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Zhang Yan also stopped smiling and seriously looked at Long Yu, who was in front of him. As usual, he calmly said, "It just so happens that I haven't used my full strength. Let's see who is stronger between us."

The five Spiritual Energy cyclones within Zhang Yan's dantian began to spin rapidly. The Spiritual Energy within his body was quickly drawn out from his dantian and gathered on his arm. Then, using all of his strength, he smashed his fist towards Long Yu's chest.

Even Hong Yuan was stunned. He stood there without moving as he watched the battle between the two of them. He didn't expect Long Yu's strength to have increased so much. If he were to be punched, he'd probably be seriously injured. What made him even more shocked was that Zhang Yan, a new outer disciple, was actually able to compete with Long Yu in terms of strength and didn't seem to be at a disadvantage. From the looks of it, he even had the intention of gaining the upper hand.

After another punch, Long Yu could clearly feel that his strength wasn't enough. It wasn't that his strength was decreasing, but Zhang Yan's strength seemed to be increasing and each of his punches were stronger than the previous punches. Long Yu was very confused, "Could it be that this kid hasn't used his full strength yet?"

Long Yu knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would lose in just three punches. Helpless, Long Yu could only use his trump card, only to see Long Yu change the shape of his hand, clench his fist, and change his palm. At the same time, the spiritual energy within his body surged.

As the fist and palm collided, Zhang Yan felt Long Yu's strength instantly increase by more than two levels. Zhang Yan didn't expect this sudden palm attack and was directly sent flying by Long Yu's palm for three meters before he managed to stabilize himself. With this palm attack, Zhang Yan felt that his right arm was almost broken.

After this palm strike, Long Yu's imposing manner was clearly weaker than before. It could be seen that this palm strike had consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

Zhang Yan's eyes were wide open as he asked with uncertainty, "This is a martial skill?"

"That's right!" Long Yu raised his head and said arrogantly, "This is the High Rank Mortal Realm skill that I'm practicing, the Great Strength Vajra Palm. "Brat, you are already very proud of yourself for forcing me to use martial skills. In the outer sect, I still have not used any martial skills at all. You can be considered the first one."

"Martial Skill!"

After hearing Long Yu's affirmation, the people present were no longer calm. Martial skills were a type of usage of spiritual energy, created by some martial arts grandmasters. Although the grade of martial skills was the same as cultivation techniques, martial skills were even rarer than cultivation techniques.

As long as one had a certain level of strength and money, they would be able to obtain Mortal Realm skills. However, even the lowest ranked Mortal Realm skills were hard to buy, even in the martial arts Holy Land, only inner sect disciples had the qualification to practice martial skills. Outer sect disciples could not even get a martial skill.

Zhang Yan did not expect that Long Yu, a mere outer disciple, could actually learn a high rank Mortal Realm martial skill. This was really too surprising, but the more profound the martial skill, the more difficult it was to cultivate, and the more spiritual energy he would consume to use it. From the looks of it, Long Yu could not even use his palm just now.

Zhang Yan shook his arms, feeling that he should still be able to block a few more strikes. Once Long Yu's spiritual energy ran out, he would win for sure. Zhang Yan, who had already made up his mind, once again adopted the stance of wanting to attack.

Long Yu looked at Zhang Yan in surprise. "I didn't expect you to have such guts. You knew I had a martial skill, yet you still dared to fight with me?"

Zhang Yan disdainfully snorted and said, "So what if you have a martial skill? Could martial arts be invincible? If one's cultivation base was not high enough and his comprehension was not high enough, how much power could he display even if he had a martial skill? "How many more palm strikes can you make with that power?"

Long Yu looked at Zhang Yan with disdain, and said, "You don't need to know how many more palm strikes I can give you, all you need to know is that I can knock you down with one palm." As he said this, the spiritual energy in Long Yu's hand fluctuated, and he immediately followed up with another powerful Vajra Palm toward Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. Seeing that Long Yu's palm was about to hit him, Zhang Yan exerted a little strength and leaped forward, directly jumping three meters away and dodging Long Yu's full force palm.

"I didn't expect that you would actually dodge it. It's really surprising, but try dodging this palm a little more," Long Yu said as he suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yan and raised his hand to strike at Zhang Yan's chest with his palm.

Zhang Yan knew that he could not avoid this palm, so he could only bite the bullet and receive it head-on. The two palms collided, and then they clashed again.

The isolated youth in the crowd couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I never thought that Grand Elder would actually teach the Great Strength Vajra Palm to Long Yu. It seems like Zhang Yan will lose today."

Just as he finished speaking, the two people on the other side had already gone through five moves. Long Yu had released five palm strikes in a row, and Zhang Yan had also received five palm strikes from Long Yu. With these five palm strikes, Long Yu had already used up all the spiritual energy in his body and Zhang Yan had to use all his spiritual energy to barely block them.

Hong Yuan walked out from the crowd and stopped them. He waved his hand and said, "I see that the two of you are no longer in the same condition. If we were to continue fighting, it might cause irreparable damage to you.

If they were to continue fighting like this, it was very likely that their bodies would suffer from an unrecoverable injury. Long Yu snorted and said, "This time, you have gone far, today I will let you go once. In half a month, there will be an inner disciple test and I don't want to make any mistakes. If there is, we will fight in the one month after the inner disciple test.

Zhang Yan stared at Long Yu without fear, "Isn't it just a challenge?" Do you really think I'm afraid of you? When that happens, we'll settle our debts together! " After saying this, Zhang Yan didn't pay any attention to Long Yu's group. He turned around and returned to his own courtyard. With a bang, he forcefully shut the courtyard door.

Ma Yong walked up to Long Yu and whispered, "Sect Master, since Zhang Yan is so arrogant, should we take advantage of his weakness and lead our brothers to teach him a lesson?" "Let him know the power of our Qing Gang."

When Long Yu heard this, he frowned and looked at Ma Yong in front of him. He was a little puzzled as he asked, "You're Senior Brother Ma Long's little brother, Ma Yong?"

When Ma Yong heard this, he hurriedly nodded and said, "I'm Ma Yong. I didn't think that sect leader would know my brother."

Long Yu snorted and said, "Your brother is the genius among the inner disciples of our Qingyuan Sect. I know about that, but I didn't expect that you would be so much weaker than your brother. I really didn't expect that."

"I said that I will be competing with Zhang Yan on the battling platform in a month's time. Don't you want to bully him using your numbers? How would people look at me like that? "Don't they think that I, Long Yu, am afraid of Zhang Yan?" The more Long Yu spoke, the colder his voice became. In the end, he coldly glanced at Ma Yong before turning around and leaving.

Hong Yuan also left the scene and came into the forest. He bowed respectfully to a green-clothed woman and said, "Senior sister, I have already followed your instructions and tried my best to help Zhang Yan. What else do you have for me?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan wanted to compete with Long Yu, she knew Long Yu's strength very well. That was why she ordered Hong Yuan to come forward and rescue him, and seeing that Zhang Yan was fine, she smiled and nodded, "You did well in this matter. I will remember you; if you enter the inner court in the future, I will protect you."

Qing`er waved her hands, "It's none of your business. You can leave now."

"Senior's insight is truly good, I didn't expect this fellow to be so powerful." Qing`er smiled as she glanced in the direction of Zhang Yan, her silhouette flickered as she disappeared into the forest.