As a child of a wealthy family, Yan Xin has always looked down upon common people.
He was the first to play, with the intention of challenging Yun Jian, but Yun Jian refused to fight him.
This made him feel a little embarrassed.
He was about to find a fight with other powerful men from wealthy families, but in the end, he jumped on a boy from a commoner family to provoke him.
A commoner is qualified to challenge him? Are you kidding me?
Suddenly, Yan Xin was furious and could not keep calm.
He cursed loudly:
"I'll let you, an ant, know what the gap is!"
After Yan Xin finished speaking, he spread his hands and arrived in front of the challenger in a few steps.
Yan Xin's compression palm has been fully developed, and even the air can be forcibly compressed with one strike of the palm.
Although this challenger is not weak in strength and his muscles are extremely strong, how can he stop him when facing a third-level ghost like him?
With a palm shot, He Dongliang raised his fist to meet him. As a result, his extremely hard fist seemed to be wrapped by a strong force, compressing his fist crazily.
A 'click' sound was heard, and the crowd saw in horror that He Dongliang's entire fist was crushed and exploded!
"ah!"
The screams came from He Dongliang's mouth, which was simply heartbreaking.
"Get off!"
Yan Xin seemed not satisfied with the opponent's fist being destroyed with one palm. He raised his foot and kicked He Dongliang in the stomach.
The latter did not react in time and fell backwards down the 100-meter high platform. His whole body was like a mutton kebab, and was directly pierced by the sharp blade below.
A challenger is destroyed!
"Okay, so cruel!"
This scene made the powerful civilians in the audience feel terrified.
Many of the strong people who were ready to go on stage to show off their competitiveness even restrained their competitiveness and did not dare to take the stage again.
"Ants must have the consciousness of ants, and you can challenge the children of wealthy families at will?
Anyone who is still dissatisfied can come up and I don’t mind killing a few more!"
Yan Xin glanced at the audience and said in a cold tone.
Everyone did not dare to look at Yan Xin and lowered their heads.
"Yan Xin is actually so powerful?"
The ancestor of Red Lantern originally thought that Yun Jian was the only one who could defeat him.
But he didn't expect that at this moment, another strong person would appear in the Yan family.
This made him no longer very hopeful about victory in today's conference of strong men.
"That guy's palm technique is quite interesting, old man, do you know what it is?"
Lin Tianyou had no interest in this battle, but was very curious about Yan Xin's palm power.
With one palm strike, he can actually produce compression force. If he can learn this, he will definitely be able to improve his Seven Star Palm and even other ghost techniques.
"It seems to be called the Compression Palm. I heard that it was obtained by the Yan family in a ruins hundreds of years ago.
After being appraised by others, it is a palm technique that can only be learned by at least middle-level ghosts and gods.
It's a pity that only half of the palm technique is available, and the other half seems to be incomplete."
The red light ancestor explains.
"So that's the case, so I said there was something missing in his palm. It turned out to be an incomplete palm technique.
Well, this compression palm is very good!"
Lin Tianyou grinned.
"Idiot, what's so good about this palm technique?
If my father takes action later and uses his magic, you will be shocked!"
The city lord's daughter glanced at Lin Tianyou with a look of contempt on her face.
She is very excited now and looks forward to her father playing soon.
Yan Xin was like a proud rooster, holding his head high and looking down at the people in the audience.
It was as if everyone in the audience were ants, and he could trample them to death if he wanted to.
"Master, how about I come on stage? That boy is so crazy, I can't help it anymore!"
Cockscomb Hydra hated the feeling of being looked down upon, so he immediately asked Lin Tianyou for help.
"Don't worry, these guys are not worthy of being your opponents, just wait."
Lin Tianyou glanced at the masked man next to Huang Shioren and said pointedly.
The Cockscomb Hydra felt unhappy, but it did not dare to go against Lin Tianyou's will, so it had to shut up and stop talking.
"No one is playing?
In this case, the winner of today's strong men's conference is my son Yan Xin.
I hope you will respect my Yan family in the future!"
Yan Dong saw that his son had been provoking on the stage for a long time, but no one came on the stage again, so he couldn't help but stand up and shouted to everyone around him.
"I didn't expect that after just a few years of seclusion and cultivation, Senyuucheng would degenerate like this. Even a young boy could be so presumptuous. Alas, I'm disappointed!"
At this moment, Yun Jian, who had closed his eyes and said nothing, suddenly stood up.
Everyone couldn't help but look at him.
I saw Yun Jian slowly pulling out the sword and throwing it into the sky. Then he stepped on the ground with one foot. With the power of this step, he stood on the sword and rushed straight to the high platform like a flying skateboard.
The moment Yan Xin saw Yun Jian flying on his sword, his pupils couldn't help but shrink and his face became serious.
The ability to control the flying sword with such ease shows that the power of his sword is extraordinary.
"The peak level of sword control?"
Lord Senyu, who was sitting next to the young girl, focused his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Father, what did you say?"
Young girls don't know why.
"Sword control is a technique that can only be learned by high-ranking ghosts and gods.
Yun Jian is only a low-level ghost and god, but he can cultivate him to the peak level.
I am afraid that with his strength, he can already fight against the ghosts and gods of the lower sixth level, which is really amazing!"
Lord Senyu grinned, a hint of fighting spirit flashing across his face.
"I just fought against the ghosts and gods of the sixth level, so what's the big deal? Father, you are still the ghosts and gods of the ninth level, and he is only allowed to carry my father's shoes!"
The young girl looked disdainful.
Having said this, the young girl turned her head in the direction of Lin Tianyou.
Just a compression palm made Lin Tianyou so interested.
This time a strong man who knows how to control a sword came back, and Lin Tianyou might have been so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground.
She wanted to see Lin Tianyou's ignorant and stupid look.
Unfortunately, when she glanced over, she found that Lin Tianyou had closed his eyes and was sleeping there.
It seems that he has no interest in this battle at all.
"You're an ignorant frog in a well. He watched such a rubbish battle just now with great gusto. Now it's such a wonderful battle for him to close his eyes and sleep. It's really stupid!"
The young girl's contempt for Lin Tianyou was completely undisguised, and her voice even reached the ears of the red light ancestor.
The ancestor of the red lamp looked ugly, but he did not dare to refute.
The Heavenly Silkworm Needle Spirit glared angrily. If it weren't for the fear of disturbing her master's sleep, she would have wanted to go over and scratch that woman's mean face.
"Oh, it seems that I have a high regard for this young man.
Maybe he really is just an arrogant and ignorant boy!"
At this moment, the Lord of Senyu City also lost patience with Lin Tianyou's arrogant attitude.
I thought that Lin Tianyou would be respected by the red light ancestors and was an amazing young genius.
Now it seems that he is just an ignorant boy with a bit of genius!