Online Game: I Am the One

Human level, earth level, heaven level - ordinary masters, masters among masters, and those extreme masters of heaven level. People who have exceeded the physical limit are called heaven level humans.

A picture appeared in Ah Feng's mind. An old man said to Ye Yunfeng, who was still very short; "Your father will never come back in the future."

"I won't come back, why won't I come back?" Ah Feng was very confused, holding Ye Yu tightly with his left hand.

"Grandpa, where has my father gone?" Ye Yu said carefully.

"He will never come back again," the old man said with some emotion.

"You're not coming back...are you saying you're dead?" A Feng asked blankly.

9-year-old Ye Yunfeng already knows the meaning of this.

"Well, he's dead," the old man said softly.

"Why did you die? Didn't you go to heaven after you died?" Ye Yu asked.

"Well, maybe it's in heaven," the old man said softly.

"Then let's go to the sky to find dad. Take a plane." Ye Yu took Ah Feng's hand and started to leave.

"Ah, there's no need to go." Ah Feng's face changed from childish to a look that was unfamiliar to Ye Yu.

"Why...brother?" Ye Yu said carefully.

"No reason, grandpa, can I ask, dad...how did dad die?" Ye Yunfeng had no expression on his face, but his tone was full of pain.

"In order to challenge the heaven level, to realize my dream, and to prove to the world that I can become the youngest heaven level master," the old man's tone was still very light.

"Really?" Ah Feng had a dark look on his face.

"Don't be sad. Are you sad for your father?" The old man knelt down and touched Ye Yunfeng's head to comfort him.

"No, no, I hate him. Can we lose him just for this? In his heart, are we no match for heaven or dream? Why is he so selfish? Mom is gone, why can't he even If he leaves, I will hate him forever." Ye Yunfeng shouted in a childish voice, his face filled with tears.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then his face slowly darkened and he sighed.

Ye Yunfeng pulled Ye Yu towards his house.

Ye Yu shouted from behind: Brother, what's wrong?

"It's okay" Ah Feng's calm tone made Ye Yu feel so strange.

"Your father said that you are the most qualified person he has ever seen. Maybe you can become the youngest heaven-level master," the old man shouted from behind.

"Don't talk to me about heaven level or anything, don't bother me anymore, let all this go to hell" Ye Yunfeng shouted, turned his head angrily, stared at him, then turned around and took Ye Yu into the house. went.

"The one who killed your father was..." The old man looked at that look and sighed helplessly.

Ye Yunfeng didn't hear clearly what he was talking about, and he didn't know who the enemy who killed his father was, but he knew that he would always hate this person who was his father.

The moment he was dueling with a heaven-level master, this scene flashed through his mind. Ah Feng's aura completely disappeared, and he kept asking why he was thinking of that scene at this time. Old Man B also looked at him very strangely. If he moved his finger now, Ah Feng would die immediately, because there was probably no one else but him who dared to be in such a daze during the duel.

"Hey, what's wrong?" The old man touched Ah Feng, which made Ah Feng wake up from his imagination. This made Ah Feng miss an opportunity to see the threshold of the heaven level.

"Well, ah, it's nothing. Old man, you'd better go to jail obediently, otherwise I won't guarantee that anything will happen."

"Come on, little devil" Old Man B moved, bringing up the local customs and fluttering leaves, and then surrounded A Feng.

Ah Feng tried hard to use his five senses to feel all this, and everything here slowed down.

In the woods, the figure of Old Man B is no longer visible. All that can be seen is the strong wind surrounding Ah Feng, spinning like a tornado, and then countless leaves flying around, and dust is flying. What Ah Feng in the center sees It was already getting dark. The old man had already reached the distance, because he knew that in just a moment, the outcome would be decided.

Ah Feng felt the surrounding leaves, branches, soil, and others, but he could not feel the old man's breath.

There was a cut on his face, and blood flowed down.

Ah Feng was shocked because he had no idea what was happening. Then there was another scratch on the other side of his face, and blood still flowed down.

Only the ethereal voice of Old Man B was heard; it was too late to admit defeat now.

"..." Silence replaced his answer.

"Good boy, you are going to die today." After saying this, the wind stopped, and the leaves and other leaves fluttered accordingly. Ah Feng released all his strength at once, and the leaves around him suddenly dispersed, and the wind danced with it. Ah Feng knew that the last move was coming.

The wind turned upward, and then stopped in front of Ah Feng. Ah Feng felt that there was a force in the wind, and then the wind actually formed a human hand and rushed towards Ah Feng. The human hand then turned into claws. This move was one of Shadow Hand's three special skills, transforming the hand with wind.

"Ah" Ah Feng shouted, used his strength on his body, and then shook away all the wind hands that rushed to him, and all the leaves that were like knives were blocked. Then it is dispersed by force, leaving a scratch on the surface of the tree when it touches the leaves.

