Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

After Wang Pan heard Wang Pan say that she was petty, her body froze, and then she let go of the hand holding Wang Pan's cheek with an expressionless expression.

"This naughty kid is so hateful!

I want to ask who in the entire Shenming Sect doesn't know that I am famous for being generous and open-minded. How could I argue with a little brat like you!

Hold it back, I can't be angry, anger will cause wrinkles and make you older!

No, I can’t help it anymore, I’m so angry! "

Looking at the moon and taking a step back, the sea and the sky are vast, and I am getting more and more angry thinking about it for a while!

The petty Mochizuki couldn't bear it anymore, so she picked up the king plate and put it on her lap. Holding a stick made from the spine of an unknown creature, she slapped the king plate hard!

"Traitor!

I am the dignified master of the Shenming Sect and I have an open mind. How can I care about a child like yours?

How dare you arrange it as a teacher in person!

If I don’t let you have a better memory today, you won’t know that being a teacher is all for your own good!

As the saying goes, it is the fault of a son not to teach his father, and it is the fault of a teacher not to teach strictly!

Today, as a teacher, I want to let you know what it means to be a strict teacher and make a good disciple! "

Mochizuki became more and more angry as he fought. While fighting, he learned his lesson and set up a barrier directly in front of him.

Make sure that no matter how the king pan flutters, it cannot touch you.

After all, this naughty kid Wang Pan has a criminal record! Have to guard against it!

If not for Wang Pan's immediate examination of Wang Pan's bones, it was determined that Wang Pan's body was only three years old and not an old monster like Taoist Bai Ying.

And after checking Wang Pan's soul, he determined that the soul was completely consistent with this body, and there was no sign of being taken away. Wang Pan was really only three years old, and Mochizuki had killed Wang Pan long ago!

In Wangyue's eyes, Wang Pan is a naughty kid who is born with precocious intelligence and is as big as a brat!

"I was wrong!

Master, stop fighting, stop fighting!

Doesn’t this holy son want to lose face?

If you hit this holy son again, he will fall out! "

Wang Pan struggled with his little arms and legs, resisting Wang Yue's brutality.

Before, he was dealt with by Mochizuki, and only a dozen elders were present.

Now, Wang Pan was spanked by Mochizuki in front of everyone in Shenming Sect, which made Wang Pan feel embarrassed and angry.

Wang Pan has already thought that no matter how great his achievements are in the future, what happened today will become his indelible black history.

Wang Pan: This holy son can kill the Nascent Soul when he is three years old!

Others: Yes, yes, you were pushed on the legs by your master and spanked!

Wang Pan: This Holy Son is overwhelming the younger generation, no one is my opponent!

Others: You were pushed on your lap by your master and spanked!

Wang Pan: Damn it!

"You want to save face? Do you want to fall out?!

Come on, come on, I want to see how your rebellious disciple fell out with my master! "

Wang Yue was amused after hearing Wang Pan's yelling.

"Enough!

I said, Master, is it wrong for you to be petty?

Don't think that Master, you are so beautiful that you will be able to admire the beauty of the whole country.

A graceful figure, well-shaped body, and a pair of long legs can make me change my mind!

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! "

Wang Pan was filled with indignation and complained loudly.

"Huh?"

When Wang Yue heard the first two sentences, she was still a little angry and thought about whether to kill this traitor, but the more she listened, the more confused she became.

After listening to Wang Pan's words, although Wang Yue still had a cold face, the joy in her eyes could not be concealed and almost overflowed.

Wang Pan could feel that the force of Mochi Yue's slap on him was suddenly weakened by 99%.

This made Wang Pan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This old woman is really too small-minded, I am still a child!

If you treat a child so harshly, are you still a human being?

"This time I'm just teaching you a lesson. Remember it next time and don't do it again."

Wang Yue's eyes softened a lot when she looked at Wang Pan. When she looked at Wang Pan again, she felt that this naughty kid was not so hateful.

"Is this still possible?!"

"I've learned, I've learned! Next time I make a mistake, I can try this!"

"As expected of the Holy Son, if it had been anyone else, I would have said that the sect leader was petty and would have been killed long ago."

"Is this the Holy Son? He is self-taught at a young age and has mastered the essence of flattery!"

A group of elders murmured inwardly and looked a little strange at the same time. Why does this sect leader seem so confused?

"It's so audacious, I'm ashamed of myself. Alas, I don't want to take the position of Holy Son!"

"Hmph, my Shenming Sect respects the strong, and those who flatter you will kill you sooner or later!"

A group of true disciples were indignant and looked down upon a flatterer like Wang Pan.

A good man should carry a three-foot sword and achieve unparalleled achievements in the world!

What's the point of getting into a position by flattering a woman? We are ashamed to be together!

But there are also some true disciples whose eyes are shining, and they feel that they have learned a lot, and it turns out that they can still eat soft food like this!

