Chapter 225: A pearl in the ocean, a unique talent
Chapter 225: A pearl in the ocean, a unique talent (two in one)
Li Yuan held the hammer and bowed without saying anything, then retreated to the same line as Yu Xuanji and others.
"he……"
Looking at the young man in Taoist robes standing with a heavy hammer, all the people in the martial arts world in the wind and snow suddenly became silent, stunned and astonished.
Over the past few months, as the news of the Dragon and Tiger Banquet spread, Li Yuan's name became widely known. Although few people present had seen him, there were few who did not know him.
Many people even knew that he was the first person invited to the banquet.
But when he saw him walk out of the crowd and stand shoulder to shoulder with Yu Xuanji and three others, he still couldn't stop being shocked and suspicious.
"Li Yuan..."
After a brief silence, the crowd suddenly became excited. No one expected that the fourth person guarding the gate would be Li Yuan.
Yue Chongtian, Lin Dongping and others all changed their expressions. As guests invited to the banquet, this person had already become a disciple of Longhu Temple before they even took their seats.
even……
Yue Chongtian's eyes flickered.
"Junior brother, he, he..."
Not to mention the others, even Ba Wanli, Fang Baoluo and Qiu Changying were all stunned, especially the latter, who couldn't help but exert force on the hand holding the longbow.
"really……"
Some people were surprised, while others suddenly realized.
Linghu Baiwan, who was inconspicuous in the crowd, felt a little envious, but after thinking about it, he was not surprised.
After all, as far as he knew, the reason for this Dragon and Tiger Banquet was all because of the true disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley.
He even suspected that this person had caught the attention of Zen Master Fulong...
"Elder Gong, who is this?"
Yan Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the flickering light in his eyes and asked in surprise.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd of people watching from the martial arts world all looked at Gong Jiuchuan and Yan Sanxing standing beside him.
Gong Jiuchuan's expression remained unchanged. He just glanced at Li Yuan and spoke:
"Today, fellow martial artists present here can choose any of my four juniors and disciples to compete in any competition. Regardless of the outcome, those who perform outstandingly can enter the building and attend the banquet."
However, he simply ignored Yan Qingyuan's question and everyone's surprise and confusion.
Yan Sanxing lowered his eyelids, pretending he didn't hear or see anything.
The reactions of the two caused quite a commotion, but Yan Qingyuan just smiled and said nothing. The others did not have the courage to question the two elders of the Dragon and Tiger Temple.
"Everyone, please step back a few steps."
Gong Jiuchuan stood under the eaves and glanced at them indifferently.
The onlookers suppressed their doubts and surprises and stepped back, leaving the open space in front of the building.
In the wind and snow, only Li Yuan, Yu Xuanji and four others stood with weapons in their hands. In the corner, Yu Xuanfeng felt a little dissatisfied and envious. He really wanted to go on the field.
"This old man is not very particular..."
Li Yuan stood with his hammer in his hand and glanced at Gong Jiuchuan. The old man deliberately did not answer, obviously intending to test him.
Compared with Yu Xuanji and the other three, he, a gatekeeper who had only recently started practicing martial arts and had a great reputation but whose martial arts skills might not be that high, was obviously more likely to attract attention and even hostility.
but……
After taking a look at the somewhat agitated crowd, Li Yuan calmed down again. Lao Han had been undergoing high-pressure training for more than a month, and he really wanted to find a few people to try his hand.
Among these people, there are many famous figures from various prefectures in Huizhou. No one could be more suitable.
However, to be on the safe side, he still sensed the Weapon Control Talisman.
In the dark star map, the 'Fire Dragon Sword', 'Sinking Mountain Heavy Hammer', 'Divine Fire Hundred Forged Armor', 'Thirteen Spirits Leather Boots', 'Mixed Gold Great Xiyi Hammer' and 'Strange Weapon Forging Hammer' shine brightly.
He can attack, retreat and defend, and has many aspects. This is his best combination at the moment.
He thought to himself that with his current martial arts skills and the support of these six weapons, he would be able to kill Feng Yuanqing, who was holding the Fire Dragon Sword, even if he faced him head-on!
"call!"
Feeling the blessing of various weapons, Li Yuan's heart became calmer. He glanced at the onlookers and even felt eager to try.
Yu Xuanji on the side seemed to have noticed something, and the look in her eyes changed when she glanced over.
