I can bless thousands of magical powers.

three days later.

Five miles outside the mountain gate of Jingtian, there is an unnamed peak.

Although the mountain has no name, it is not very high.

But it stands among the vast and rolling mountains, isolated and lonely.

Like a hermit.

At the waist of the peak, a huge natural platform extends outward very abruptly. There is no grass on the surface of the blue-black rock, and only traces of carving by wind, frost, rain and snow for thousands of years.

This is the test platform.

The name of the Test Stage is "testing the sword's sharpness and settling grudges with martial arts." Its area is comparable to that of the Wu Pavilion's large martial arts arena. For hundreds of years, it has been the best place for outside martial artists from Shangjingtian to resolve disputes.

In the morning, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, and hundreds of warriors gathered at the test platform.

Watching a showdown.

Among the crowd of onlookers, there were many Taoists and Kun Xiu wearing Taoist robes and plain skirts!
This competition not only caused a great sensation in the Martial Arts Pavilion, but also attracted the attention of many Shang Jingtian disciples.

As the protagonists of the duel, Yang Hongyu and Zhang Yuan are particularly eye-catching.

It’s just that the popularity of the two sides is very different.

There were dozens of warriors surrounding Yang Hongyu, and their aura of being surrounded by stars completely overwhelmed Zhang Yuan's side.

Zhang Yuan was accompanied only by Su Jingyao.

"I placed a bet of 1,753 Dao Gong at Plum Garden last night."

Su Jingyao lowered her voice and said to Zhang Yuan: "I bet you win!"

She also went through a fierce ideological struggle and finally placed a heavy bet before the game closed.

Zhang Yuan was a little curious: "Why are there both zeros and whole numbers?"

Su Jingyao pursed her lips: "Because this is all my Taoist skills."

In fact, she had only planned to perform five or six hundred moves.

In this way, even if he lost everything, he would still have the Taoist merit to pay Zhang Yuan for being his bodyguard.

But Su Jingyao met her mortal enemy Yuan Zishan in the Plum Garden. She was provoked by the other party's few words and became so excited that she went all in and bet her entire fortune.

Now Su Jingyao is regretting her impulsiveness!
"Do not worry."

Zhang Yuan said calmly: "I won't let you lose. By the way, what are my odds?"

Su Jingyao replied: "I'll bet on you to win, and the odds are 3.5 to 1."

The gambling games set up by Meiyuan are quite complicated. Take the competition between Zhang Yuan and Yang Hongyu for example. There are wins, losses and draws, and you can also bet based on the number of battle rounds.

Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "You don't think highly of me?"

If you bet on him to win, the odds are 3.5 times, which is quite high.

This shows that the dealers and gamblers are very optimistic that Yang Hongyu can win. As for whether the fight can be ended within a few rounds, there are different odds.

Su Jingyao clenched her fists: "Junior Brother Zhang, I believe in you!"

boom!
As soon as she finished speaking, a talisman flew up into the sky and instantly exploded into a ball of brilliant fireworks in the air.

The time for showdown has come!
Zhang Yuan nodded to Su Jingyao, then jumped onto the test platform.

He was a hundred steps away from Yang Hongyu, forming a standoff.

Zhang Yuan was wearing a green shirt today.

No weapons were carried.

Shang Jingtian tacitly allowed outside warriors to settle their grievances on the trial platform.

But some regulations and restrictions have also been made.

The two sides in the duel can only compete in fist and foot skills, and are not allowed to use any weapons, talismans or elixirs.

The other party concedes defeat.

The other party is forbidden to chase and kill, even if both parties have signed a life and death agreement.

These rules are designed to prevent the confrontation on the proving ground from being too cruel and bloody, leaving room for both sides.

Among the crowd of onlookers, there was an elder from Shangjingtian Wu Pavilion who was in charge of supervision!

Opposite Zhang Yuan, Yang Hongyu took off his cloak, revealing the white shirt he was wearing.

His appearance and temperament were both extremely outstanding, and his white tights made him look even more imposing, attracting the attention of many Kun cultivators and female warriors who were watching.

In comparison, Zhang Yuan's appearance and aura are much worse.

Yang Hongyu casually threw off his cloak, and his sharp gaze met Zhang Yuan's at a distance of a hundred steps.

He said loudly: "Junior Brother Zhang, swords and knives are ruthless and fists and feet are blind. It's not too late for you to admit defeat now!"

The strong confidence was beyond words and immediately drew cheers!

Almost everyone is optimistic that Yang Hongyu can win this duel.

The first is the gap in the cultivation levels of the two sides.

Zhang Yuan is in the early and middle stages of the fifth level, while Yang Hongyu has already entered the late stage and is approaching the peak level!

Although realm does not represent everything, it is normal for warriors of the same level to have strength that differs by several times.

Zhang Yuan came from a remote borderland, but Yang Hongyu was a direct descendant of the famous Qianjing Yang family, and the family heritage was beyond the former's reach.

It’s like the difference between a sect cultivator and a casual cultivator!
Most importantly, Yang Hongyu has rich practical experience and often leads his team in and out of Moyuan, achieving numerous victories.

How can Zhang Yuan compare?

In response to Yang Hongyu's ridicule, Zhang Yuan replied expressionlessly: "You talk too much nonsense."

Yang Hongyu's eyes narrowed and suddenly became extremely fierce.

The atmosphere on the test platform suddenly became tense!
The onlookers held their breath involuntarily. The entire rock platform was silent, with only the sound of the mountain breeze passing by.

The next moment, Yang Hongyu and Zhang Yuan simultaneously used their skills to rush towards each other.

One hundred steps, eighty steps, sixty steps...

When the distance between the two sides shortened to within fifty steps, two invisible fires ignited in Zhang Yuan's eyes.

Qianyang Ganghuo!

His mind instantly locked onto his opponent, activating both the golden grasshopper and the black giant ant.

The golden grasshopper is in front, with sixteen times the agility!
The black giant ant is behind, with eighteen times the power limit superimposed! !

In an instant, Zhang Yuan's charge speed suddenly increased, his body turned into a phantom like a ghost, and shrank into an inch in an instant.

At the same time, his body suddenly swelled, and terrifying power burst out from his bones, blood and flesh.

All of them are concentrated in the right fist!
Zhang Yuan punched Yang Hongyu with all his strength.

Shattering Yue style!
This is not a boxing technique, but a move used by the big monument-smashing master.

Just clench your palm into a fist.

One punch, he only throws one punch!
Since accepting this duel, Zhang Yuan had never thought about having an earth-shattering battle with Yang Hongyu.

He was determined to decide the outcome with one move and not to engage in any entanglement with the opponent!

Because only in this way can all of Yang Hongyu's trump cards be killed - if they cannot be played, they are useless.

The second and most important thing is to deter potential enemies.

At the moment when he threw out his right fist, Zhang Yuan's mind and consciousness entered an extremely subtle state.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down so much that he could observe Yang Hongyu's actions and expressions very calmly and clearly, and even understand his mood and thoughts.

The fist broke through the air without any sound, like a silent pantomime.

But Zhang Yuan saw the panic of his opponent! (End of this chapter)