual color flashing in his eyes, suddenly said to Iron Bull: "Use the 'Nine Curves Linked Ring Hammer Method'."

  Tie Niu followed his master's words, and his hammering technique changed dramatically, becoming increasingly unpredictable. One strike after another, the angle of attack became impossible to grasp.

  At this moment, Yang Fan was suddenly surrounded by danger.

  Whoosh!

  At one point, Yang Fan suddenly jumped out of the circle.

  "What's wrong with you? We were having a great time fighting."

  Tie Niu said somewhat discontentedly.

  " Warm-up is over."

  Yang Fan's face turned solemn, his hands clasped together, emitting a crisp cracking sound of bones.

  Tie Niu hesitated for a moment and said, "Alright, let's try again."

  Having said that, he came again and attacked with a hammer.

  Yang Fan stood still and didn't dodge.

  He stretched out a fleshy palm and directly collided with the iron hammer.

  "Ah..."

  Yang Hui let out a startled cry and her face turned pale.

  Has he gone mad?

  Tie Niu was also stunned, wanting to withdraw the big iron hammer, but it was already too late.

  Bang!

  Dust and smoke fill the air.

  Yang Fan's palm collided with Tie Niu's hammer, producing a dull rumbling sound.

  At this moment, several people on the scene were stunned.

  After one hammer strike, Yang Fan was safe and sound.

  In fact, Yang Fan's iron fist was met with a punch from Tie Niu, his palm went numb and his tiger's mouth cracked.

  But then a cool green energy flowed through, and the wound healed immediately.

  "Van Ge, could it be that you also possess innate divine power......"

  Iron Bull was shocked.

  "Hehe, let's go again!"

  Yang Fan's figure was like the wind, and in an instant he floated over, launching a stormy attack against Tie Niu.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Iron Bull swings his dual hammers, but has trouble keeping up with the opponent's speed.

  Twenty rounds.

  Iron Bull gasped slightly, but Yang Fan's offensive momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

  Fifty rounds.

  The iron bull's forehead was sweating, its movements became even slower, and it panted heavily. Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged.

  Eighty rounds.

  Tie Niu had already taken over a dozen punches from Yang Fan, his face was iron-blue and covered in blood. Yang Fan's expression didn't change, his heart rate didn't accelerate.

  One hundred rounds.

  "Ah... I give up."

  Iron Bull threw a pair of hammers on the ground and lay on the ground panting heavily.

  Hoo-hoo-hoo!

  This big guy is completely unable to move, his whole body is injured, and he's constantly gasping for air.

  "Hehe, are you going to hit me or not?"

  Yang Fan smiled and squatted down.

  "Alright, I give up... Uncle Fan, you win..."

  The iron bull was beaten and lost its temper.

  This scene left the other two spectators aghast.

  "This child's vital energy is surprisingly so strong and long-lasting..."

  The old man looked at Yang Fan, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

  It can be said that Yang Fan just now relied entirely on brute force to win.

  With his terrifying recovery ability, he directly exhausted Iron Bull and then let go of his hand.

  "Haha, it's normal that you can't beat me. I'm still considered half a master now." Yang Fan said with a smile, not feeling any sense of accomplishment from this victory at all.

  Xian Shi is a term used in secular society to refer to practitioners of Xian (immortal) cultivation.

  "Right, Brother Fan, I'm currently studying the art of healing, let me treat your injuries for you."

  Yang Fan's face revealed a brilliant smile, until finally revealing the fox's tail.

  He stretched out one hand and gently covered the iron cow's wound and swollen area.

  In secret, he stealthily cast his Rain of Petals technique.

  In an instant, that strange feeling was reborn again.

  And this feeling is several times stronger than the previous few times!

  A thread of cool spring water gushed out from the wound where the Raindrop Technique was applied, washing Yang Fan's limbs and soul.

  In the body, that faintly visible and invisible fresh green meaning, more and more pure and majestic...

  This time, Yang Fan clearly felt his cultivation increase.

  "It has grown... really grown..."

  Yang Fan's heart was surging with unprecedented excitement.

  By growing in this way, it's unprecedented!

  Chapter 1: Summoning Tickets