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Chapter 118 117. Pan Yang’s humiliating past

"You? How did you know?!" A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and Pan Yang didn't seem to expect that Xia Yan actually knew the secret of the iron cloth shirt.

You know, after buying the technique called Iron Shirt from a carpet on the roadside ten years ago, he searched the Internet for information but always found nothing. He only knew that it was just an ordinary bad street skill. Kung Fu.

It was completely different from what the roadside stall owner said, and it seemed that they were two completely different sets of exercises from what I practiced.

At least he went to the store to buy another set of iron cloth shirts later. Although the cultivation route and method were very different from the iron cloth shirts he bought on the street, there was a huge difference in the efficiency of cultivation.

Perhaps this is also the reason why he was able to advance the iron cloth shirt to the realm of black cloth in just a few years.

"Is the person who sold you that exercise book a weird old man?" Xia Yan sighed and immediately asked Pan Yang.

Nodding, Pan Yang also recalled the time when he met that weird old man on the street.
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Ten years ago, on the streets of Tiannan City.

At that time, eight-year-old Pan Yang was happily going to the streets to buy the snacks he needed after finally getting a ten-dollar bill from his parents. This was an opportunity he only had once a month!
He strode down the street, holding the banknotes in his hands, putting them in his little pocket, and looking around warily.

After all, there are recent rumors in Tiannan City about a money thief who is good at stealing all the extraordinary coins from passers-by on the street without paying attention.

Although Pan Yang only had ten dollars on him, for an eight-year-old child, wouldn't these ten dollars be everything?
"Tiannan Times broadcasts it for you."

"Recently, the deputy commander of our company, the six-star sky-breaking warrior Yanshan, killed five six-star monsters in the strange wave in the northern border! Once again, he successfully guarded the territorial security of our country and once again protected the citizens of northern Xinjiang. Our safety!”

"The following are precious images and materials recorded by our reporters from the border areas."

Impassioned words came from the big screen on the roadside, but even such passionate words did not stop the people walking hurriedly on the roadside.

Only a few people kept their eyes on the big screen, but in the end they only paused for a few minutes and then looked away without a trace of nostalgia.

Everyone is tired of seeing this kind of news. Even if the news is mediocre, it can be said to have no impact on everyone's lives.

And this section has been played on loop for three days.

If you have time to pay attention to this, you might as well think about what you are going to eat tomorrow and how to survive in this crisis-ridden environment.

Maybe one day a supernatural person's battle will destroy them who are resting peacefully at home.

After all, the group of drunkards and ricebags in the Censorship Bureau can be said to be completely useless nowadays, and they can't even catch a thief stealing on the street.

As a result, they are still staring at their wallets with fear.

But obviously, such words still attracted the eight-year-old child Pan Yang.

The figure on the screen who was fighting with monsters in a bloody battle, with a punch that could shake the world, simply made him trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

Those punches, that storm-like attack, each punch can bring about violent energy fluctuations.

As Yanshan's figure flashed rapidly on the screen, his punches were as violent as thunder, hitting several strange figures in front of him.

With every punch, Yanshan was able to blast open a void, tearing apart the surrounding air in an instant.

Each of his blows carried incomparable power and destructive power, and a strange creature with six stars and a vague glow of blood fell under his fists.It makes people feel awe.

The whole situation was even reversed by his own power. As Yanshan's body shook, his body instantly revealed a strange light. Under the light, Yanshan's figure became extremely tall.

I saw him casually lifting a large mountain and slamming it into the other strange creatures with terrifying fluctuations in front of him.

"boom!"

The cameras filming the scene were all affected by the violent shock wave, and the screen flashed and turned into a black screen instantly.

And when the picture was restored again, the screen lit up again, Yan Shan stood in the center of the battlefield, his figure once again returned to the size of an ordinary person.

But all the strange things around it have disappeared, leaving only a piece of ashes.

At the end of the battle, Yanshan withdrew his fists, his body trembling slightly, and seemed to have reached understanding. Then as his figure gradually disappeared from the screen, the screen switched back to the host.

