Destined Martial God

"Kid, state your name!"    

Looking at the tender faces of Yu Haoran and the others, Gou An carefully thought back to the opponents who could pose a threat to him in the sect's younger generation. However, he realized that no one agreed with the appearance and temperament of the youth in front of him.    

In other words, the youth before him didn't possess the strength to threaten him.    

But from the moment Yu Haoran first appeared and his mocking, disregarding actions from before, it made Gou An feel that the young man in front of him was either of extraordinary background, or had some sort of method to deal with him.    

Therefore, due to his cautious nature, he needed to know the other party's background before he could make a move.    

"Qing Yunfeng, the ninth disciple of Martial King, Yu Haoran!" Without hiding her identity and background, Yu Haoran introduced herself.    

"So it's you!"    

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was the second person she planned to look for after entering the Blue Moon Secret Realm, Gou An couldn't help but be excited to the point that her eyes turned red.    

Zhao Cong and Zhao Xinyu's arrangement was to face all the disciples of the Hundred Feet Sect that had entered the Blue Moon Secret Realm. As the strongest person amongst Yun Feng's younger generation, Gou An was the target of Zhao Cong's special reminder.    

After entering the Blue Moon Secret Realm, the reason why Zhao Cong did not immediately look for Yu Haoran was mainly because of two considerations.    

Firstly, he had the same thoughts as the other top disciples. After he was done with his personal matters, he would go and fight for the storage instrument.    

Secondly, in his mind, although storage instrument were important, beauties were even more important.    

Furthermore, that beauty was a peerless beauty with the Nine Yin Restoration Body. Her value was ten times, dozens of times, and even a hundred times that of the storage instrument s.    

It was because of these two considerations that Zhao Cong directly went to find Lin Mengyao and let him go for the time being after entering the Secret Realm.    

"Kid, I'll give you two choices right now."    

After knowing Yu Haoran's true identity, Gou An, who originally had a trace of nervousness in his heart, instantly relaxed as he ordered in an extremely arrogant and overbearing tone.    

"Either hand over the treasure you're carrying, and then get the hell out of here!"    

"Otherwise, if I personally go to retrieve the treasure, your little life might be lost!"    

Unfortunately, in the face of Gou An's two choices, Yu Haoran simply did not care about them at all. Because he was currently explaining to Wu Zhengjun.    

"General, it's not that I don't agree with your request, but that you're no match for Gou An."    

"Gou An, I heard Yun Feng is the strongest warrior among the younger generation. He is at the peak of Grade 9 Martial Disciple and possesses the strength of a mid-Grade Two Martial Master."    

"At the same time, Gou An is not only powerful, but also extremely fast."    

"As far as I know, his movement technique has already reached the peak of Perfection. Otherwise, with his lecherous personality, he would have been killed by someone who knows how many times already!"    

"Ai!"    

Hearing that Yun Feng was the strongest within the younger generation, Wu Zhengjun did not care and was even looking forward to fighting with him, to test his own strength.    

However, when he faced a movement technique at the peak of perfection, he could only let out a sigh of unwillingness.    

After all, the Doyen and other peak 9th Grade Warrior Disciples could use their speed to fool him. If they were faster, it would not be difficult for them to defeat or even kill him.    

Thinking of this, his thirst for speed had already reached its limit.    

"Damn it!"    

Seeing Yu Haoran not only ignore the two choices he had just made and instead chat with that brat Wu Zhengjun, Gou An was enraged, and couldn't help but roar out.    

"Yu Haoran, which one did you choose?"    

"Gou An, I'll give you two choices now!" Yu Haoran shook his neck and said with a smile.    

"Either hand over the treasure you're carrying, and then get the hell out of here!"    

"Either that, I'll go get the treasure myself, but I'm afraid you won't survive!"    

Even though Yu Haoran did not give a clear choice between repeating the same condition word for word, his attitude could not be more obvious.    

"Good, very good!"    

Gou An's body swayed slightly, and with three crooked claws, he appeared in front of Yu Haoran's chest.    

However, the claw technique that appeared in front of his chest did not pinch Yu Haoran's heart like he had imagined it would, instead, looked like it had hit an afterimage.    

"This is bad!"    

Looking at Yu Haoran who was slowly fading away, Gou An cursed silently.    

After that, without any hesitation, he used a movement technique at the peak of the Mastery Stage, causing him to instantly disappear from the spot.    

But just as he disappeared, a kick instantly appeared behind his butt.    

Although Gou An reacted quickly, the short distance and unexpected attack still caused the kick to land on his butt.    

Fortunately, his reaction and speed were both very fast!    

Although his butt was kicked, he didn't suffer any damage.    

Gou An, who had luckily avoided the attack, looked at Yu Haoran who was standing in his original position with a grave expression on his face, as if he had never moved at all.    

If a ranking for strength was being carried out among all the young disciples on the thirty-seventh peak of Hundred Feet Sect, he could barely make it into the top ten.    

However, if they were to be ranked second in terms of speed, no one would dare to claim themselves to be first.    

However, he had maintained the advantage of being the fastest in more than half a year's time, but now, he didn't have any advantage in front of Yu Haoran.    

Although it had only been one exchange of blows, the speed that Yu Haoran and Gou An had displayed made Wu Zhengjun and Lin Mengyao's expression turn serious.    

No wonder!    

No wonder Senior brother Yu didn't let him do anything. It turned out that the speed of the two of them had actually reached such a terrifying level.    

Even though after activating the Bloodthirsty Body, he would be able to become a mid-grade two Martial Master, he would not be able to withstand a few moves from Gou An with his elusive speed.    

And to Lin Mengyao, other than rejoicing, the shock in her heart was even more intense!    

Thinking about the speed that Gou An had displayed just now, Lin Mengyao knew that even though he was afraid of the black core in her hands, it wasn't like there was no way for him to dodge it.    

The reason why Gou'an chose to endure for the time being was probably because he was looking for an opportunity to loosen his focus and take the black ball away from him.    

If he lost the Black Egg that he could protect himself with, he would probably be at the mercy of his opponent by relying on his opponent's strength and speed.    

However, compared to Gou An who was barely enduring, the speed Lin Mengyao displayed just now and the kick she used on Gou An, could no longer be described as shocked anymore.    

After all, the two of them were disciples who had joined the Hundred Feet Sect at the same time.    

Although they had joined different factions and enjoyed different treatment, they had only been separated for a little more than a month.    

He had spent more than a month in the upper echelons of the faction and under the care of his master, as well as painstaking cultivation, only reaching the peak of the third grade as a warrior.