"This person……"
Yu Xuanji's heart skipped a beat. Several years ago, she had interwoven various shapes into the 'Fish-Dragon Transformation' and was very sensitive to external influences.
For a moment, she actually felt danger?
Huhu~
The wind and snow were very strong, but the people in the martial arts world were unaware of it. They were all discussing in low voices. Those who knew each other gathered in twos and threes to discuss.
"Gu Yang and Liu Huahong, these two were born in the Seven Evil Sects of Youzhou. They had already mastered the Transfiguration Technique before entering the Dragon and Tiger Temple. Now I'm afraid they have both mastered the Meridian Opening Technique!"
"Yu Xuanji... the daughter of the Yu family, is said to be extremely talented, born with twelve forms, and has mastered the twelve forms in just two years. It is said that she has practiced a unique skill..."
"Li Yuan... Well, I'm not familiar with this person. Brother Wang, do you know him?"
……
Under the eaves, someone brought in tables and chairs. Gong Jiuchuan and Yan Sanxing sat down, holding teacups in their hands. They could vaguely hear discussions among the crowd.
"Brother, although this boy is very talented, he has only been practicing martial arts for a short time. If you ask him to guard the gate, wouldn't that be..."
Yan Sanxing frowned slightly.
Even though Chu Xuankong was involved before, he still thought that Li Yuan had the potential to be an inner sect disciple. When that uncle-master valued him and brought him here, he valued him even more.
With his talent, and having become a disciple of that uncle-master, he would at least be qualified to become the leader of a helm in the future, not to mention the long term. So why make things difficult for himself?
"It's better to suffer a little before entering the door than to suffer after entering the door. At least now you and I are here."
Gong Jiuchuan reached out and picked up the teacup, his eyes dim: "Besides, that kid is not that simple..."
He didn't know much about Li Yuan, but he knew his uncle very well.
The only thing that Zen Master Fu Long, who had become forgetful due to injuries and mental damage, had not forgotten was his vision. How could an ordinary person be qualified to become his disciple?
"You haven't started yet?"
Not far in front of the two men, Li Yuan was speechless. The snowflakes had covered his body with a thick layer. How could this group of people be so cautious even when picking on the weak?
His perception was not dull. He could hear his own name from time to time and could also feel that many people were looking at him.
But more than half an hour passed and no one made a move. Everyone was waiting for others to test the waters on their behalf.
"...No one has taken action yet?"
Ba Wanli glared. If Fang Baoluo hadn't held him down, and if Li Yuan hadn't reminded him before, he would have been unable to hold back and take action.
"Wait a minute."
Qiu Changying was holding a longbow on the left side of the two men. She glanced at the crowd in the south. Yue Chongtian had a blank expression on his face, but there was some commotion behind him.
"Everyone, please think about it for a while, but Jiang can't wait any longer!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.
A middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked out slowly. He walked out of the crowd with empty hands and no weapons. He bowed slightly:
"I am Jiang Shaochong, and I would like to have a fight with Li Yuan, Young Master Li!"
Jiang Shaochong?
Everyone looked at him sideways, not surprised that he chose Li Yuan, and many of them were asking about his background.
Fang Baoluo frowned slightly, as he recognized this person.
"This person was once ranked second on the Zhelong Mansion's ghostwriter list..."
Qiu Changying also thought of this person's origins and frowned slightly: "This person is an abandoned disciple of Sanyuanwu, and he actually came to Dechang Mansion?"
"Who else can you choose, but my junior brother?"
Ba Wanli frowned.
"Although this person is a shape-shifter, he is still far from being able to fight with my junior brother."
Fang Baoluo sneered but remained calm, as he had seen Li Yuan display his mighty powers.
Under the eaves, Gong Jiuchuan nodded:
"Stop it, don't hurt anyone."
As he spoke, Yu Xuanji and the other three also stepped aside, leaving the space for the two of them.
Not many people can pass the second level, and even fewer have the courage to take action, so they naturally don't need to find another venue.
"Jiang Shaochong!"
In the open space, Jiang Shaochong bowed slightly and looked at Li Yuan who was standing in the wind and snow with a hammer in his hand. His eyes changed.
The first time he heard of Li Yuan's name was three and a half years ago. At that time, he was just a forging genius who had the hope of becoming an inner sect member of the Divine Weapon Valley.
And now...
"Li Yuan."
Li Yuan also bowed. He was also paying attention to the martial arts masters outside the open space and found that most of them were secretly glancing at him, which was not good.
