"Thank you, Master Qiu, for your advice."
Zhang Yuan respectfully saluted a middle-aged man and then withdrew from the martial arts performance room.
This majestic man's surname is Qiu, and he is the elder of the Dharma transmission in Shangjingtian Wu Pavilion. He is a sixth-level powerful man like Wei Long.
But Elder Qiu is best at sword techniques. He has been immersed in the sword path for decades, and his cultivation is close to the level of a master!
Zhang Yuan studied under him for half a month and made great progress in swordsmanship.
However, Elder Qiu's teaching fee was higher than that of Wei Long, so Zhang Yuan spent all the remaining little Taoist skills to do.
When he came down from the Wu Pavilion, he wondered whether to go to the Merit Hall to take on a mission.
Earn some Taoist support, otherwise you will be completely unable to make ends meet!
There is still half a month left before the Nine Peaks Competition of Shangjingtian. I have tasted the sweetness of the elder who taught the Dharma. Zhang Yuan doesn’t want to practice behind closed doors during this period.
Especially in the past ten days, he felt that he would have made new breakthroughs in swordsmanship.
"You are Zhang Yuan?"
Before Zhang Yuan could have imagined, he was blocked by someone before he could enter the Merit Hall.
There were six or seven people on the other side, and the leading warrior was tall and arrogant, and said coldly: "I heard that you are very strong. Do you dare to go with me to compete with the last game on the striker?"
Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, only to find it inexplicable.
Because he didn't know the guy in front of him at all, and he didn't know why the other party challenged him for no reason.
And the reason for using it is so rude and crappy, it’s just nothing to make trouble!
Zhang Yuan asked calmly: "Who are you?"
I heard the other party answer loudly, "He Yin, a certain family in Southern Jin!"
He Yin?
Zhang Yuan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, and I'm not interested in competing with you."
After saying that, he was about to bypass the other party.
"Slow down!"
As a result, He Yin reached out to stop him and sneered, "Zhang Yuan, you are the guardian general of the Heavenly King Palace, so timid and afraid of fighting?"
"It's okay if you don't want to compete. You just need to bow to me and admit defeat in front of everyone!"
The warriors standing behind him laughed and their eyes were filled with contempt and disdain when they looked at Zhang Yuan.
At this time, many people gathered around to watch the fun and whispered.
Zhang Yuan said lightly: "He Yin, I have never been wronged or revenge. No matter who you are instructed to come and cause trouble, this is not a place where you can go wild."
He stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Get out!"
He Yin did not expect that Zhang Yuan was not only not inspired by his sarcastic words, but also acted so tough.
Caught off guard, he was captured by Zhang Yuan's sudden pressure and retreated involuntarily.
As a result, he hit the companion behind him in a mess!
"Ha!"
Zhang Yuan sneered, "You are the only one who is qualified to go to the test stand with me?"
The Shifeng Platform is located on a lonely peak outside the Shangjing Tianshan Gate. It is a huge rock platform that is naturally formed, with an area comparable to the martial arts performance venue of the Wu Pavilion.
Shangjingtian Wu Pavilion is a place for foreign warriors to learn and practice. Everyone comes from all over the world, has different tempers and personalities, and there are also competitions with each other, so there will inevitably be some friction and grudges.
However, private fights are strictly prohibited within the sect. If there is a dispute between foreign warriors and it needs to be resolved by force, then they can only go outside the mountain gate to discuss the success or failure.
Therefore, the test stand has become the best place!
And this unwritten rule has existed for hundreds of years.
Every year, some martial arts warriors fight on the test stand, and it is common to be injured or even die in battle.
Although Zhang Yuan has never been to the test stand, he also knows this rule.
The question is why should he be led by the other party?
He Yin made a fool of himself in public, and his face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness in his eyes.
The momentum of the fifth-level warrior suddenly emerged! Zhang Yuanyiran was not afraid: "What, do you want to do it here?"
Zhang Yuan said this very peacefully, but anyone could hear the sarcasm and mockery contained in it.
He just pointed at He Yin's nose and called him cerebral palsy.
He Yin was so angry that he smoked his seven orifices, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
This fifth-level warrior has forgotten that he was the first to provoke Zhang Yuan and wanted to inspire the latter to compete on the test stand.
As a result, Zhang Yuan was not fooled, but instead he was so excited that he wanted to kill someone!
"He is not qualified?"
At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and gently pressed it on He Yin's shoulder.
"What about me?"
Hearing this voice, He Yin's anger disappeared and he said respectfully: "Senior Brother Yang!"
He took a step back and gave up his position.
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The people around saluted: "Senior Brother Yang!"
The visitor was wearing a white robe, with thin lips, plump and handsome and elegant temperament. At first glance, he was the direct descendant of a sect and a wealthy family.
Yang Hongyu!
Unlike He Yin, Zhang Yuan really recognizes this Senior Brother Yang who appeared in front of him.
Yang Hongyu is a genius warrior who has a reputation and popularity among Xiao Yan in the Jingtian Martial Pavilion.
Zhang Yuan had met this person several times in the Merit Hall. Although he had no conversation, he also left a deep impression.
If you remember correctly, the other party should be a child of the Yang family in Qianjing!
Yang Hongyu smiled slightly and signaled that everyone didn't need to be polite.
He faced Zhang Yuan's gaze and said lightly: "Junior Brother Zhang, we warriors should not be afraid of any challenges. Competition and training skills is the way to be brave and diligent!"
"Good statement!"
A burst of cheers immediately sounded around.
While these people shouted, their eyes looked at Zhang Yuan with a bad look.
It made Zhang Yuan the target of public criticism all of a sudden!
Zhang Yuan smiled: "If Senior Brother Yang said that, it makes sense, but if I were asked to go to the test stand, how should I calculate the appearance fee?"
Appearance fee?
The smile on Yang Hongyu's face suddenly solidified.
He used the pressure to try to make Zhang Yuan surrender, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would have such a saying!
The guys around him also looked at each other.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
"No?"
Zhang Yuan was surprised and said disdainfully: "I didn't say it's barren!"
Yang Hongyu claimed to be noble, but had never been criticized for such vulgar words in person. Even though he was quite cunning, he couldn't help but show a hint of shame: "Junior Brother Zhang, pay attention to your identity!"
"Can identity be used as a function?"
Zhang Yuan sneered, "Senior Brother Yang, I can go to the test rush stage. A single five hundred skills must be lost. If you can't afford it, don't talk nonsense. I don't have so much spare time!"
Five hundred achievements!
The sound of gasping in the crowd was heard.
Zhang Yuan was really a lion and wanted to try out the striker for five hundred skills - does he have such a high value?
Yang Hongyu didn't expect Zhang Yuan to be so difficult to deal with, and he had a calm face for a moment.
"If Junior Brother Yang is inconvenient, then I will make this Taoist mastery!" (End of this chapter)