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

Everyone's heart trembled.

The Curator of the Golden Pavilion, Yuan Xingkong, why is he here?

Is Su Han a member of the Golden Pavilion?

Most of the forces who didn't know the inside story were surprised and uncertain. This Pharmacist Su has too many backers. First, the Cao Gang, and even An Bang is willing to stand up for him.

In the end, even this Curator of the Golden Pavilion was alarmed?

But, can this really overcome the visitor from Yanfu Sect?

That is a great sect with a Qi Gate expert overseeing it.

The Zhang family head, Zhang Jie, recovered from the shock of Su Han's instant kill of Li Linlong just now, watching Yuan Xingkong slowly walk from a distance, arriving in front of Ye Xuanji.

He didn't step forward just now because he favored Li Linlong more.

As a result, the facts proved that he was wrong.

However, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. A person's future is not only related to their aptitude but also closely related to external conditions such as relatives and elders. With this Ye Xuanji from Yanfu Sect here, perhaps even if Li Linlong loses, he will have a chance to turn things around.

On the contrary, Su Han is young and vigorous, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth.

Offending Ye Xuanji can easily lead to great disaster.

Even if the Curator of the Golden Pavilion comes forward now, it remains to be seen whether he can resolve this matter, after all, this is just a branch of the Golden Pavilion, not the main pavilion in the capital.

"Oh? The Golden Pavilion."

Ye Xuanji smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said indifferently:

"So, in this small eight-hundred-mile territory, there is a branch of the Golden Pavilion. No wonder this kid is fearless and even dares to refuse my words. You're backing him up?"

"However, this kid has too low a vision and has misunderstood one thing. The strength between different Golden Pavilion branches varies. I have seen a branch whose curator is only a minor Bone Forging cultivator."

"Can you protect this kid?"

He looked at Yuan Xingkong with a smile that wasn't a smile, not taking it seriously.

The Golden Pavilion's reputation is indeed loud, but loud is loud. If one retreats at the mere mention of this name, then the martial artists of the world don't need to practice martial arts anymore and should honestly become the court's dogs.

Yuan Xingkong crossed his arms and grinned:

"You seem very confident. No wonder the information says that Yanfu Sect martial artists are all iron-headed, daring to throw punches at anyone they meet. If this attitude were under my command, I would admire it, but a martial artist from a small sect showing such an attitude is really ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."

Ye Xuanji's eyes turned cold:

"Small sect? I have seen more than one Curator of the Golden Pavilion branch, and I have defeated more than one. Only you dare to talk so boldly. I am curious, what strength do you have, holed up in such a small place!"

He suddenly punched forward, the force of the punch instantly tearing the air in front, giving the snow-covered ground a middle part, creating a clean and tidy ground that extended to the surrounding walls.

Yuan Xingkong remained motionless, letting the force of the punch blow through his long hair.

He calmly commented:

"Not bad, you have achieved some success in the Skin Refinement path. At this age, you have reached the passing line. No wonder you dare to be so reckless, thinking you can sweep through this eight-hundred-mile Ping'an County."

"Unfortunately, you have chosen the wrong opponent."

"Come on, come with me. It's not good to demolish other people's houses."

After saying those words, he turned and left.

Ye Xuanji retracted his fist, frowned slightly. How did this person see through his strength? He didn't use his full strength just now. Does he really have methods, or did he collect information in advance?

Thoughts flowed through his mind. After a moment, only one thought remained.

Punch!

"I hope you can make me enjoy myself, otherwise, I don't mind tearing down your Golden Pavilion afterward and leaving with a flourish." Ye Xuanji said indifferently, smiled coldly, and after thinking for a moment, he also followed closely behind.

He also found his decision a bit strange.

With his character, why should he follow someone else's rhythm?

Punch when you want to punch, who cares about demolishing houses?

But now, for some reason.

But the number of gazes on the latter was obviously greater.

The four words 'Qi Gate expert' weighed like a mountain.

"Not bad, Su bro, you actually really managed to get the Curator to come forward." Qian Guang came forward, patted Su Han on the shoulder, and said unexpectedly.

After knowing that Su Han's talent was exceptionally strong, he was no longer surprised or numb to Su Han's ability to easily defeat Li Linlong, but he was still a bit surprised that he could get Yuan Xingkong to come forward.

Before joining the Golden Pavilion, he had checked a lot of information. Yuan Xingkong, the current Curator of the Golden Pavilion, was not interested in worldly affairs, and his records of taking action were few and far between.

Once, a member of the Golden Pavilion wanted to ask Yuan Xingkong to come forward to deal with an enemy, and was even willing to pay half of his family fortune for it, but he was scolded bloody and even uttered an amazing remark:

"A dog relies on its master's power, do you want to be a dog?!"

But now he is actually willing to personally come forward for Su Han.

Doesn't that mean... the Curator really thinks highly of Su Han?

No wonder he was specially summoned by the Curator in the first place.

"I think the Curator is quite easy to talk to."

Su Han replied in confusion.

"Then you don't understand."

Qian Guang shook his head, somewhat envious.

Being able to invite a powerful person is really the privilege of a genius.

"Pharmacist Su, my promise remains unchanged. If others can't protect you, our An Bang is willing to lend a hand."

Yang Jing'e of An Bang walked over and said.

"Miss Yang, does An Bang have no one available?"

Seeing this female madman of An Bang start poaching again, Qian Guang couldn't help but ridicule, saying sarcastically.

"It's just that I can't bear to see talent being buried by your Cao Gang."

"When national disaster strikes, heroes like Pharmacist Su should not be involved in this kind of boring infighting between major forces. It is because of people like you fighting back and forth that we have today's situation."

Yang Jing'e said lightly, starting with a grand narrative.

At this time, a series of rumbles came from the distant horizon, attracting everyone's attention. That was the direction Yuan Xingkong and Ye Xuanji left in. The two were in a great battle.

But the rumble quickly stopped.

Everyone instantly perked up. Who won and who lost?

In less than a minute, the Curator of the Golden Pavilion, Yuan Xingkong, leisurely returned through the snow, while the Yanfu Sect expert Ye Xuanji was nowhere to be seen.

They were immediately stunned. Yuan Xingkong won?

Some people looked at each other. Although they didn't think Ye Xuanji would definitely win, the probability of failure should be extremely low. Shouldn't a sect expert from the prefecture be able to crush someone from a small place?

Su Han greeted him, but before he could speak.

Yuan Xingkong spoke first:

"His fist technique is not bad, but his strength is too weak."

"Take this, you can practice it."

He threw an ancient book to Su Han.

The three big characters were written on it—"Yanfu Fist".