If this is really the end, he would have to fight dozens of games, right?
"Please enlighten me!"
Jiang Shaochong's voice was still floating in the air when he suddenly rushed out.
In an instant, from stillness to movement, the energy and blood in his body surged to the extreme in an instant, he was like a hawk, and when his ten fingers opened and closed, there was a sound of tearing cloth, as if the air was torn apart.
The shape of a hawk, the eagle claws catching hands!
It changes shape, but does not achieve great success.
In a flash, Li Yuan understood everything. Not only did he see Jiang Shaochong's martial arts foundation, but he even had this grappling technique in his mind.
When he changed into the form of a hawk, he used the basic diagram of this martial art.
Chi Chi!
Jiang Shaochong attacked with all his strength. His claws were as sharp as the wind. With one pounce he leaped out more than twenty feet. His powerful force attracted everyone's attention.
He seemed to have been building up his strength for a long time, and suddenly he burst out with all his strength, wanting to gain the upper hand.
call!
However, when his claws tore through the air one after the other and just before they grabbed his face, Jiang Shaochong was suddenly startled. The person in front of him actually disappeared like a ghost.
Then, he felt a chill on his spine, as if he was hit by the tip of a sword, and instantly all the hairs on his body stood up.
"This person's body movements are actually faster than mine?!"
Jiang Shaochong was horrified, he was born with only three forms, but all of them were forms of kites, and the martial arts he learned were all based on birds.
Although he is unable to achieve the state of Great Form Change due to the lack of superior martial arts, his body movements and lightness skills are faster than those of ordinary Great Form Change practitioners.
This person? !
When Jiang Shaochong was frightened, he turned his body suddenly, like a hawk turning over, and extended his claws forward and backward with full strength.
laugh!
But the next moment, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and everything went dark in front of his eyes.
"Concession!"
Li Yuan held the hammer in one hand and pinched the back of Jiang Shaochong's neck with the other hand. He exhaled his internal energy, woke him up, and threw him out.
Jiang Shaochong fell to the ground and staggered backward. He stared at Li Yuan intently, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, and his heart was filled with disbelief.
He thought that he would not be able to win quickly, and also thought that he might be defeated, but he did not expect that he would be grabbed by the back of the neck before he could even make a move.
If this was a life-and-death battle, he would have been dead!
"Brother Li, you are a martial artist, I am not as good as you..."
Jiang Shaochong felt bitter.
The people from the martial arts world who were watching from all sides were already in an uproar. Most of them didn't know who Jiang Shaochong was, but he was a man who had mastered the art of changing his form, and his lightness skills were quite unique.
He was defeated in just one move?!
"This person, this person has really only practiced martial arts for four or five years?"
In the crowd, Linghu Baiwan felt himself sweating profusely. He naturally knew Jiang Shaochong. Not only that, he had even fought with him several times, with no clear winner.
An opponent who was on par with me was defeated without even a single move? !
"Comparing Qinggong with Junior Brother Li..."
Only Fang Baoluo was not surprised at all. He even wanted to laugh in his heart, until the scene of him being dragged along the river with his feet off the ground came to his mind.
"His martial arts skills have improved so quickly."
Qiu Changying's hands were a little wet as she held the longbow. She thought she could beat Jiang Shaochong, but one move...
"it is good!"
Only Yu Xuanfeng on the side cheered loudly.
He was standing under the eaves and just happened to see Li Yuan turn around and extend his claws. It was also an eagle claw grappling technique, but it was much more skillful and experienced than Jiang Shaochong's.
Under the eaves, Gong Jiuchuan and the other man were also a little surprised.
"This kid..."
The two looked at each other, and Yan Sanxing spoke in a loud voice:
"With such a heavy snowstorm, how long do you guys have to wait?"
"Good capture, good Eagle Claw!"
Yan Qingyuan clapped his hands in praise, and then someone quickly stepped out from behind him. He was a thin young man with two short-handled scimitars on his waist.
Not far away, someone also walked out from behind Yue Chongtian.
Call ~
But before these people walked out of the crowd, the sound of wind had already fallen in the field.
A thick iron sword fell heavily to the ground, snowflakes flew everywhere, and a slender and strong young man stood with his sword in his hand, forcing the others to retreat.
Yan Xiong?
Seeing this person, several people who were about to take action stopped immediately. Yue Chongtian's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lin Dongping and others.
