Whether on earth or in the wilderness, in the past or in the present, there are always a majority of people who cannot listen to good things.
If you speak up, you will be regarded as cowardly and afraid of trouble. There will always be people coming over, hoping to use their lives to prove that you are not so easy to bully. This kind of thing is not uncommon. Either avoid it and stay away to avoid being embarrassed. Or
Just go out and give them a good look.
Fortunately, this is the Desolate Heaven Realm, and fortunately, Zhang Yan is a cultivator in the realm of gods with a relatively high level at this time. He has many ways to deal with those who can't speak well and always want to trouble him. Even if he sets the stage so well.
For a long time, this is the kind of people who fish for fish.
It is better to be proactive than to be passive defensive.
The great man once again said it best: If you hit with one punch, you won't get hit by hundreds of punches!
Zhang Yan originally wanted to use three magic weapons to lure those who coveted him to show up, and deal with a batch of them with a heavy hand. At that time, others would be able to avoid making rash moves. At the same time, he also wanted them to see clearly what they were facing.
The presence.
Waving his hand to stop Zhou Cang and Princess Qingling from trying to dissuade him, Zhang Yan smiled and used his hand to signal the other party to come on stage now. The sharp blade that was still hovering in a person's mouth showed that the warrior of the Tongqiao Realm had no regard for Zhang Yan.
There is no threat. Even in the later stage, there is almost no ability to resist Zhang Yan's transparent and rapid "hidden weapon". What's more, it is still unclear whether it is a "hidden weapon". How can you continue after getting rid of it?
Control? These are all a mystery. No one knows what else Zhang Yan has hidden in his hands.
Perhaps the biggest mystery is Zhang Yan himself. He is clearly not a warrior at all, and the fluctuations in his energy and blood are clearly not fake. So how does he possess such strange and powerful means?
Could it be that this is a new approach to power?!
Of course, it is not ordinary people who can elevate the problem to the sake of new power. Liu Renchuan and Xiao Shu both have this guess. Shen Wujiu has not guessed but has long been certain of this. As for the others, they are still there for the time being.
Without thinking much, they all looked intently at the warrior who walked up to the front desk and stood two feet away from Zhang Yan. He was also the one who had been provoking trouble and saying "fairness".
"Teacher Zhang, it's not easy to do anything here. Are you sure you don't need to change places?"
This is the brick and stone platform of the auction house, not a solid stone platform specially used for competition. Let alone the warriors of the Hundred Refining Realm who take action seriously, this kind of place may collapse directly under the surge of vitality. It is not a competition at all.
The place.
Zhang Yan didn't care at all. He smiled and shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Although this place is fragile, it can't be protected. I just do it directly, don't worry."
"My name is Chen..."
"No, I'm not interested in your name at all. If you win, you'll pay half of the money and take the stuff away. If you lose, haha, there's nothing to complain about." Zhang Yan interrupted with a smile.
After hearing the other party's self-introduction, the cold light in his eyes turned into murderous intent. He was not interested in the name of a dying person at all.
"you......"
You are definitely angry, especially when there is some laughter from the people sitting below, which is even more nerve-wracking. They don’t even bother to know who you are, so you can imagine how much they despise you. The anger in my heart quickly boils away.
It turned into the intensity of taking action later. He was originally going to use some tricks, as long as he won. Now he decided to give Zhang Yan a little bitter experience first, letting the other party know that he can rely on clever tricks to deal with it.
A warrior in the Aperture Realm is nothing at all, because the Hundred Refining Realm and the Aperture Realm are not the same concept at all!
"Please!" Zhang Yan shook the folding fan in his hand and urged again. He just felt that the other party's whining after coming up was not straightforward at all. How could he know that the other party was having too much drama in his heart.
"Teacher Zhang, please!"
As soon as the word "please" was uttered, the Hundred Refining Realm warrior slapped Zhang Yan's right shoulder with his palm. He didn't use a weapon, and it seemed that he was determined not to hurt Zhang Yan's life from the beginning.
Many people in the audience felt a little relieved.
However, the weight of this palm was not light, at least 60% of the force was used. At the same time, the other hand held a vitality shield, which should be the kind of "hidden weapon" that Zhang Yan threw out before he defended himself.
A palm shot came out here, and the distance was very close, only two feet. In a blink of an eye, the palm force had reached two feet in front of Zhang Yan, and it was about to hit Zhang Yan's right shoulder. This blow would at least break the bones of Zhang Yan's upper arm.
Even the shoulder blades can be cracked by him.
But when he looked at Zhang Yan again, he saw that the old god was waving his fan and did not give way or resist. The smile on his face remained the same, and the murderous look in his eyes was not reduced at all. It was hard to understand.
"Mr. Zhang's little... heart?" Zhou Cang said in two paragraphs. The last word was interrupted by the strange situation that happened in front of him. The rest of the words were no longer there when he read them out.
Not anxious, but "confused".
Because that powerful palm suddenly stopped when it was more than a foot away from Zhang Yan. No, it didn't stop. It was more like hitting a ball of five-element soft cushions. It made a muffled sound and then nothing more happened.
.Let alone knocking Zhang Yan away, the power of that palm was not even able to raise a loud sound.
"Haha, are you greeting me?"
"you!?"
As frightened as a cat whose tail was stepped on, the Hundred Refining Realm warrior quickly retreated, even faster than when he had just used his palm to bully him. He was obviously struck by the inexplicable and strange look on the side in front of Zhang Yan.
Qi Shield" was frightened.
"Is that an air shield? Is it an air shield? But why is there no sense of air at all? And it can also release all the power of that palm?"
"It's not leaking, it's absorbing! Do you see any changes on Zhang Yan's body or on the ground? The power of that palm is not leaked at all."
"It wasn't leaked? Where did the strength go? It can't be that Zhang Yan resisted, right?"
Many people in the audience saw something strange in that moment, but no one could say how Zhang Yan did it. This was actually the fright and confusion in the heart of the Hundred Refining Realm warrior on the stage.
It is obvious that the vitality and strength of a palm have a real feeling of being slapped, just like the feeling of being slapped on a person, but why is there no effect at all? It is as if the power is being sucked away by something else.
Same.
"You can use a little more force, I can still bear it." Zhang Yan continued to shake his fan, with a smile on his face but a look of disdain. It seemed that he disliked the other party for not having enough food just now and having no energy.
This kind of invisible irony made the other party blush even more.
But nothing changed next. Whether it was palms or fists, or even the bare-handed combat skills of the Hundred Refining Realm, they all still stopped at a place more than a foot in front of Zhang Yan, unable to move forward. It seemed that there was a horizontal path that could not be blocked.
A gap to cross.
In this way, even people with slow reactions can understand that Zhang Yan must have some kind of extremely strong defense method, similar to the vitality shield but stronger.
When everyone was speculating on the limits of Zhang Yan's method, whether it could withstand the impact of the weapon's combat skills, or how long Zhang Yan could sustain it due to the consumption of it. No one noticed that Zhang Yan had been holding the weapon for a long time.
The swinging folding fan swings slower and slower.
The white word "Tao" on the fan and the black word "Heaven and Earth" seem to be overflowing with a little light...