"Since you lost, I won't go too far. Just follow your previous proposal and give 70% of the blood-activating ointment distributed to you to our Pishan Martial Arts School."

Lin Yuan said lightly, walking past Fei Zhishan's ears with the majesty of a winner, and returned to the crowd of Pishan Martial Arts Hall.

Lu Qingyun and others looked at Lin Yuan's tall body in shock, their minds still immersed in the one-sided battle before.

Fierce!

So fierce!

Fei Zhishan is a warrior, and there are not many in the entire Chihe City! Fei Zhishan suppressed their previous resistance with just one hand.

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Lin didn't even make a move, he just stood and let Fei Zhishan attack with all his strength, beating him to despair.

No wonder the gym owner directly accepted Senior Brother Lin as his third disciple and sent him to lead this military tour.

Lu Qingyun and others were extremely excited. They all saw a bright and bright future for their group in the martial arts patrol. So they all welcomed the big brother's return with great enthusiasm.

Compared to the joy of everyone in Pishan Martial Arts School, the people in Lieyang Martial Arts School are like eggplants beaten by frost, withered and weak.

They were so frightened that they even felt that the sun in the sky was no longer bright. Because there was a big mountain called "Lin Yuan" that ruthlessly blocked the light!

Fei Zhishan sat on his knees on the ground, digging his fingers into the tight soil. After attacking with all his strength several times, his body trembled slightly. A trace of white steam came out of his body.

Damn it, he is too strong, I am no match for him!

Do you really want to give him 70% of the blood-activating ointment? Then this military patrol will collapse, and the master will definitely beat me to death!

By the way, I don’t have the right to take it either. The leader of the team this time is Senior Brother...

Yes, there is still Senior Brother, and there is hope!

"There is still hope!"

Fei Zhishan stood up suddenly, startling many Lieyang Martial Arts disciples who were worried about him.

"Why are you shouting so loudly!"

Lin Yuan, who had his back turned to him, was also shocked, turned around and cursed angrily,

"Do you want to go back on your word? Then I won't be polite with my fist."

"Lieyang Martial Arts School will naturally not break its promise. However, the person leading the team this time is not me, but my senior brother Yang Yousheng! It won't do much for you to defeat me."

There was a bright light in Fei Zhishan's eyes again, and he regained his confidence.

"Yes, if it hadn't been for the senior brother to go to the toilet, who would have had your turn to show off your power?"

"When Senior Brother returns, he will conquer everything!"

"Do you dare to stay and fight with Senior Brother?"

The disciples of Lieyang Martial Arts Hall raised their heads and raised their voices louder. The presence of their senior brother made them straighten their bodies again.

"The sheep are victorious and the cows are victorious. Look clearly at my Lin Yuan's face. It won't work for anyone! Hurry up and hand over all the blood-activating ointment!"

Lin Yuan doesn't care about that much. He despises cheating when he loses.

"You, you, you...uh!"

Fei Zhishan pointed at Lin Yuan with trembling fingers, his energy and blood boiling violently, and he suddenly lost his breath and collapsed on the ground.

Damn it, there is such an operation!

"Hey, hey, everyone has to testify that he fainted on his own and had nothing to do with me!"

Lin Yuan hurriedly explained, and quickly got rid of the danger of being raped. The act of raping could lead to a loss of money at the least, or ruin the whole family at the worst!

"Senior Brother Fei, Senior Brother Fei!"

The disciples of Lieyang Martial Arts School did not pay attention to Lin Yuan's shouting. They all leaned towards Fei Zhishan on the ground in panic, trying to help him up.

Just when they were about to arrive at Fei Zhishan's side, a man appeared there faster.

"Junior Brother Fei, it's my fault, I came late."

The man stretched out his strong arms, hugged Fei Zhishan with both hands, called softly, and used his own energy and blood to help regulate his body.

The eyes of Lieyang Martial Arts School disciples suddenly became moist.

Senior Brother is always so gentle, just like how he treats them every day. When everyone is injured during practice, he always comes forward and uses his own Qi and blood to help regulate the body and relieve pain.

With Senior Brother here, everything will be fine.

"Brother!"

Sure enough, Fei Zhishan woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the elder brother with a frown and a worried look on his face, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Senior brother..."

Then, Fei Zhishan explained in detail what happened before.

"Junior Brother Fei, you can rest in peace. Don't worry, with me here, everything will be fine next!"