Of course, they don't have the guts to think about taking advantage of the sect leader. They just want to see if they can find a female elder. If they can win the favor of the female elder, it will be a great help to them!

Wang Pan had a dark face, but he happened to meet the eyes of the true disciple who had provoked him before.

This true disciple had a smile on his face and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Wang Pan's temper flared up immediately. He was being dealt with by Mochizuki just now, so he didn't bother to kill this true disciple and let him live a little longer.

Even if you are not grateful, you still dare to laugh at yourself!

Wang Pan was very angry. Isn't this just repaying kindness with hatred?

Wang Pan disappeared from the spot, and many of his talents and titles burst into brilliant light at this moment. The terrifying power surged and exploded in Wang Pan's young body!

When they saw Wang Pan suddenly attack, a group of elders and Wang Yue were not surprised, and did not stop him.

Not to mention that Wang Pan has not become a formal son of God yet, even if he has held a succession ceremony and becomes a son of God, they will not care.

For them, a son of God who does not know himself and does not know whether to live or die will die.

"Looking for death!"

Wu Qi did not expect that Wang Pan would actually attack him!

Wu Qi was furious and felt that he was provoked!

He is a true disciple, in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

His combat power is comparable to some casual cultivators who have reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul!

A son of God who came out of nowhere, who is not legitimate, a mere three-year-old child, dared to attack him!

Seeing that a group of elders did not stop him and looked happy to see it happen, Wu Qi knew what was going on.

He sneered and directly sacrificed the Soul-Bearing Banner!

A black banner as tall as a person fluttered, and evil spirits emerged from the Soul-Bearing Banner, directly sealing off the surrounding space and turning it into a ghost domain!

The main soul was an evil spirit in the late Nascent Soul stage, extremely terrifying, and the gloomy ghost energy soared into the sky!

"Killing Fist!"

Wang Pan waved his small fist, and a fist fell, and the terrifying dark red murderous aura was like substance!

The evil spirit in the late Nascent Soul stage was directly beaten to the point of soul collapse and soul flying under Wang Pan's punch!

This is the fist among the top ten martial arts!

One of the pinnacle skills, not a magical power, but better than a magical power!

Now Wang Pan's realm has reached the great perfection of the foundation-building period under the blessing of the title of Immortal King.

And the evil spirits in the world of immortal cultivation are not the system of immortal cultivation?

Of course!

So this evil spirit in the late Nascent Soul stage was directly cut off a major realm under the suppression of Wang Pan's title of Immortal King, becoming the late Golden Core stage.

With the blessing of many talents and titles, it is reasonable for Wang Pan to kill a late Jindan evil spirit when he is in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, right?

But in Wang Pan's eyes, this very reasonable thing made a group of elders and true disciples who were ready to watch the fun drop their jaws!

Even Wang Yue, who was in the Great Perfection of Refining Void, was full of shock at this time!

Wang Yue knew that Wang Pan was extraordinary. When he first met Wang Pan, Wang Yue saw through some of Wang Pan's details and knew that Wang Pan was in perfect harmony with the Heavenly Dao. When he was only in the third level of Qi training, he could hold the power of the Heavenly Dao.

That's why Wang Yue could tolerate Wang Pan again and again. If it were someone else, if they dared to contradict Wang Pan like this, they would have died eight hundred times!

But now, Wang Yue knew that he still underestimated Wang Pan!

Killing Yuanying in the Qi training stage is outrageous!

As for Wang Pan's sudden surge to the realm of Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, with Wang Yue's vision, he naturally saw that this was an unknown secret method, just a temporary improvement in realm, which would not affect Wang Pan's future foundation.

"My good disciple, you really gave me a big surprise!

I really like you more and more."

A smile bloomed on Wangyue's face, whispering softly.

"Impossible!"

"How can he be so strong? This is unreasonable!"

"He is only three years old! He can kill the Nascent Soul at the age of three. Whether he has the help of external forces or not, it is a miracle!"

"It's over. The position of the Holy Son is getting further and further away from me."

"I must find a way to kill him! If he doesn't die, won't I have to live in his shadow for the rest of my life and never be able to turn over?!"

The eyes of a group of true disciples almost popped out, and many thoughts flashed through their minds.

"Okay!"

"Tianxing our Shenming Sect, with this Saint Son, I wonder who will be the opponent of our Shenming Sect in the martial arts performance of the seven sects in twenty years!"

"The Sect Master is worthy of being the Sect Master, with a keen eye for people, and he can tell at a glance that the Saint Son is not an ordinary person!"

"No, if the Saint Son loses, I will definitely stand up to save him, this is the future of our Shenming Sect!"

A group of elders are in high positions and powerful, and they don't have to be as cautious as the true disciples, and dare only think about it in their hearts, not dare to speak.

A group of elders flattered Wangyue, some directly identified Wang Pan as the Saint Son, and some wanted to rescue Wang Pan when Wang Pan was defeated and sell Wang Pan a good one.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

But everyone's shock was not as shocking as Wu Qi.

