The hammer-wielding boy frowned and said, "What deal?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Yan Shisan asked.

The hammer-wielding boy shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Tianfengtai did not require both sides of the competition to report their names.

"My father is the King of Yan in Lingnan County. ”

"The richest man in Great Xia, the Yan family?"

The hammer-wielding boy's eyes widened, and he looked Yan Thirteen up and down in shock.

"Yes!"

Yan Shisan said proudly: "Have you heard of it?"

The hammer-wielding boy nodded again and again: "Of course I heard about it!" Yan Mingyue was only practicing in the inner hall on the first day of the Yan family, he is my idol, since you are a member of the Yan family, what is the relationship between you and Yan Mingyue?"

Seeing the excited look on the young man with the hammer, Yan Shisan became even more proud, and his intuition told him that the deal had been completed, but when he heard the mention of Yan Mingyue, his heart suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"My name is Yan Thirteen, and I am the thirteenth county king of the Yan family, and Yan Mingyue is the third. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

The hammer-wielding boy suddenly said, "Then what do you want to do with me?"

Yan Shisan's voice was lowered, and he pointed to Mu Yang, who was looking at him: "You step down and challenge him...... In return, I'll give you a sum of money, and when we're tied, do you think it's okay?"

The hammer-wielding boy paused for a moment, this was the first time he had encountered this kind of situation, but thinking that Yan Shisan was Yan Mingyue's younger brother, his strength must be much stronger than his own, so he hesitated: "That's ...... Not good. ”

"What's wrong? I want to reserve my strength to deal with an enemy, you should do me a favor, and when the festival is over, I will invite you to drink flower wine and visit the Qinglou, Lixiang Building, and Osmanthus Courtyard, whatever you choose." ”

As he spoke, Yan Shisan's wrist flipped over, and there was a bulging silk cloth pouch in his hand, which was stuffed into the arms of the hammer-wielding boy at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see: "There are fifty star crystals here, you take them first, remember to drink at night, drink." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the hammer-wielding boy to react, he pushed him down the stage, shouting as he pushed: "This battle is a draw! Fan Jian, dare to come up and fight with Young Master Ben!"

Fifty star crystals are not worth mentioning to the Yan family, but for the hammer-wielding boy who was born poor and was admitted to the temple by hard work, he can get the kindness of the Yan family, and he has the money to take it, how can he not take advantage of this kind of cheapness, although he always feels a little strange in his heart, he still happily walks towards the Tianfeng platform where Muyang is standing.

The distance between Muyang and Yan Shisan was more than a hundred meters, and he didn't hear the conversation between Yan Shisan and the hammer-wielding boy, but the actions of the two clearly fell into his eyes. Seeing the appearance of Yan Shisan's eyebrows at himself after the hammer-wielding boy stepped down, he immediately guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

"You're no match for me. ”

Mu Yang stared at the hammer-wielding young man on the stage and said in a calm tone.

"I don't believe it!"

The hammer-wielding boy raised the hammer in his hand, and a majestic momentum radiated from his body in all directions.

"Flaming Hammer!"

A blue flickering hammer shadow fell from mid-air, I don't know if it was because he was too excited after receiving fifty star crystals, or in order to prove that his first challenge was not because of his lack of strength, the young man with the hammer in his hand used all his strength.

A faint smile appeared on Mu Yang's face, he glanced back at the gloating Yan Shisan, slowly stretched out his hand, and grabbed the hammer-wielding boy's chest.

Snort-

An inaudible sound sounded on Muyang's fingers, and his body brushed against the edge of the hammer in a flash, fluttering like a drop of water splashed after a boulder smashed into the water, and when it fell, it had already reached the back of the hammer-wielding boy.

The hammer-wielding boy smashed into the air, the hammer smashed on the solid blue-black stone surface, and the entire Tianfeng Platform that shook made a roar, with the power of the hammer bounced, the hammer-wielding boy suddenly turned around, and the majestic power of Xingyuan poured into his arms, and swept backwards, but the arm had just rotated halfway, and the whole person's body suddenly froze on the spot.

Not far behind the hammer-wielding boy, Mu Yang was looking at him with a smile, and there was a blue silk bag hanging on his finger, which was the one that Yan Shisan gave him just now.

The hammer-wielding boy slowly lowered his head, and found that there was an extra half-foot-long tear in the clothes on his chest, revealing rock-like muscles.

"You ......"

The hammer-wielding boy was shocked.

"Do you want to fight?"

With a flick of his palm, Mu Yang threw the silk bag at the feet of the hammer-wielding boy.

"I lost. ”

Recalling the scene just now, the hammer-wielding boy's face changed miserably, and he immediately understood that it was Mu Yang's subordinates who showed mercy, otherwise if he had an extra dagger in his hand, he could easily pierce his chest.

What's even more desperate is that from beginning to end, the hammer-wielding boy didn't see clearly what kind of body technique Mu Yang was using, and he didn't even feel the signs of the star element flow in his body!

This result can only show one problem, that is, the difference in strength between the two is too great.

......

Exclamations rang out again and again among the onlookers.

Some people who were far away didn't see the scene on the stage clearly, and couldn't help but talk to the people next to them and ask questions.

Since killing Zhou Wusheng, Mu Yang has left a reputation for cruel murder in the minds of many temple disciples, and seeing the hammer-wielding boy jumping off the Tianfeng platform unharmed, while sweating for him, this thought has also been shaken.

Seeing with his own eyes that a fellow disciple of the Three Realms and Seven Grades was defeated by Muyang's move, more people gave up the idea of going on stage to give it a try.

Mu Yang's identity spread quickly among the crowd, and even the temple disciples around Yan Shisan's ring got the news, and no one dared to challenge it on the stage for a while.

......

......

"In the past competition for promotion to the inner hall every year, those who dared to climb the Tianfeng platform first were all disciples who were ranked in the top three in the freshman test, and Yan Thirteen was ranked outside the top three in the entrance examination, and he didn't want to make progress in the past few months, and he barely entered the fifth grade of the Fighting Soul Realm, although he was the second person in the Yan family's generation to awaken the bloodline martial arts, but the true power of the Dragon Elephant Break could only be fully exerted after entering the Star Soul Realm and being able to condense the Star Yuan Armor, should he think that he could enter the inner hall with his current cultivation, right?"

In the backyard of the small courtyard where the injured were treated, eighteen old men wearing coarse cloth clothes and long-haired shawls sat side by side in front of a stone wall, and on the stone wall hung eighteen bronze mirrors that constantly emitted silver and cyan light.

An old man dressed in a linen shirt, with a clear face, high cheekbones, and deep-set eye sockets, sat on a bamboo chair, stared at the bronze mirror in front of him, and said slowly. In his sight, Yan Shisan could be seen standing in the ring muttering something to a temple disciple who was on stage to challenge, and after a while, he took out a blue bag and stuffed it into the other party's arms, and then pushed him under the stage.