Permanent Martial Arts Chapter 1645 Go, Capture Yan Jun for Interrogation!

Chapter 1645 Go, Capture Yan Jun for Interrogation!

On this day, Yan Jun encountered Yan Kui and the others outside. Yan Kui was the big fellow who had beaten him up back then.

"Yo, isn't this Yan Jun? You've been so mysterious recently. What exactly are you doing?"

Yan Kui blocked Yan Jun's path.

Yan Jun glanced at Yan Kui. In the past, he would have been very angry. However, cultivating with his "Master" allowed him to sense his strength improve every day. That feeling was simply indescribably wonderful. Recently, he was even about to break through and become a Daeva. Moreover, it was not just one bloodline breakthrough, but a total of four Progenitor's bloodlines.

Once he broke through, relying on the four Progenitor's bloodlines, he would probably immediately be comparable to a peak Daeva! This was his advantage. He had the advantage of possessing the four Progenitor's bloodlines. At this moment, these advantages were all unleashed.

Of course, Yan Jun did not know how long he had been cultivating for at all.

On the surface, he seemed to have only cultivated for a few months.

However, in reality, under Lin Feng's acceleration of time, Yan Jun had cultivated for more than a thousand years. This speed could only be considered slow, and might even be considered very slow.

It was only thanks to the Yan clan's bloodline that his speed was slightly faster. It only took him a hundred years to reach the critical point of breaking through. However, even this speed was nothing.

It had to be known that there were Daevas that were t.i.tled Daevas or even Supreme Daevas from the moment they were born.

However, as his cultivation level broke through, and Yan Jun's strength gradually increased, the benefits of his four Progenitor's bloodlines would manifest. Once he broke through, he would be almost unparalleled among those in the same realm.

Moreover, when the four Progenitor's bloodlines interacted, they could even unleash incredible power.

He already possessed such powerful strength. Although he was not a Daeva yet, he was more than powerful enough to deal with Yan Kui. Hence, Yan Jun did not even pay attention to Yan Kui. Instead, he ignored him directly, and prepared to continue cultivating at the back mountain.

"Yan Jun, stop right there!"

However, Yan Kui was enraged. Since when did Yan Jun dare to ignore him?

Thud.

Yan Kui threw a punch, preparing to teach Yan Jun a lesson. Although Yan Kui's cultivation level was not much, and his apt.i.tude was not much, he had at least cultivated. Against a mere Yan Jun, he had succeeded time and time again. There would be no accidents at all.

However, this time, Yan Kui's hand was firmly grabbed by Yan Jun.

Yan Jun stared coldly at Yan Kui, a chilling glint appearing in his eyes.

"You… What are you trying to do?"

Yan Kui was afraid. He shuddered and lost all his courage. He could not understand why just a glance from Yan Jun, who was usually a pushover, was so terrifying now.

"Don't provoke me!" Yan Jun said indifferently, then let go.

Although his strength had improved greatly, he was very rational. Now was not the time for him to show his prowess. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, it would be useless if those powerful Daevas in the Yan clan's ancestral land attacked.

Hence, the current Yan Jun still needed to keep a low profile.

Yan Jun pushed Yan Kui away with a casual shove. Yan Kui staggered and took a few steps back. He looked at Yan Jun as if Yan Jun had become a stranger. He felt that the Yan Jun in front of him seemed to be completely different from before.

"Something isn't right. Why are you so strong? You… You have a cultivation technique, and you've begun cultivating?"

Yan Kui seemed to have thought of something all of a sudden. His father was a t.i.tled Daeva, so he knew a little about the situation. Yan Jun was a very special ent.i.ty in the ancestral land of the Yan clan, and even a taboo. No one would impart cultivation techniques to him.

But now, Yan Jun had just started cultivating, and he was actually even more powerful than Yan Kui. Without anyone to impart skills to him, there was only one possibility—he was learning in secret!

At this thought, Yan Kui immediately yelled, "Yan Jun, you actually dared to learn cultivation techniques in secret. Capture him and hand him over to the Law Enforcement Elder."

Yan Kui was very excited. He had long disliked Yan Jun. Yan Lan was always inseparable from Yan Jun. What was Yan Jun worth? He was just a little b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

But now, Yan Jun was actually cultivating. This made Yan Kui feel that he had seized an opportunity.

Hence, the few people behind Yan Kui attacked. They were all juniors of the Yan clan's ancestral land. None of them were Daevas, but they had cultivated since they were young, and could be considered to have cultivated for a long time.

All of them attacked mercilessly, trying to capture Yan Jun.

However, Yan Jun was only using one of the bloodlines in his body. It was the Yan clan's bloodline, which he was most confident in using. This was the Progenitor's bloodline, and it was infinite. He had almost cultivated it to the extreme. The next step was to prepare to break through to the realm of Daevas.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Yan Jun's attacks were ruthless. Like a phantom, he defeated Yan Kui's three companions in the blink of an eye. Moreover, all of them were lying on the ground and wailing.

Yan Jun approached Yan Kui step by step, causing Yan Kui's face to turn pale. He said in a trembling voice, "What are you trying to do? Yan Jun, don't do anything rash. My father is a t.i.tled Daeva…"

Bang.

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Kui cried out in pain and received a punch to the face. Yan Jun kicked Yan Kui in the stomach, breaking a few ribs and venting all his resentment in the past.

This time, if not for Yan Kui's ident.i.ty, he would even want to kill Yan Kui!

Even despite Yan Jun's reservations, Yan Kui was still beaten into a pulp. Although he was not dead, he would have to recuperate for a few months. With the regenerative ability of the Yan clan's bloodline, his injuries could already be considered relatively severe.

Having taken proper revenge for his grievances, Yan Jun felt incomparably elated. It was as if even the four bloodlines in his body were about to undergo metamorphosis uncontrollably. Hence, Yan Jun quickly left and rushed towards the back mountain.

On the ground, Yan Kui stared intently at Yan Jun's departing figure, his eyes filled with venomous resentment.

"Go… Go back and tell Father. We must capture this little b.a.s.t.a.r.d. I want revenge, hard revenge!"

With the help of a few companions, Yan Kui quickly rushed home and told his father, a t.i.tle Daeva, about this matter.

"Huh? Yan Jun has begun cultivating?"

Yan Kui's father was a t.i.tled Daeva. He knew very well that no one in the ancestral land would impart Yan Jun cultivation techniques under the "unspoken rule".

However, looking at his son's swollen face, which was covered in injuries, he was very certain that Yan Jun must have cultivated. No matter how incapable his son was, he had cultivated since he was young. How could he not even be able to defeat a mere Yan Jun who had not cultivated?

He must have cultivated, but if no one imparted skills to him, it meant that he was learning in secret.

"Yan San, capture Yan Jun for interrogation. We must find out how he obtained the cultivation technique."

Yan Kui's father waved his hand and sent a Daeva under his command to capture Yan Jun. Whether Yan Jun had cultivated or not, a true Daeva would definitely be able to capture him with ease.

"Father, after capturing Yan Jun, we must torture him extensively to avenge me," Yan Kui said with a sinister expression.

"Idiot, Yan Jun's matter involves a lot of things. What do you know? You ignorant and incompetent thing. Go back and reflect in confinement for a hundred years. Don't come out until you become a Daeva!" Yan Kui's father rebuked Yan Kui.

Yan Kui was made to give up, and obediently accept his punishment of reflecting in confinement.