"If you block this move, I won't kill you." The voice came out of nowhere.

"Is this trick not over yet?" Ah Feng thought in surprise.

Sure enough, from the body of the Wind Hand, a dull human hand appeared among the scattered leaves, full of wrinkles and various marks. This is the real killer move.

"The victory or defeat has been decided. The main reason for his defeat was that he didn't see clearly the changes and ultimate goal of the moves from the beginning," the old man thought in the distance.

"Ah" Ah Feng yelled, and the owner of that hand was already standing behind him. His dry right hand was full of blood. He slowly raised his hand, and the blood fell drop by drop. The sound is sad and makes people cry.

Ah Feng just stood there, with a slash of several centimeters across his neck, and then a large amount of blood rained out from this short slash, and the person fell to the ground.

"It's over, now it's my turn." The old man walked slowly from a distance.

"Really?" Old Man Yi said lightly.

"Oh?!" The old man was surprised.

"He...he is mine, I told you before." Ah Feng stood up slowly from the blood wave. The blood on his neck was still flowing. His tone was so slow, as if he had put all his strength away. Go in.

"Boy, that's right. I managed to avoid the fatal injury at the last moment. I used that method to shake the leaves away at the beginning because I didn't want them to disturb you in judging my shooting position." Old Man B nodded.

"Are you okay?" the old man said.

"Next, let's see how I send you to prison," Ah Feng said with a smile. Blood was flowing from the wound on his neck, pulling Ah Feng towards death bit by bit.

"If you continue to move, you will definitely die," Old Man B said.

"You'd better let me do it," the old man also advised.

"Haha, no way. Two killers are talking like this. He is mine." Ah Feng's voice became faint and a little sad. I don't know what he was thinking of.

"Tian level, it doesn't matter. As long as I move casually, the fucking level is nothing." A Feng's tone started to be light but became stern at the end, and then he rushed over, his hands forming different gestures while running.

"Oh, is this the Ye family's unique martial arts? Okay, let me see how capable you are." Old Man B yelled, and then ran towards Ah Feng.

The left hand is stretched out, forming the shape of a hand knife, and the right hand is stretched out, forming the shape of a claw.

"Be careful, his left hand is a ghost hand, and his right hand is a shadow hand." The old man shouted immediately after seeing it.

"What, ghost hands, how is it possible, how is it possible to practice?" Ah Feng thought in surprise, but now it was at the last moment.

The hands turn into palms, and the gestures change layer by layer like a lotus blooming, petals falling off, flying in the air...

"What a good boy, you actually used Yejia's last few tricks," the old man said while watching.

"Ghost-Shadow" Old Man Yi shouted in a low voice. Originally this move was the strongest move for assassination, but he used it brightly and brightly for Ah Feng's sake.

Countless hands, countless knives, countless shadows, and countless ghosts stopped on Ah Feng's body, floating on the surface of his skin. Ah Feng had no doubt that as long as he moved, he would become a broken corpse, or even... No bodies could be left behind. As for Ah Feng's palms, they were only 1 centimeter away from Old Man B. A step slower would be the price of death.

Ah Feng knew that there was a fine line between life and death. If he moved, he would die. If he didn't move, he might not die, but would he admit defeat? Impossible, so he attacked Old Man B’s abdomen with both palms without any regret, causing his abdomen to deform and become concave...

What will greet him will be countless pains and killings. But after waiting for a while, this didn't happen. Old Man B was knocked away, and the ghosts disappeared. Ah Feng knew that he... actually kept his hand.

"What are you doing?" Ah Feng said angrily, but he had lost a lot of blood and had used too many moves just now, so he didn't have much energy to speak.

"Haha... Boy, yes, even if I lose today, it's a pity, it's a pity, why couldn't I meet you earlier, you can definitely become my heir. Now, you can take me to prison, haha... "Old Man B said with a hearty smile.

"Junior brother," the old man said complexly.

"Ghost hands, maybe I am the only one in this world who can complete the cultivation alone. Maybe even if I live in this world, I can't find an heir, so I go to prison to train for a while. Brother, I say sorry to the boss." , maybe I will spend these ten years in prison."

"You..." The old man was about to say something when he heard Ah Feng say; you still have ten years to live, hum, don't be cheerful too early.

After saying that, he lay on the ground motionless and fainted.

"Hey, this kid" said the old man.

"Brother, please leave first. Just come and visit me often from now on." Old Man B felt indescribably depressed.

"Hey, take good care of yourself in the future," the old man said.

"Yeah" Old Man Yi seemed to be listening to the teachings of his elders.

"Leave him to me," the old man said slowly, looking at Ah Feng.