I can identify everything, but the level is increased by one

A year ago, his master taught him a fist technique called Yan Fu.

As he threw his fist, he recalled the scene from the past—

“The fist I pass on to you is called Yan Fu. It is the most basic fist technique within the Yan Fu Sect, but it is also the most fundamental inheritance. Its core meaning is only one thing, and you must remember it—”

“In the world of Yan Fu, humans are insignificant and lost. Only by throwing your fist can you find your way!”

Li Linlong regained his senses, feeling his master's teachings vividly before him, as clear as new. The Qi and blood within his body circulated rapidly, and the large tendons around his body stretched like dragons, giving birth to a surge of great strength.

He had already understood the essence of the Yan Fu Fist and grasped its divine intent.

Heaven and earth are vast, and humans are insignificant.

But so what? Throw your fist, throw your fist, only by throwing your fist!

Inspired by the divine intent of throwing his fist, Li Linlong's heart was filled with utmost sincerity. Looking at Su Han, he understood and knew that even if the person before him was a Divine Threshold Grandmaster who could communicate with heaven and earth,

he dared to throw his fist, and he had the strength of a fist!

Unfortunately, the person in front of him was just a weakling.

He sighed inwardly. His perspective had been too narrow in the past. Why bother getting angry with a weakling over some mundane matters, lowering his own standards for no reason? He should be competing with those geniuses from the prefectures!

To win the top spot in the imperial martial examination!

Boom!

This fist struck solidly.

The air resounded with a boom, creating a gust of wind centered on the point of impact, stirring up the snow in the field. Even the clothes of the onlookers in the distance fluttered.

They exclaimed in their hearts.

As expected of the number one genius of Ping'an County.

In just one year, he had grown so much. At this rate, he might have a chance to enter the Qi Threshold Grandmaster realm, spitting out flying swords, killing people from a hundred paces away, stepping on green waves, and manipulating water and fire. How fascinating was the mystery of the Qi Threshold?

As for Yang Jin'e, the suspected “female general” of the An Gang, she frowned slightly. She wanted to protect Su Han because she valued his talent as an alchemist. This identity was much stronger than that of an ordinary Entry Realm martial artist.

She hoped that being defeated would not affect his alchemy skills.

But she also knew very well that this was extremely difficult.

Martial artists compete for victory, and they often have a breath of energy in their hearts, with the ambition to suppress all their peers. But if they lose in a competition, it will inevitably affect their energy and thus affect all aspects of their lives.

Her brother, who was once known as a genius, also became depressed and lost all his energy in a competition due to the desperate gap, becoming a mental wreck.

In the end, she, a woman, had to come forward.

After a while, the flying snow subsided, and the vision returned to clarity.

Everyone present was stunned. They were shocked to see that

Su Han, whom most people did not have high hopes for, whose reputation as a pharmacist outweighed his reputation as a martial artist, raised his palm and solidly blocked Li Linlong's nearly full-strength punch, without even budging.

How was this possible?

This was a punch from someone who had achieved great success in Tendon Training, with a force of more than ten thousand pounds!

With one punch, even an ox could not stop it.

Could it be that Su Han had also achieved great success in Tendon Training?

But there was still a gap between those who had achieved great success in Tendon Training, a desperate abyss between mediocre mortals and outstanding geniuses. Therefore, even if Su Han could receive the punch, he shouldn't have been so relaxed.

Unless… Their hearts skipped a beat as they thought of a possibility.

Ye Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

This kid named Su Han really had some strength. Linlong had obviously grasped some of the essence of the Yan Fu Fist, but he couldn't shake this kid?

Clearly, both of them had achieved great success in Tendon Training.

Could it be that he sacrificed his potential and practiced external hard training techniques?

He didn't think that Su Han's aptitude surpassed that of his disciple Li Linlong. In this eight-hundred-mile trapped dragon formation, it was already the limit to give birth to a dragon talent like Li Linlong.

