Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 7
Ye Yang was a little dazed. After taking the stage, he put his hand on the fire-loving stone.

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing, and said contemptuously: "Go hard, young master of the Ye family, I want to see how capable you, a drunkard, are!"

Ye Yang exerted his strength, but saw that the fire-loving stone still didn't move at all. In fact, Ye Yang couldn't feel any power surging in his body, let alone Vulcan power.

Turning around resolutely, Ye Yang calmly walked down the stage step by step.

"Ye family, Ye Batian, you don't have half of the Vulcan power!"

……

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha!"

"what……"

As soon as the rating of the middle-aged man came out, everyone in the venue burst into laughter.

Ye Yang looked up at those laughing people, and asked: "They, Vulcan power level zero, is it strange?"

Ye Shuang looked at Ye Yang strangely, and said: "Brother, in this world, it is not uncommon to have a Vulcan power of nine levels. What is rare is that there has never been a member of the Vulcan clan without a little bit of Vulcan power. You... are you Didn't work hard?"

"I'm working hard, I've even used up my breastfeeding strength!" Ye Yang said very seriously.

Looking back, Ye Nantian's face was gloomy, and he turned and left the venue without saying a word. This time, his son's zero-level Vulcan power completely made Ye Nantian's heart fall to the bottom. He knew that from now on, the Ye family will He will become the laughing stock of the Vulcan clan, and his son is already doomed to be a waste.

……

Ye family, ancestral hall.

"Ugh……"

Accompanied by a helpless sigh, Ye Nantian seemed to have aged a lot, his obese body was slightly bent, he stood in front of the statue in the ancestral hall, looked at Ye Yang, and said, "Batian, I really didn't expect that you must It's because I have been addicted to wine and sex for too long, so that I have lost the only trace of Vulcan power in my body..."

He took out a roll of fiery red cloth from his arms, which was covered with densely packed small characters, like a book.

"I planned to pass on this Vulcan Art to you today, but I didn't expect that you would not be able to condense even a trace of Vulcan power..."

Ye Nantian looked at Ye Yang helplessly, and couldn't bear to blame him anymore, after all, this was not something Ye Yang could choose.

Who would have thought that Ye Yang stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Vulcan Jue, show me..."

"You don't have Vulcan power, so what's the use of seeing it?"

Even so, Ye Nantian still gave the Vulcan Art to Ye Yang.

When Ye Yang finished the scroll, he suddenly felt a warm fire rushing into his palm, his whole body was refreshed, and he couldn't help but secretly startled: This scroll is really extraordinary!
Ye Nantian said in awe: "The Vulcan Art is a unique skill of the Vulcan Clan. As early as a thousand years ago, in our Vulcan Clan, there was a strong man with a natural talent who successfully practiced the Vulcan Art. Under the command of the ancient emperor Dayu The number one fierce general is the ancestor of our Vulcan clan, the last time I taught you the Vulcan Art was when you were 15 years old, but unfortunately you are weak, sick and good at sex, so you have not been able to practice."

Ye Yang took a deep breath and said, "From now on, I will change my name!"

(End of this chapter)