In the competition of physical strength, Barbarian God Sect disciples never convinced others.
Therefore, the honor of the Barbarian God is very important.
Even if Yang Haoran wins the title of first-level Barbarian God, it will be a shame to the Barbarian God Sect.
Of course, Yang Haoran is not the first for an outsider to obtain the title of Barbarian God.
It's just that in the past, even if an outsider obtained the title of first-level Barbarian God.
He will also be defeated by a stronger disciple of the Barbarian God Sect in the next duel.
So there are no such strong emotions.
However, Yang Haoran withdrew from the competition after receiving the title of Level 1 Barbarian God and stopped appearing.
But they didn't keep a low profile and even put up a signboard.
This is a provocation to the Barbarian God Sect and is naturally intolerable!
This is also the reason why so many disciples of the Barbarian God Sect are blocking the door of Mu's house.
Seeing Yang Haoran agree, the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were gearing up and getting excited.
And none of those who dared to block the door were weak.
All of them are people who have won the title of Barbarian God and are very confident in their physical strength.
Soon, more than a dozen people stood up together and looked at Yang Haoran condescendingly.
Yang Haoran was not in a hurry, looking like he was smiling.
The Xuanling cat is more aware of current affairs and no longer hangs on Yang Haoran, quietly running to the side to watch the battle.
At the same time, he sneered at these guys from the Barbarian God Sect.
Xuanling Huamao is well aware of how strong Yang Haoran's physical body is.
At the gate of the two realms, Yang Haoran could compete with the spiritual beast brown bear.
Although the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect present looked tall and strong, they were far behind compared to the spiritual beast brown bear.
Yang Haoran's physical body is a pervert.
Otherwise, Xuanling Cat will not choose to follow Yang Haoran.
"I think this is good, there's no point in calling back and forth.
Anyway, you are not allowed to use your true energy, the competition is pure physical strength.
Wouldn't it be easier if we save some energy and just collide with our bodies?
I am drawing a circle now, and if you can knock me out of the circle, how about I surrender automatically?"
There was an uproar all around, and the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were discussing.
Mu Qishan was shocked: "Is he crazy?
Collision with a disciple of the Barbarian God Sect? You are risking your life!"
Mu Qing's eyes shone like little stars of excitement.
"Okay, this is wonderful.
But Second Uncle, should we collect his body?"
Mu Qishan's face darkened, scaring Mu Qing back.
Why can't Yang Haoran die? Otherwise, who can use his skills?
The Barbarian God Sect disciples discussed for a while, and someone sneered.
"We want to know, how big is your circle?
If you draw a circle as big as Cook City, you are cheating."
Yang Haoran sneered and held the Soul-Eating Sword in his hand.
Then he ran around quickly and drew a circle with a diameter of less than three meters.
"That's it, do you dare?"
All the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were overjoyed.
To be honest, the circle is much smaller than they expected. It seems that this guy is also a real person.
"No problem, we agree.
Don’t keep your word. When the time comes, you will not only admit defeat and pick up the sign, but also return the sign of the first-level Barbarian God.”
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Of course, if you lose, get out of here and don't come here to be annoying."
It immediately caused a roar of laughter: "Don't worry, this is impossible."
Mu Qing stuck out his tongue: "It's so shameless to boast!"
Mu Qishan also looked worried and was not optimistic about Yang Haoran.
In fact, there are basically no practitioners of the same level who can surpass the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect in terms of physical strength.
Mu Qishan was already prepared to come to the rescue as soon as the situation turned bad.
For half of his skill, Yang Haoran must live.
The Barbarian God Sect disciples discussed again.
A guy with the title of Level 2 Barbarian God came out.
Compared with ordinary Barbarian God Sect disciples, his height does not have much advantage.
He is only over 1.9 meters tall, and his figure is not as burly as the others.
But his muscles are tight and his spirit is high, and he looks like a master at first glance.
"Shout when you're ready, I'm going to hit you!"
Yang Haoran always smiled.
"There is nothing to prepare, you can start at any time."
Yang Haoran's words obviously angered the other party.
The man exerted all his strength and jumped out like a rocket, even making a sound of piercing the air.
Mu Qing showed a gloating expression.
"Second uncle, I'm afraid this brother of yours is going to be in trouble!"
Mu Qishan stood ready, his hands were sweating, and he had no time to talk to Mu Qing.
Yang Haoran always looked carefree and unsteady on his feet.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching like a mountain, Xuan Jade Bones suddenly opened.
A circle of glow enveloped Yang Haoran.
With a bang, the two people collided instantly.
"Ou Hou, hit him to death!"
The disciples of the Barbarian God Sect are already celebrating their victory in advance.
Practitioners of the same level who dare to let the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect hit them with their bodies are just stupid.
But soon, everything became quiet.
Because the scene of Yang Haoran being knocked out not only didn't happen, but the scene was reversed.
The Barbarian God Sect disciple who hit Yang Haoran paused for a moment before his body flew out.
With a loud thud as it landed, everyone was stunned.
Mu Qing shouted directly: "This is unscientific, am I dazzled?"
Mu Qishan's eyes lit up: "Oh no, it's so powerful!"
Mu Qishan had known before that Yang Haoran had won the title of first-level Barbarian God.
But I didn't take it seriously.
I think Yang Haoran may have been lucky enough to get the title of first-level Barbarian God because he was lucky and didn't meet a master.
Otherwise, Yang Haoran would not have withdrawn from the next competition.
But now this scene made Mu Qishan look at Yang Haoran with admiration.
This kind of physical strength is considered top-notch among ordinary practitioners!
Anyway, when he was in the foundation building stage, he was definitely not so powerful!
"Who else? Come on, don't waste time."
With Yang Haoran's shout, everyone came back to their senses.
Another disciple of the Barbarian God Sect stood up. He was someone who had won the title of third-level Barbarian God.
Each promotion to the title of Barbarian God means winning ten consecutive games at the same level.
There are only a handful of people in the entire Barbarian God Sect who can become a third-level Barbarian God.
Basically, he is considered the pinnacle of physical strength.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant, look at me!"
There was a lightning sound, and Yang Haoran's pupils narrowed.
It is indeed much stronger than the one just now.
But that’s all, I want to compete with his Xuan Yu Bones, haha!
Unless you are at a higher level of cultivation, don't even think about those at the same level.
There was another bang, and the body of the third-level barbarian god flew out as usual.
The only difference is that the flying distance is slightly closer, not as embarrassing as the previous one!