Because Wu Qi was the person involved!

A three-year-old child destroyed the main soul of his own Soul Banner with one blow!

This made Wu Qi shocked and angry!

The shock was that Wang Pan was too strong, and the anger was that the main soul was killed. The quality of the Soul-Bearing Banner dropped a lot.

Shenming Sect was so poor that it spent countless resources. The Soul-Bearing Banner that Wu Qi relied on as a trump card was destroyed. How could he not be angry and hate!

"I want you to die! Since you killed the main soul of my Soul-Bearing Banner, then use your own soul to fill my Soul-Bearing Banner!"

Wu Qi's black hair was flying, and his whole face was hideous. He gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Wang Pan walked towards Wu Qi step by step with an expressionless face, ignoring the countless evil spirits in front of him.

"Bang!"

A evil spirit with a great perfection of the golden elixir was shattered by the breath emitted by Wang Pan before it approached Wang Pan three feet away!

One step down, a world away!

Seeing this, Wu Qi hid in the countless evil spirits without thinking, intending to use countless evil spirits to kill Wang Pan!

But before Wang Pan took a step, he had directly confined the space around Wu Qi!

Wu Qi looked up and watched a small foot getting closer and closer to him!

"Boom!"

Before the footprint touched Wu Qi, the terrifying pressure directly bent Wu Qi's body, and a huge footprint appeared on the ground.

Countless evil spirits were trampled to death!

"Puff!"

Wang Pan's foot landed on Wu Qi's face, and Wu Qi's head was stepped into the ground little by little. The head was like a bursting watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere.

"It's the first time I use the title of Immortal King. I have no experience and I used too much force.

Well, I must pay attention next time."

Wang Pan raised his foot and looked at the blood on the sole of his foot. Wang Pan rubbed the sole of his foot hard on the ground with some dissatisfaction.

The small body stood next to Wu Qi's body, looking up and looking around, no one dared to look at him!

There was a dead silence in the field. No one thought that Wang Pan would win, and win so quickly!

"Holy Son!"

"Holy Son!"

"Holy Son!"

I don't know who spoke first. At first, only sporadic calls sounded.

Then the shouts became louder and louder, until they resounded through the heavens and earth, and echoed over the Shenming Sect!

A series of earth-shaking momentums rose into the sky, and the shouts were like waves.

At this time, those who had finally passed the white bone bridge and had not yet taken the test also came to the square. More than one-third of them were directly shocked to death by the breath and shouts emitted by countless strong men!

This was because several inner sect elders who led the team saw that the situation was not good, and they took action at the first time to protect these people.

Otherwise, there would be few people who could survive!

"Master, this time the newcomers are here, do you still want to throw this saint son into the endless purgatory?"

Wang Pan remembered to eat and didn't remember to be beaten. He walked arrogantly in front of Wangyue, looked up at Wangyue, and asked naively.

Wang Pan thought that this was also very interesting.

Flowers may bloom again, but people will never be young again.

But Wang Pan can continue to experience youth. Since he is a teenager, don't pretend to be deep, and follow your heart.

Isn't it a different kind of practice to spend a carefree childhood?

As soon as Wang Pan thought of this, he felt something in his heart, and his understanding of humanity improved by three points.

"Oh, Master, I'm really scared.

The Holy Son was so powerful just now. When he grows up, will he punish Master as well?"

Wang Yue didn't mention throwing Wang Pan into the Infernal Purgatory. With the fighting power Wang Pan showed, it didn't matter whether he went to the Infernal Purgatory or not.

Instead, he was acting like a drama queen, patting his chest with fear on his face, as if Master was really scared.

"Hehe, that depends on Master's performance.

Although I'm not Master's opponent now.

But there will be a day when I grow up, and Master, there will be a day when you get old, right?

So Master, shouldn't you return the gift given to me by the elders?

Master, you don't want to be punished by me in the future, right?"

Wang Pan smiled on his little face and stretched out his hand to Wang Yue.

"Traitor!"

Wang Yue was so angry that his body trembled. Without saying a word, he rushed towards Wang Pan with a stick!

"Ahhhh!"

"Stop right there! Don't run!"

Wang Pan was so scared that his face turned pale. His short legs were so fast that he ran away in a shadow.

Wang Yue chased him with a stick in his hand, and from time to time he caught up with Wang Pan and hit him on the butt with the stick.

The elders' mouths twitched, and they turned their heads away, not wanting to see anymore.

"Holy Son, you can only wish for the best. We old guys don't dare to stop the Sect Master.

The Shenming Sect has suffered from the Sect Master for a long time. We are counting on you, the Holy Son, to overthrow the Sect Master's tyranny and give the Shenming Sect a bright and peaceful world.

We old guys support you spiritually!"

Many elders thought silently in their hearts.