Chapter 7: The Gray Wolf and the White Deer

After Yan Chengfeng entered the martial world, within a few years, he had already gained a remarkable reputation. He once fought and defeated eighteen top masters of the Mongol Yuan dynasty, and even the senior brother of the King of White Elephants, King of Red Sun, as well as five of the nine disciples of Guo Kan, all fell under his hands in succession

Yan Chengfeng chuckled lightly and said with an air of nonchalance, "I never expected that the White Elephant has actually attained the true form of the Great Vajra, which even your master, the Red Sun Dharma King, has not succeeded in achieving. However, you brothers have been focusing on the Thirteen External Paths, neglecting the fundamental Great Stupa Dharma, and ultimately, you will not be able to truly cultivate the War Buddha Codex. Have you come here to issue a challenge to Guo Kan?"

The white vapor expelled by Yan Chengfeng collided with the formidable fist force of the White Elephant Dharma King, producing a hissing sound. After a brief pause, it pierced through the obstruction of the fist force and lightly brushed against the shoulder of the White Elephant Dharma King, tearing away a large piece of fabric from the monk's robe of this Mongol Yuan dynasty master, revealing a body as solid as iron beneath.

The White Elephant King was still in shock, with a faint pain in his shoulder. He pondered to himself: "I originally thought that I had attained the true form of the Great Vajra, and could compete with the ghostly expert Yan Chengfeng. I did not expect that this person's martial arts were even more unfathomable than when he killed my master, the Red Sun King, back in the day. I am certainly no match for him. If I rashly make a move, I fear I will meet my end on the spot. In this world, perhaps only Guo Wushen can rival him."

The White Elephant Dharma King originally believed that with his martial arts skills, even if he could not defeat Yan Chengfeng, he could at least escape. However, just now, Yan Chengfeng merely exhaled, and it shattered his renowned fist technique that was famous throughout the world. How could the White Elephant Dharma King not be filled with fear?

He muttered to himself: "No wonder some say that Yan Chengfeng's martial arts have reached the level of integrating martial prowess with the Dao, where illusions become reality. With every gesture and movement, he can wield his skills as if they were the legendary spells of a sword immortal, indeed formidable as if he were a ghost or deity, unlike a mere human"

Yan Chengfeng did not even lift his eyelids, merely uttering a soft "Oh!" as if the powerful leader of the Tianfo Sect before him did not exist at all

The sharp white mist lunged at the shoulders of the White Elephant King, yet it dissipated gently, failing to inflict any harm on this esteemed master of the Mongol Yuan dynasty.

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan is revered as the foremost master of the Mongol Yuan dynasty

Outside the courtyard, a long laugh echoed, and a voice as warm and gentle as jade resounded: "Brother Chengfeng indeed possesses extraordinary charm; even before we meet, just this demeanor has already left this old monk in admiration and tranquility."

The White Elephant King was not angered by Yan Chengfeng's disregard, for there were only two individuals in the world who had such qualifications to do so: one was the foremost master of the Mongol Yuan, the Wolf God Guo Kan, and the other was the White Deer King Yan Chengfeng

Since that time, the celestial might of the Canglang Martial God could no longer suppress this young Han master. The title of the world's number one was thus halved and bestowed upon Yan Chengfeng, who was revered as the foremost master among the Han people, while the Canglang Martial God, Guo Kan, could only claim to be the number one master of the Mongol Yuan.

The White Elephant King turned and hurried away, unable to bear the rising momentum emanating from Yan Chengfeng any longer. Faced with the pressure of such a martial arts powerhouse, he had transformed from calling him 'Brother Chengfeng' at the beginning to addressing him as 'Mr. Yan' upon his departure. If he stayed any longer, the White Elephant King could not guarantee that he would not bow in respect as a disciple before this martial arts genius who was over twenty years his junior.

The White Elephant Dharma King is the leader of the Heavenly Buddha Sect and also serves as the imperial teacher of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, overseeing the Xuanzheng Yuan and governing Buddhism throughout the realm. His esteemed status is unparalleled in the world, and his four great disciples are all top-notch masters, who would not bow even before the current emperor of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, let alone ordinary heroes of the martial world. Even the most distinguished princes and nobles would not catch his eye. However, before Yan Chengfeng, he subtly lowered his head, not at all displaying the composure he usually exudes. His monk's robe was filled with true energy, billowing without wind as he moved, making a loud sound, clearly on guard against a sudden attack from Yan Chengfeng.