"Let us once again give our warmest applause to the Rock Commander who protects everyone's peace!"

"Papa, papa," the excited Pan Yang clapped his hands high, and such applause suddenly erupted in the silent street with only the flow of people.

The people around him were also stunned. No one seemed to have thought that anyone would actually applaud. In an instant, they all looked at Pan Yang who was intoxicated by the battle scene and was still applauding.

"Pfft."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

But when they saw that the person applauding was just an eight-year-old child, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. It was quite a bit of laughter.

The sudden laughter also brought Pan Yang back to his senses, and he saw countless people staring at him. Even with such a big heart, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the moment.

Touching his head, Pan Yang seemed a little embarrassed, but the disappointment on his face could not help but appear.

And at this moment, people once again watched the scene played over and over again, the huge figure standing tall and tall, and the crisp and strange slaughter.

Such a scene could not help but make the blood that had been silent in their hearts burn again.

"The heroic deputy commander will humiliate the monster!"

"Yanshan, we love you!"

"Gah! Yanshan, you are the hero Kouga!"

"Wow, play it again quickly, I can't wait!"

"Damn it, my job can't help but ignite!"

The crowd also stopped, watching the battle between Yanshan and Weird people on the screen, and the palms in their hands clapped.

Pan Yang was startled, but then he clapped his hands along with everyone else.As a result, cheers and applause rang out from the crowd, and every applause represented appreciation and admiration for Yanshan.Everyone was attracted by the battle scenes on the screen and couldn't help but be inspired by Yanshan's courage and strength.

People's eyes were full of excitement and excitement. They seemed to be immersed in the scene while watching, feeling the life-and-death battle between Yanshan and the strange creatures.Every punch and attack makes people's hearts beat faster, as if they are on the battlefield.

The applause continued, and people's emotions became higher and higher. They cheered for Yanshan, hoping that he could defeat all difficulties and enemies and protect the peace of Yanguo.

This atmosphere continued for a while until the battle on the screen came to an abrupt end.The applause gradually subsided, but people's eyes were still full of awe and excitement.

The crowd dispersed and the sky became a little gloomy, and Pan Yang finally remembered his purpose.

But recalling the passionate battle between Yanshan and the monster, Pan Yang couldn't help but feel a little excited, and his heart was full of yearning.

"It seems to be called Warrior?" Pan Yang couldn't help but mutter to himself the title of Yanshan that the host just mentioned when he introduced it at the beginning of the news.

"I will definitely become a warrior like Yanshan in the future!" Passionate and exciting words came out of the mouth of eight-year-old Pan Yang.

At this moment, he still doesn't know the difficulties and obstacles he will encounter on this road, and the mountain of his life - White Star.

"Young man, what do you say you want to be?" The sudden words came from a roadside stall nearby. A strong old man wearing glasses but standing naked was staring at Pan Yang.

He swallowed and looked at the muscular old man in front of him. The scars on his face were crisscrossing and spreading across his face.

You can imagine how much visual impact this gave eight-year-old Pan Yang. Even ten years later, the scene of this day is still fresh in his memory.

Seeing that Pan Yang was not around for a long time, the old man seemed a little impatient. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Pan Yang with a sharp and focused gaze. Then he shouted loudly, "Warrior? Are you sure you have the strength and determination?" ?"

Although his body was still trembling from fear, Pan Yang suddenly felt a burst of courage in his heart, and he still said what he said, "I want to become a warrior."

The sound as thin as a mosquito's groan didn't seem to satisfy the old man. His whole body was shaken, and the sudden strong pressure rushed to the ground and wrapped around Pan Yang's body.

The terrifying pressure made young Pan Yang almost faint in an instant, but the unwillingness to admit defeat in his heart still made him shout out what he was thinking, "I said, I want to become a warrior!" A warrior like Iwayama!”

On the deserted street, Pan Yang's roar echoed again. As soon as his body relaxed, the feeling of oppression around him dissipated at this moment.

Lowering his head, Pan Yang gasped for air and looked in front of him again. He saw the old man nodded, with a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes. "Young man, it is very important that you have a heart that dares to pursue the extraordinary. But you must become a great warrior."