Let's see how it goes.

He hoped that his disciple wouldn't disappoint him.

“Brother Li, didn't you have breakfast?”

Su Han blocked the punch and asked in confusion.

“Hmph, it's not over yet!”

Li Linlong was shocked and extremely surprised. He had already surpassed this shallow beach, and his mentality was naturally the same. He quickly adjusted himself, his heart roaring, his fist streaking across the sky, throwing punches rapidly.

Continuous explosions sounded in the air.

Each of his punches was enough to shatter a huge rock. If it hit a body of flesh and blood, he was confident that it would be enough to break any martial artist of his generation, breaking bones with one punch, turning flesh and blood to mush with two punches, and severing life with three punches!

The power should have been like this, and the script should have developed like this.

But he became more and more alarmed.

Every punch he threw was easily blocked by Su Han. No matter how terrifying the force he used, twisting it into a single strength, trying to penetrate the flesh and blood defense and strike into the body,

the final result was like a mud ox entering the sea, unable to stir up any waves.

It was like a sponge, constantly absorbing his strength.

“Enough!”

He roared angrily, feeling that he was being tricked. In a dignified martial artist's frontal confrontation, he was actually using such crooked and evil techniques. Otherwise, how could his fist technique be unable to move the opponent?

His Qi and blood circulated rapidly, his whole body's muscles tensed, imagining the human body as a large bow, constantly stretching until the extreme point of about to break, turning his fist into an arrow leaving the string, and punching it out.

At this moment, he felt a kind of surprise in his heart.

There was a kind of understanding.

The strength of his punch had already reached the Bone Forging level.

With a Bone Forging punch, no one could stop him, and he would definitely win.

But in the next moment, this punch was also blocked lightly by Su Han's palm, and it was even flicked to the side like flicking a pebble, almost making him stagger and fall to the ground.

“Enough, you are very disappointing to me, end this farce.”

Su Han shook his head, extremely disappointed.

He originally thought that this Li Linlong was so confident, and his spirit was so high when he threw his fist, like a young grandmaster, as if he dared to throw his fist at anyone, but the strength was so weak.

The fist technique was exquisite.

But the strength and speed couldn't keep up at all.

He couldn't even force out his second form.

Could it be that he was too strong?

He sighed softly, looked at Li Linlong, who was in shock and doubt, raised his hand and punched down at his head, so fast that he couldn't react at all, and heard a bang.

Li Linlong was immediately dizzy and saw stars.

His eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

There was nothing to say, he was killed in one punch.

“Sorry, everyone, for making you laugh, it was just a farce.”

Su Han looked at the surrounding people and said loudly.

A group of forces fell into shock, looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent. They finally confirmed that one possibility. The mediocre mortals were not referring to Su Han, but Li Linlong!

But how was this possible!?

Li Linlong's aptitude was the strongest in Ping'an County.

“Clap clap clap.”

Applause sounded from the side, and Ye Xuanji walked over with a smile: “Not bad, not bad, although Li Linlong disappointed me, I have to say, I saw a surprise.”

“You are more suitable to be my disciple than him, how about it?”

Everyone was shocked again.

This guest from the Yan Fu Sect wanted to take Su Han as his disciple?

Could it be that Su Han was about to soar into the sky?

Li Linlong, and even the entire Li family, were about to fall into hell?

Su Han raised his eyebrows and responded: “What if I refuse?”

Ye Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly:

“Then the master is also responsible for the humiliation of his disciple.”

His eyes stared at Su Han, his aura soaring and locking him down, but Su Han's face was not afraid, very calm. This aura lock was much weaker than the one at the Golden Pavilion.

“Hmph, who dares to touch the people of my Golden Pavilion!”

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded in the distance, the volume was not loud, but it was extremely long, passing through a very long distance and spreading here, penetrating the entire field, and everyone could hear it clearly.

The master of the Golden Pavilion, Yuan Xingkong, had arrived.