Yang Yousheng let go of Fei Zhishan's hand, stood up slowly, and locked his eyes on Lin Yuan.

"I already know this. The world of warriors is one where the strong dominate the weak, and Lieyang Martial Arts School will not break its promise.

However, I think you are also a master, so fight me! If I lose, I will give you all the blood-activating ointment. If I win, you only need to hand over 70%, how about it!"

Lin Yuan touched his chin and thought carefully.

This man is very strong! Lin Yuan felt a strong sense of threat from him!

"Okay, come on."

After Lin Yuan thought for a while, he agreed.

Just kidding, how can he really be scared with a golden finger! Besides, when they fight, they will definitely become friends!

"Very good, it seems that there is also a great person in Pishan Martial Arts School. Junior brothers, please step aside first."

Yang Yousheng showed an appreciative smile, waved his hand, and asked everyone around him to disperse, making room for the contest between himself and Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan also asked everyone in the Pishan Martial Arts Hall to retreat to a safe position.

With their strength reaching their level, the scope of the fight would be at least 50 meters in radius, making them like human-shaped bulldozers.

They are both inheritance disciples, one is the newly promoted third disciple of Pishan Martial Arts School, and the other is the top disciple of Lieyang Martial Arts School who is famous in the city.

The two of them were facing each other, and as soon as they entered into a confrontation, they attracted the attention of all the martial arts practitioners in the room.

The male disciples whispered among themselves, and the topics all revolved around the two dueling men.

The female disciples looked left and right, one was sunny and the other handsome, hoping that the people on both sides would not be hurt.

"The market is open, the market is open! Yang Yousheng, the top disciple of Lieyang Martial Arts School, has odds of 1:1.5, and Lin Yuan, the third disciple of Pishan Martial Arts School, has odds of 1:3. I am determined to leave!"

"Yang Yousheng has been in the martial arts field for many years. He has defeated 2 or 3 warriors. I beat Yang Yousheng!"

"Lin Yuan's performance in defeating Fei Zhishan before was also extraordinary. I'll bet on Lin Yuan!"

Someone opened the market, which immediately attracted a group of people to place bets, and they gathered in small and small groups, enthusiastically. Those who can persist in practicing martial arts have a desire to win in their hearts, and fighting is the best entertainment for everyone.

The lively off-field situation did not affect the two of them in the slightest, as they both stared at each other.

Just like the sun shining on the mountains.

Lin Yuan remained as still as a mountain, the blood flow under his skin continued to speed up, his eyes were gleaming, and his aura was rising.

Yang Yousheng's smile remained unchanged, and the fingers of his hands hanging naturally had a strange rhythm.

Thin red lines began to climb on his exposed skin, and wisps of white steam rose from his body.

Time passed slowly, and five minutes passed quickly. Neither of them moved, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Under the blazing sun, Yang Yousheng seemed to have become a little sun. His strong energy made people subconsciously avoid him. Even the surrounding air was distorted and blurred, forming a strong air current that blew his robes loudly.

On the other side of the forest, there were no fluttering robes or flying dust, and everything was calm.

Ascension and sedimentation, movement and stillness, the two sides are opposite and balanced.

"You can be ranked in the top three among the martial arts leaders this time!" Yang Yousheng preached seriously, word by word.

"You're not bad either." Lin Yuan felt his own surging energy and blood.

Under the pressure of the opponent's momentum, Lin Yuan's energy and blood soared to a new height. But what surprised Lin Yuan even more was the strange sight above Yang Yousheng's head.

That is only half of the black words "Destined Person".

The fractures of the three characters kept squirming, trying to reveal the missing upper part and reappear in a complete form, but they never succeeded.

What is going on?

Is this fate or not? How could it be so different?

Lin Yuan was confused. Unfortunately, his golden finger couldn't speak, so he had to figure out how to use it by himself.

I have no choice but to take action! My momentum has reached its limit and is starting to go downhill.

Lin Yuan knew that he could no longer wait, and the momentum accumulated by Huashan suddenly exploded. It was the second move of Splitting Mountain Palm, Splitting Mountain!

Lin Yuan suddenly let out a low roar from his throat, like rolling rocks. His whole body instantly rose a few inches, and his burly and muscular body changed from stillness to movement, from slow to fast, and he took a step forward, breaking the calm!

"Splitting Mountain Palm!"
To be continued...