The vast spiritual energy was madly drawn out from the two spiritual veins, and Gu Yuan's fists carried a strong wind and directly hit the middle-aged man's face.
Due to the effect of the gravity field, the big man had no time to adjust his offensive and could only turn the active into the passive and choose to take Gu Yuan's punch head-on.
However, the middle-aged man was not worried at all. Instead, he was full of disdain. This young boy actually took the initiative to attack without knowing the danger of his own life. Could it be that he forgot that he was a first-level spiritual master and he was just a spiritualist?
The gap between them cannot be easily made up.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Come on! Let me see how far you can go!"
"drink!"
The big man also shouted loudly, stepped firmly on the ground with both feet, stood still, and then threw a punch, colliding directly with Gu Yuan.
After the two fists collided, Gu Yuan only felt a huge impact force coming from his fists, and he retreated five steps.
On the other hand, the big man was pushed three steps away.
The big man looked at the marks left by his feet on the ground with some disbelief. He moved his throat, looked at Gu Yuan, and said, "Boy, you have great strength!"
Gu Yuan shook his numb hands and said with a smile, "This big brother is not bad either."
The middle-aged man finally showed a serious expression on his face and said solemnly: "Little brother, you better be careful next time, I am going to be serious!"
"Go ahead." Gu Yuan stretched out a hand and gestured.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, shouted softly, and then rushed towards Gu Yuan.
Gu Yuan's expression also became solemn. A spiritual master is not as good as a spiritualist. The difference between them is the realm. He has two spiritual veins and should be better than the opponent in terms of spiritual energy reserves, but fighting is not just about this.
The middle-aged man, despite the discomfort brought by the gravity field, rushed towards Gu Yuan at an increasingly faster speed.
Gu Yuan no longer hesitated, stretched out his palm, and blood-red flames emerged directly from it.
"Be careful!"
The flame in Gu Yuan's hand grew stronger and shot directly towards the oncoming big man.
The big man didn't seem to realize that this was a kind of evil fire, but instead collided directly with the evil fire.
"Hmm? This is..."
The moment the middle-aged man came into contact with the red flame, his expression suddenly changed, and he realized that this flame was not as simple as he thought.
Quickly cutting off the sleeves that were stained with flames, the middle-aged man looked at the hot flames in his face with some fear. He turned his eyes to look at Gu Yuan, dodged several flames directly, and punched Gu Yuan hard.
"Are you going to do this again?"
Gu Yuan sneered in his heart and shouted in his mind. The red flames directly covered his whole body and collided with the pair of oncoming fists.
"hiss……"
The big man let out a sound of pain, but before he could react, Gu Yuan flipped in the air and attacked again.
The big man in the gravity field already felt that even the flow of his spiritual energy was a little blocked, and now he was caught off guard and didn't know how to avoid Gu Yuan's fist. He could only close his eyes and wait for Gu Yuan's fist to come.
"You lose!"
A faint voice sounded, and the big man opened his eyes. He looked at the object in front of him that was only two fingers' width away from him, and his heart trembled constantly.
Looking at Gu Yuan with a faint smile on his face, the big man secretly swallowed his saliva and said, "My dear little brother, I lost. I admire you!"
Gu Yuan lowered his arms, clasped his fists towards the big man, and said, "Brother, you showed mercy, otherwise I wouldn't have won so easily."
The middle-aged man knew that Gu Yuan was deliberately giving him face, and he couldn't help feeling angry and grateful.
After all, there were still some spectators watching on the stage. Although there were not many people, it was not a good reputation for a first-level spiritualist like him to be defeated by a ninth-level spiritualist.
"Thank you, little brother." The middle-aged man whispered as he passed by Gu Yuan.
"You're welcome." Gu Yuan said with a smile.
The big man left and Gu Yuan shook his head. It was really meaningless that the man was defeated by him before he even used his weapon.
However, the two punches that just collided felt very comfortable, and Gu Yuan felt that his spiritual energy had become more solid.
"It seems that I still have to fight. Otherwise, such a fast upgrade speed will only cause the spiritual energy in my body to become deficient and destroy my foundation." Gu Yuan sighed.
"Hey, hey, hey, whoever's in there, get out right away! Our Master is going to use the space inside soon! Hurry!"
Just as Gu Yuan was sighing alone, an arrogant voice sounded behind him.
Gu Yuan frowned and turned to look at the owner of the voice.
"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. Didn't you hear anything? Are you deaf?"
The young man in white robe had an arrogant look on his face. Gu Yuan looked down at the token hanging around his waist, and a word "Xuan" was faintly visible on it.
"Xuan? Someone from Xuanming Sect!"
Gu Yuan muttered to himself, then looked at the young man in the white robe with interest.
"I said, are you fucking deaf?"
It was obvious that the young man in white robe was not a patient person. Seeing that Gu Yuan did not react to his words, he rushed up, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to slap Gu Yuan.
But before his arm fell, Gu Yuan grabbed his wrist.
"Fuck you, you're tired of living, aren't you? You don't even recognize the people from the Xuanming Sect?"
His wrist was held, and the white-robed boy's face flushed slightly.
"Are all the people in Xuanming Sect as uncultured as you? How can you talk like that? Do you want me to teach you?" Gu Yuan asked calmly, looking at the young man in white robe.
"Let me go! I'm going to slap you to death, you bitch! Where did you come from, you wild boy? Do you think you can teach me how to speak?"
The young man in white robe came up and started cursing wildly. A hint of coldness flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes, and his other hand raised up and fell on the face of the young man in white robe.
“Bang!”
The young man in white robe was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that Gu Yuan actually slapped him.
"You... you actually dared to hit..."
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
"I dare not hit you, and if you provoke me, I dare to kill you. So what? Is that not possible?"
After two more slaps, the corners of the white-robed boy's mouth swelled up, while Gu Yuan's expression was indifferent.
This young man in white robe is only a fifth-level spiritualist. Gu Yuan really couldn't understand why this kind of guy, who is also the lowest level guy in Xuanming Sect, dared to be so arrogant?
"Boy! You really pissed me off!"
The young man in white robe's eyes turned red. He had never been insulted like this in his life!
"Let me go, I want to duel with you, and you'll see if I don't kill you!"
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
With a raised knife, he slapped the young man twice. Gu Yuan looked at him calmly and said, "Since your Xuanming Sect didn't teach you how to speak properly, I will teach you how to speak today!"
In just a few dozen breaths, the young man in white robe received four or five slaps on the face, and half of his face was swollen like a blister. Gu Yuan's men showed no mercy.
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