"Wait, why are you running?!"

The old man was about to warn Pan Yang about the hardships of martial arts, but before he could say a few words, Pan Yang ran away in an instant.

Of course, Pan Yang's escape was not out of thin air. At such a young age, he naturally knew the supreme common people's truth of seeking help from the censor when in trouble.

At this moment, a censor was passing by on the street to Pan Yang's right, walking slowly opposite the weird old man's stall.

"Yu" Taking advantage of the old man's reasoning, Pan Yang was almost running to the middle of the road, and the words in his mouth were about to be uttered at this moment.

Just run there, just run to the other side of the street!After getting the help of the censor, we can take this weird old man away!
"Hey." A sigh came from behind. Somehow, when the sigh sounded, Pan Yang's body instantly froze in place, unable to even move.

"Why don't you listen to what I say?" Shaking his head, the old man seemed a little helpless, but there was still a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

With a move of his hands, Pan Yang's thin body flew straight back and returned to the front of the stall. His body turned abruptly and faced the old man with a bad expression in front of him.

Logically speaking, the censor across the street should have noticed such a scene, but he actually continued to walk forward as if he didn't see anything.

"I wanted to give you a copy, but it seems I can't do such a good thing anymore."

After swallowing, Pan Yang immediately guessed that the person in front of him must be a very powerful transcendent.

"Hey," he laughed strangely. Looking at the child in front of him, the old man casually took out a few books from the wrapped books on the stall.

"Let me take a look." Staring at the secret books in his hand, the old man was also entangled.

He stretched his hands forward and pressed them on Pan Yang, who was unable to move. Then he raised and lowered his hands, making a snapping sound to the bones and muscles of Pan Yang's body.

After exhaling, the old man took back his hands and touched his chin, seemingly surprised.

"How can I put it this way? You're a pretty bad boy, and your talent can even be said to be at the level of the average person."

Hearing this, Pan Yang knew that the other party was with him at the moment, no matter how big his heart was, and there was a trace of unwillingness to admit defeat in his eyes.

Touching his chin and looking at Pan Yang's eyes, the old man felt even more satisfied, "Although your talent is terrible, you are only eight years old. When you meet me, you are stable!"

With a smile on his lips, the old man took out a secret book with a distinctive silver-gray cover from the bottom of the many secret realms.

"Take this and practice hard. In time, you can become a genius."

"Huh?!" After hearing these words and thinking about the old man's strength, Pan Yang couldn't help but believe it, but when he looked at the cover of the book, there was also a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Isn't this an iron shirt? !They also use this thing to prop the table legs at home.

Seeing the disappointment flashing in Pan Yang's eyes, the old man just laughed and shook his head, "Young man, you are still young. If I tell you, this iron cloth shirt is the ultimate secret of practicing to the end - to help you master the power of fire. How about slaying demons and killing all the weird things in the world?!"

Putting the secret book directly into Pan Yang's arms, the old man immediately showed a malicious smile, coughed twice, and quickly stretched out his right hand.

Then, holding ten yuan of extraordinary coins in cash, he said to Pan Yang, "Just use this as money to buy books, lest you take this free thing and not know how to cherish it."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long, no worse for that, no matter how much the old man moved his hands up and down, he didn't say anything. Pan Yang, who didn't do anything, actually cried when he faced the fact that ten yuan was stolen.

A smile appeared on his face, and the old man tidied up the stall in an instant.

With ten yuan in hand, Pan Yang bought two bunches of candied haws from a passing candied haws cart in front of Pan Yang, and then left straight away.

Only Pan Yang, who was shedding tears of humiliation, was still there.
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"Although I wanted to throw him away later, but when I think about it, it cost me a month's pocket money to "bought" something."

Thinking of that day, Pan Yang's eyes once again showed a trace of humiliation, and the flames around him that were about to dissipate became stronger again.

"This old man is still like that." Shaking his head, Xia Yan sighed, looking at Pan Yang with a bit of pity on his face.

(End of this chapter)