Yan Chengfeng was sitting quietly in his room with his eyes closed, having devoted nearly thirty years to arduous cultivation. His martial arts had reached a level where he could glimpse the heavenly principles, and at times, he could even see faint fragments of his past life. However, the memories of his previous lives continuously surfaced in his mind, yet he could never grasp them.

Upon leaving the secluded courtyard of Yan Chengfeng, King Bai Xiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, disregarding his demeanor, and executed an unparalleled lightness skill, instantly covering a distance of several hundred meters.

Yan Chengfeng is a Han master who has risen to prominence like a shooting star. Although he is only in his forties and has been in the field for less than twenty years, he is already able to rival the renowned Wolf Martial God, Guo Kan, who has left a mark on the world for nearly sixty years.

Yan Chengfeng faced the somewhat obscure challenge posed by the White Elephant King, gently parted his lips, and exhaled a breath of white mist. The White Elephant King, as if startled by a fierce beast, immediately twisted his body, striking his fists hard against his chest. Utilizing the unmatched force of this punch as a rebound, he exerted strength beneath his feet and swiftly leaped out of the door.

This imperial master of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, who stood "above one person, beneath ten thousand," and held the supreme authority over Buddhism in the nation, only realized the true prowess of this young master among the Han people after personally meeting Yan Chengfeng, understanding that the rumors were insufficient to describe his remarkable abilities

Yan Chengfeng, within his flawless and rounded state of mind, has sown an unparalleled seed, which is destined to become the inner demon that will challenge him in his future pursuit of the ultimate realm of martial arts

Two great masters are on equal footing, known as the Mongolian and Han families, the Wolf God and the Deer King! Their divine might is unparalleled in the world, and they are invincible kings

Who

The White Elephant King now runs as far as he can, no longer daring to stay in the place where Yan Chengfeng resides. He even feels a hint of regret, thinking he should not have come to deliver this message

Yan Chengfeng furrowed his brows slightly and said, "Is the visitor the White Elephant Dharma King?"

A monk, approximately thirty years old, wearing white socks and straw sandals, smiled as he pushed open the door to Yan Chengfeng's room. Despite being in the presence of such a renowned grandmaster as Yan Chengfeng, he appeared at ease, as if he were meeting an old friend.

The White Elephant King was able to sense the true energy emanating from Yan Chengfeng, which subtly formed a circle of energy field, circulating and sustaining itself, creating a unique realm. He could not help but gently step forward, tentatively taking a step.

The White Elephant King is also a legendary hero. Aware that Yan Chengfeng is not to be trifled with, he replied with a smile: "I have come here precisely for this matter. Ten days from now, the esteemed Canglang Martial God will be waiting in a small town ten miles away. I hope that Mr. Yan will not fail to keep the appointment."

Yan Chengfeng's six senses have been fully awakened, and even the fall of a single leaf can be perceived

The monk's skin was radiant, his features handsome, and a subtle layer of luminous aura flowed across his face, resembling precious pearls and jade, naturally exuding brilliance, evoking an immediate sense of fondness in those who beheld him. When Yan Chengfeng revealed his identity, he showed no surprise, as if he expected Yan Chengfeng to know who he was, and with a smile, he nodded and said: "It is indeed this humble monk."

Under the wrath of Guo Kan, whose divine might was formidable, the Martial God edict was issued, demanding that Yue Zhan and Yan Chengfeng engage in battle atop the Great Wall. However, this decisive confrontation was personally halted by the Mongol Emperor.

This step precisely entered the periphery of Yan Chengfeng's aura, with one foot stepping down, half of the foot outside and half inside, the positioning and posture remarkably clever, just enough to trigger Yan Chengfeng's subtle perception without provoking a reaction in the energy of this grand master, thus avoiding an onslaught akin to a tempest.

Yan Chengfeng let out a sound and said in a flat tone: "It seems that the letter I left for Tuitiemuer when I last intruded into the capital was indeed effective, Guo Kan has finally been unable to hold back! You may go! I will definitely arrive in ten days, the battle that should have happened five years ago is finally going to have a result!"

Five years ago, the first expert of the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan was not preceded by the Mongol Yuan, but by the words "All Under Heaven"