There were more than two people drinking tea with him in the morning.
"Do you think I'm a pushover?"
Li Yuan stood with his hammer, and with a glance, he saw that Yu Xuanji and the other three were also folding their arms, looking at him indifferently, as if they were not involved.
This is not giving any face at all! Looking at the people who were eager to try again, Master Li lowered his eyelids. He didn't even pinch the hard persimmon, but only tried to pinch the soft one, right?
Woo!
The cold wind blew slowly, and Yan Xiong's voice was clear:
"Iron Sword Sect, Yan Xiong, please give me some advice, Young Master Li!"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, and before Li Yuan could say anything in return, he suddenly stood up.
It spans more than twenty feet, with surging air waves and wind and snow following, just like a wind and snow dragon.
"Clang!"
In the instant of taking a step forward, Yan Xiong's sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the Huiyan Manor, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, or a tiger roaring in the mountains.
Among the eight prefectures in Huizhou, there are four prefecture-level sects.
But among the hundreds of sects under the four major sects, the Iron Sword Sect is second to none. Its 'Eight Styles of Iron Sword' is both majestic and sharp, with wide opening and closing, masculine and fierce.
On the list of top martial arts of Zhelong Mansion, the Eight Styles of Iron Sword is ranked 20th, just after the Fighting Hammer of the Way of Soldiers.
Lang Xiong is the most talented person in the Iron Sword Sect today.
Zheng!
The moment Yan Xiong drew his sword, Li Yuan felt a tingling sensation between his eyebrows. Amid the howling wind and snow, he felt as if a giant human-shaped sword was piercing through him.
This person's change is sword shape?
Li Yuan's heart moved.
He had seen Yan Xiong in action before. His lightness skills and swordsmanship were superb. His movements were like a fairy riding the wind, with mist and clouds, and a myriad of expressions. His swordsmanship was exquisite and he already had the demeanor of a master.
only……
"We agreed to stop when the time is right, and the next move is a killing move, right?"
Seeing Yan Xiong's brutal attack, Li Yuan felt a little cold in his heart and stepped down. The fight with Jiang Shaochong was not even a warm-up for him.
Boom!
There seemed to be a thunder explosion under my feet, and the bluestone floor in the yard immediately cracked, and mud, sand and rocks splashed everywhere.
"Um?!"
Under the eaves, Gong Jiuchuan frowned slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible force spreading in front of him, blocking the mud, sand, and stones.
He looked up and saw snow and mud flying up.
Li Yuan's body was filled with substantial internal energy. The heavy hammer in his hand turned into a whirlwind, stirring up all the snowflakes within a radius of more than ten meters, and circling in the air with it as the center.
It was like a tornado was pulled out in an instant!
Woohoo~
In an instant, the entire Huiyan Manor was filled with the sound of violent hammer dances, which completely drowned out the sound of Yan Xiong's sword.
This guy is so fierce? !
When Li Yuan suddenly got angry, not only Yan Xiong raised his eyebrows, but all the invited guests in the crowd also changed their expressions.
How much strength does it take to swing a 600-pound hammer to this extent?
Normally, even if you have a strength of 100 kilograms, you cannot wield a sword weighing 10 kilograms. Even if you have a strength of 1,000 kilograms, you will find it difficult to wield a hammer weighing 100 kilograms. The requirements for long-handled weapons are even higher.
To be able to swing such a heavy hammer that is more than two meters long and make it produce a breaking sound, the strength of his arms must be at least more than ten thousand pounds!
"it is good!"
Ba Wanli's face instantly turned red and he cheered loudly. The hammer dance was faster and more violent than his!
"Can't force it!"
Even those who were watching from afar were like this, let alone Yan Xiong who was the first to be affected?
He only felt an evil wind blowing in front of him, and a tangible pressure suddenly descended upon him. His forward momentum dropped by more than 30% in an instant. His body slowed down, and the power of his sword also slowed down.
But he reacted quickly, and when he realized something was wrong, his arm trembled like a snake, and the straight sword blade instantly cut through the airflow, and the sword energy surged.
For a warrior who has mastered the art of Yixing, long weapons do have advantages, but they are not irreparable.
Chi Chi Chi!
As the sword energy was released, the area within thirty feet could be heard with the sound of silk tearing.
Yan Xiong swung his sword like a dragon's tail, avoiding the impact of the heavy hammer and went straight to the figure that seemed to be wrapped in wind and snow.
