Whether on earth or in the wilderness, in the past or in the present, there are always the majority of people who cannot listen to good things.
If you speak up, you will be regarded as cowardly and fearful. 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 or stay away to avoid being exposed. Either go all out and give them a good look.
Fortunately, this is the Desolate Heaven Realm, and fortunately, Zhang Yan is now a cultivator in the God Returning Realm with a relatively high level of cultivation. He has many ways to deal with people who can't speak well and always want to trouble him. Even if he has been laying the groundwork for so long, this is the kind of person he is fishing for.
It is better to be proactive than to be passive defensive.
The great man once again said it best: Hit with one punch to avoid a hundred 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 his hands, so that others would be able to avoid making rash moves. At the same time, they also need to see clearly what kind of existence they are facing.
Waving his hand to stop Zhou Cang and Princess Qingling from trying to dissuade them, Zhang Yan smiled and used his hand to signal the other party to come on stage now. The previous sharp blade that is still hovering in a person's mouth indicates that warriors in the Aperture Realm are not a threat to Zhang Yan. Even in the later stage, there is almost no resistance to Zhang Yan's transparent and rapid "hidden weapon". What's more, it's still unclear whether it is a "hidden weapon" or not. And how to maintain control after letting go? These are all a mystery. No one knows what else Zhang Yan has hidden in his hand.
Perhaps the biggest mystery is Zhang Yan himself. He is obviously not a warrior at all, and the fluctuations in his energy and blood are clearly not fake. Then how do you have such a weird and powerful method?
Could it be that this is a new approach to power? !
Of course, it is not just ordinary people who can elevate problems to the level of new power. Both Liu Renchuan and Xiao Shu had this guess. Shen Wujiu was no longer guessing but had already determined this. As for the others, they didn't think much about it for the time being. They all looked intently at the warrior who walked up to the front desk and stood two feet apart from Zhang Yan. He is also the one who always starts to stir things up and says "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 competitions. In a place like this, let alone a warrior in the Hundred Refining Realm who takes action seriously, it may collapse directly under the surge of vitality. This is not a place for competition at all.
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 is not unprotectable. This person can just take action without any worries."
"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 then take the stuff away. If you lose, haha, there's nothing to complain about." Zhang Yan interrupted with a smile. introduce themselves to the other party. The cold light in his eyes turned into murderous intent. He had no interest in the name of a dying man.
"you......"
The anger was definitely there, especially when there was some laughter from the people sitting below, which was 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 turned into the intensity to take action later. He was originally prepared to use some tricks, as long as he won. Now he decided to give Zhang Yan a little taste of pain first, letting the other party know that it is nothing to defeat a warrior in the Tongqiao realm with clever means, because the Hundred Refining Realm and the Tongqiao Realm are not the same concept at all!
"Please!" Zhang Yan urged again, waving the folding fan in his hand. He just felt that the other party's grinding and chirping 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 spoken, 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. It also gave many people in the audience some peace of mind.
However, the weight of this palm is 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 from here, 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. He could even crack his shoulder blades.
But when he looked at Zhang Yan again, the old god was waving his fan and did not evade or resist. The smile on his face remained the same, and the murderous look in his eyes did not diminish at all. It's 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. . Not to mention flying Zhang Yan, the power of that palm was not even able to make a loud sound.
"Haha, are you greeting me?"
"you!?"
As frightened as a cat whose tail had been stepped on, the Hundred Refining Realm warrior quickly retreated, even faster than the one he had just used to bully him. Zhang Yan was obviously frightened by the inexplicable and strange "air shield" in front of him.
"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."
"No leaks? Where did the strength go? Zhang Yan couldn't have 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 energy and strength of a palm have a real feeling of being slapped, just like the feeling of being slapped on a person, but why does it have no effect at all? It was as if the power was being sucked away by something else.
"You can use a little more force, I can still bear it." Zhang Yan continued to shake his fan. Smiling but with a look of disdain. It seemed as if he disliked the other person for not having enough food and energy just now.
This invisible irony made the other party blush even more.
But nothing changed next. Regardless of whether it was palms, fists, or even the bare-handed combat skills of the Hundred Refining Realm, they all still stopped at more than a foot in front of Zhang Yan, unable to move even an inch. There seems to be an unbridgeable gap.
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 the consumption of it could last Zhang Yan. No one noticed that the folding fan that Zhang Yan had been shaking in his hand was shaking 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...
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