Despite the interference of the gods, Yang Ren still got the copper pen in his hand.

With just a slight touch, Shen Jiaozi's hand was shocked and numb, his heart trembled, and he felt unbelievable, Yang Ren, who was so young, had such a great strength! Much more than him, a high-level martial artist of the Yellow Rank.

Shocked to shocked, Shen Pizi didn't panic in the slightest, because he didn't use all his strength just now, and he didn't use his true qi. As a high-level martial artist of the Yellow Order, he is different from a junior martial artist of the Yellow Order, he can mobilize and use his true qi, which is also the reason why Shen Pizi can play with the iron ball in the air. Shen Xuanzi believed that if he used True Qi, he would definitely be able to subdue Yang Ren.

"Show me. Shen Piaozi chuckled, and once again put his hands together, one hand was lucky in the palm of his hand, straight into Yang Ren's throat, and the other hand was obliquely down towards Yang Ren's wrist, his goal was still to snatch the bronze pen. Because he knew that if the copper pen was successfully obtained by Yang Ren, then their elaborate deception would inevitably be exposed to the world, and all the efforts and benefits they had made before would be scrapped.

"I haven't seen it yet, how can I give it to you!" Yang Ren knew that Shen Piaozi was not an idle person, his figure flashed back, and his speed was very fast, dodging the upper and lower attacks at the same time. He didn't have a hard encounter with God, because there were so many people on the stage, and the master made a move, once he bumped hard, he would inevitably hurt the innocent people around him.

"Aren't they going to test God's choice, why did they fight?"

"Hey, the two of them haven't started to compete yet, let's compare martial arts first!!"

The people on the stage saw that Shen Picker and Yang Ren exchanged hands in order to grab the copper pen, coaxed the ground, and all ran off the stage, and some good people even dragged the tables and chairs to the side of the stage indiscriminately before leaving the stage, and the crowded stage just now suddenly became spacious and empty.

Everyone stood around the stage, gave the stage to Yang Ren and Shen Jiaozi, and waited for them to fight.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou, why don't we learn martial arts before the competition starts!" Shen Jiaozi laughed strangely, and a powerful momentum suddenly erupted, and a layer of true qi about ten centimeters thick that was invisible to the naked eye was wrapped around Shen Jiaozi's fist, making his fist look like a big air hammer with a radius of ten centimeters, his eyes were fierce, his body suddenly moved, and his fists carried a strong wind, directly attacking Yang Ren's vital parts.

"Good time!"

Yang Ren raised his right hand, ready to meet the attack of the Divine Picker.

Yang Ren's fist is still a small meat fist, and compared to the True Qi Sledgehammer Fist of the Divine Picker, the gap is a bit big.

"Bang~" The fists of the two collided with each other, making a dull collision sound.

Yang Ren's fist struck forcefully on the true qi layer of the divine pick, as if hitting a ball filled with dense sea water, the speed of the fist was slowed down, and a depression appeared on the true qi layer, but it did not break, the fist continued to advance along the depression of the true qi layer, and when there was still a few centimeters away from the fist of the divine pick, the two of them seemed to have agreed, and they flew backwards in an arc behind them.

Shen Picker flew backwards seven or eight meters, slammed into the wall behind the platform, and found a dull crashing sound, the wall shook slightly, and there was no crash through and collapse, and then his body was attached to the smooth wall and fell on the ground above the platform. Shen Jiaozi's hand was a little swollen and painful, but fortunately he had true qi to protect his body, otherwise his muscles and bones would have been shattered.

Yang Ren flew backwards for more than ten meters, landing on the marble ground below the right side of the platform, he supported the ground with his left hand, so that he did not fall, his half-squatting body continued to slide backwards with the force of inertia, drawing a deep trace on the ground, and finally stopped at the door of the bronze ancient artifact. He only felt a feeling of swelling in his right fist, his shoulders were numb, his heartbeat intensified, his chest was swollen, his qi and blood were surging, and a mouthful of old blood was almost spurting out. Fortunately, his physical body is quite strong, otherwise his right hand would have been broken with such a collision just now.

At the moment when Yang Ren was knocked away by the divine picker, Ren Chaodong was stupid, he was afraid that Yang Ren would be killed by such a blow and fall to his death! When he saw Yang Ren unscathed, he was so excited that he shouted loudly: Okay!

"Good!" The crowd standing in the audience also cheered loudly, accompanied by warm applause.

In the first round, if he is knocked down, Yang Ren is obviously on the losing side. Of course, there are no rules between the two sides, so there is no question of who wins or loses. In a private fight like this without a referee, if one side does not open their mouth to admit defeat, the fight is not over, unless both sides have the goal of reaching the point.

At the moment when everyone was waiting for Yang Ren to return to the stage and fight again, Shen Jiaozi's figure spread, running on the edge of the platform on the right, his body jumped more than three meters in the air, and crossed the heads of everyone in the audience.

"Boy, you want to block my financial path! I told you to walk around if you can't eat!" Shen Picker looked down at Yang Ren fiercely, like a hungry eagle killing a poor chicken, determined to win.

At this time, even a fool can see that the god picker has made a killing move, and with all his strength, this leg will go down, not to mention the physical body, even the iron plate one meter later will be kicked through. It seems that someone is going to die!

"Someone commits Tai Sui, and the evil spirit is added nine points. Yang Ren secretly thought in his heart, this god picker not only wants to beat me, but also uses killing moves. Nine points of evil qi are about to kill, can the people who used to add a lot of evil qi to me hate me more than killing me?!

The hearts of the onlookers at the scene were all in their throats. Originally, they all watched the competition with the mentality of watching the excitement, and no one wanted to see anyone die.

"Hammer be careful!" Ren Chaodong cried out in horror. Although he was dissatisfied with Yang Ren's words and deeds before, after all, his classmates were deeply affectionate and didn't want to see the latter die or be injured because of this.

Ling Chen and the other four buyers who bought the copper coins finally understood now, the copper coins they bought were nine times out of ten fake, otherwise why would the god picker kill Yang Ren, just because the latter wanted to see these copper coins?

"Hehe, the master used the iron ring leg, this kid will have to be severely disabled if he doesn't die!" Gan Wucheng whispered to Fan Bukuan, with respect for the god in his eyes.

"That kid should be damned, who told him to block our financial path!" Fan Bukuan sneered, looking at Yang Ren with a grim look in his eyes.