"Want to avoid it?"
Li Yuan's eyes were calm:
"Unfortunately, it's too slow."
Bang! !
The next moment, the hammer and sword collided.
The gusts of wind and strong winds spread, blowing up large tracts of snow, dirt and rocks, and Yan Xiong's face changed drastically.
too fast!
too fast!
Yan Xiong's heart was pounding. The long-handled heavy hammer this man used was changing its moves faster than his sword, much faster.
At the moment the weapons collided, his right hand lost consciousness and the base of his palm was torn.
"what!"
Yan Xiong held the sword tightly. When he wanted to change his tactics, Li Yuan had already hit him with another hammer.
The experience of fierce fighting in the Xuanbing Secret Realm cannot be copied to the present world, but his experience in fighting is already very rich. Kill him while he is sick!
Zheng!
Yan Xiong was still in a stalemate, but suddenly everything went dark before his eyes.
But the hammer was heavier than he had imagined. He opened his eyes wide and struggled hard. When Li Yuan hit him again, he finally screamed and was dragged by the sword and flew backwards.
Even then, he didn't let go.
laugh!
Finally, Yan Xiong shouted and let go, and the famous sword in his hand instantly burst out with a thunderous sound. In the blink of an eye, it had pierced into the ground and disappeared.
call!
Almost at the same time, a violent gale came, blowing up all the snow in the yard. The onlookers, who were more than ten or twenty feet away, had their clothes fluttering in the wind.
Four hammer strikes, knocking Yan Xiong's sword out of his hand? !
Seeing this scene, even Yan Qingyuan's expression changed, and the others were even more frightened.
The few people who had walked out of the crowd earlier broke out in cold sweat and retreated quietly.
"you……"
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face which was hurt by the wind. Yan Xiong's voice seemed to tremble, and his right hand hung limply at his side.
The heavy hammer, which was much bigger than his head, stopped less than three feet above his head, and the strong wind it brought tore his shirt like a knife.
What happened to saving face?
What about the agreement to stop there?
Feeling the gazes around him, Yan Xiong felt dizzy and the regret in his heart even overwhelmed the shock.
He stared at Yue Chongtian, whose face was heavy and his eyes were full of fear.
"Accepted!"
Li Yuan put down the hammer at the right time with a cold expression.
If you want to step on him, be prepared to be stepped on.
After glancing at Yan Xiong, whose face was ashen, Li Yuan turned back to a distance. When he looked up again, the group of people who had been eager to try before had now all shrank back.
Since Yan Xiong's martial arts were defeated so miserably, how could they dare to take action?
Huhu~
The wind was howling in the manor, but there was an inexplicable silence.
Someone from the Iron Sword Sect helped Yan Xiong up and led him back to the crowd. The other invited guests all looked quite solemn and their eyes shifted away from Li Yuan and turned to look at Yu Xuanji and the other three.
"The form-changing has reached a high level, and it has at least thirteen forms, and it also has a spiritual form!"
Liu Huahong held the long sword with some surprise in her eyes. Not to mention that Jiang Shaochong was able to defeat Yan Xiong so quickly, even she would look at him with awe at his martial arts skills.
She remembered that this person was no more than twenty years old and seemed to have only practiced martial arts for four or five years...
"No wonder Master Chu..."
Gu Yang subconsciously held the long sword at his waist, and only let go when he noticed Yu Xuanji's gaze.
"Chu Xuankong..."
After warning Gu Yang, Yu Xuanji withdrew her gaze.
She disliked Li Yuan, mainly because of the letter. Naturally, she couldn't stand someone who was forced into her uncle's sect.
But now things have changed a lot. At the age of twenty, just these few hammer strikes are enough to get into the inner sect of Longhu Temple.
"good."
Li Yuan heard Gong Jiuchuan's voice.
Under the eaves, Yan Sanxing pinched his beard and frowned slightly. He certainly didn't care about Yan Xiong's face, but these few hammers made him a little frightened.
"Master uncle, his eyesight is not blurry indeed. At this age, his martial arts skills are truly rare..."
He glanced at Gong Jiuchuan, whose brows also relaxed a lot.
"Young Master Yan, you may join the banquet!"
Gong Jiuchuan opened his mouth, and as his voice echoed, many people came back to their senses from their shock.
"Thank you, Elder Gong."
Yan Xiong bowed with his hair loose, but his right hand was broken and he couldn't bow.
He pushed aside the Iron Sword Sect disciple beside him and walked towards Huiyan Tower. His eyes swept around and lingered on Yue Chongtian and others for a while.
Yue Zhongtian walked out of the crowd, glanced at the expressionless Li Yuan, and bowed slightly, saying:
"Fire Dragon Temple, Yue Chongtian, please, Brother Gu Yang, give me some pointers!"
"Lin Dongping from the Five Sword Sect, please give me some pointers, Lady Yu!"
"Ku Rong Men..."
"Shaoyang Sect..."
As Yan Xiong was the first to enter the building, the others no longer hesitated.
Since they were able to enter the building despite such a terrible defeat, what else are they hesitating about?
Zhengzheng~
Soon, the sounds of swords and sabers rang out one after another.
Including Yu Xuanji, the three people who had been watching for a long time came out one after another. They were much more restrained than Li Yuan. Anyone who could successfully change his form would have to fight for at least ten moves.
The place around Li Yuan became deserted. Sometimes when someone stepped out of the line and saw him, they would bow their heads in awe. He saw Qiu Changying.
This woman who was always serious actually nodded to him...
"Is this considered making a name for yourself?"
Comparing the changes in everyone's attitude before and after, Li Yuan tasted something.
To become famous in the underworld, one has to step on famous people and use their fame to make oneself more famous. And Yan Xiong is more famous than most people present.
"Shuangyanmen, Hua Qingwu, please give me some advice, Brother Li, and please show some mercy..."
About an hour later, when most of the invited guests had entered the building, someone came to challenge Li Yuan again.
She was a petite woman in a red dress, about thirty years old, with a soft voice and wielding a long whip.
It was normal for her to attack, and Li Yuan naturally would not be ruthless. The two of them fought for more than ten moves, and it ended with the woman retreating on her own initiative.
After that, Li Yuan dealt with five or six more people. Most of them were gentle test moves. In a real duel, he would not use killing moves at the first attack.
As a result, when the sun passed overhead and the fight in front of Huiyan Tower had come to an end, Li Yuan also took the opportunity to invite Ba Wanli to come forward.
This was his first time fighting with Ba Wanli, and both brothers enjoyed it very much. In the head-on confrontation, Li Yuan also realized what natural supernatural power was.
He changed into nearly thirty forms. Although there were fewer bears and tigers, their numbers were far greater. His pure power was only slightly higher than that of Ba Wanli.
Of course, this is without activating the Hundred Beasts Thunder Dragon. If Lao Han's unique skills were used, Li Yuan estimated that Ba Wanli would not be able to withstand his full-strength hammer.
"well!"
After the collision, Ba Wanli felt relaxed all over. He had never fought against anyone so many times.
He was still a little unsatisfied, and Fang Baoluo had already pulled him down. Afterwards, he also took out his hand hammer and fought with Li Yuan.
"Eighty thousand miles..."
Looking at his fellow disciples fighting and sparring, Gong Jiuchuan paused for a moment and said:
"Enter the feast!"
Yan Sanxing snorted lightly, but did not object.
"Thank you, Elder Gong."
Ba Wanli grinned, Fang Baoluo shrugged, and left with Qiu Changying. Although they also had a banquet, it was not in Huiyan Tower.
At this point, all the sixteen people who were invited to the banquet, except Yan Qingyuan, had left, and except for the two people who were screened out by Yu Xuanji, all of them had entered the building.
"Master Yan is unwilling to compete?"
The wind and snow had gradually died down, and seeing that Yan Qingyuan seemed to have no intention of ending up, Yan Sanxing opened his mouth to ask.
The others also looked at him.
Everyone present was paying close attention to this true disciple of Huailong Palace, but he did not seem to have any intention of leaving.
"It's not that I don't want to, but..."
Yan Qingyuan's eyes shifted from Yu Xuanji and the others to Li Yuan, who was standing with a hammer.
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised the hammer.
"Mr. Yan has already opened his meridians. You don't need to compete and can join the banquet."
At this time, Gong Jiuchuan stood up and interrupted Yan Qingyuan's words. He glanced at the sky:
"Mr. Yan, please?"
Yan Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse, and nodded:
"Yan has no objection."
"Let's have a party!"
Gong Jiuchuan spoke, and everyone went into the building.
Li Yuan let go of the sledgehammer and entered the banquet side by side with Ba Wanli.
(End of this chapter)