Entering the atrium courtyard, Yingtian saw many warriors gathered here. They gathered around a wooden stake in the middle of the courtyard, arguing lively.

"What are they doing?" Yingtian asked confused.

Dugu Junchi pulled him and walked into the crowd: "Tianxiang, come and test your strength." Junchi knew that he had terrifying strength and wanted him to test the strength of the wooden stake.

"No need, the powerful master of your family can destroy it with one palm." Yingtian said lightly, not wanting to expose his strength easily.

Junchi laughed and said, "You finally made a mistake once. Even the great master warriors can't do anything about it." After saying that, he tilted his head to that side twice mysteriously, indicating that he must try it.

Yingtian was stunned and looked at the wooden pile with confusion on his face. However, he still couldn't see anything special about it.

When the surrounding warriors saw Junchi returning from the provincial capital, they quickly gathered around and greeted him, completely unaware that there was a stranger standing beside him.

However, among the crowd, there was a pair of big eyes that were rolling around, looking at Yingtian, who was tall and slim, with a fair face and a slim face, as if he had seen prey, with an excited look in his eyes.

"This little brother, are you here to spy on our family's spies?" A beautiful but eccentric young woman wearing a green gauze skirt and two pigtails came over.

She ridiculed Yingtian when they first met, but did not see any reaction from him. The little girl became unhappy and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Hey! Boy, I'm talking to you."

Yingtian was bending down to carefully observe the ordinary-looking wooden stake, but still ignored the little woman. Suddenly, he felt a chill coming over him, and reflexively flicked it lightly.

With a sound of "Bang!", the little woman fell backwards quickly.

Everyone turned their heads instantly and looked at what was happening in front of them in surprise. Someone actually dared to attack Princess Yilin! And it was a stranger who broke into the family compound!

Then, everyone burst into a commotion. Some were eager to punish him, some were filled with righteous indignation and reprimanded categorically, and some started asking and discussing privately. Anyway, it was just so noisy and ready to make a move, it was like a chaotic mess like a pig market.

Although Yingtian felt as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, he still stood calmly on the spot. He looked at the people around him who were glaring angrily, and also at the woman who was being lifted up by a young master with a fierce look on her face.

With a sound of "Hoo!", a powerful punch struck from the left side. It was an attack from a late-stage Xiantian warrior.

Yingtian raised his left hand and gently moved it forward. With a "pop!" sound, the attacker was knocked several meters away. As soon as Xiantian stood still, he swung his right hand painfully. It was obvious that he had been hit.

My fist hurts.

Everyone was making a noise. They didn't expect that this unfamiliar boy was so strong and strong. He could block the attacks of late-stage Xiantian warriors with just his physical strength.

"Jingqing, don't act blindly," shouted the young grandmaster who was supporting the little girl. Yingtian saw that he was about the grandmaster's thirties, with a strong build and a crew cut, and every move he made looked like a general.

He turned to look at Dugu Junchi, but Junchi made a face and said with a smile: "Defeat their spirit and let these tribesmen see how powerful you are."

The young man is inevitably a little impetuous. He not only wants to achieve the stated goal, but also wants Yingtian to make him look good.

Yingtian smiled bitterly and nodded gently to express his agreement. Junchi smiled knowingly and wanted to raise his arms proudly and shout: Long live understanding!

The young grandmaster let go of the woman and walked slowly over. Behind him were several early stage masters and innate warriors.

Junchi hurriedly stepped forward and introduced him. Yingcai found out that the young man's name was Dugu Junfan, who was Junchi's cousin, and that the genius who had just attacked him was named Liu Jingqing.

The little girl named Dugu Yilin was Dugu Junfan's biological sister. She stared at Yingtian and kept shouting for revenge. She would not stop until she returned the favor.

"Yilin, be obedient." Dugu Junfan persuaded, then turned to a woman named Liu behind him and said, "Danzhen, take her over."

Liu Danzhen and Liu Jingqing were two brothers and sisters. She obediently pulled away the shouting Dugu Yilin, not forgetting to glare at Yingtian.

"Brother Tianxiang, I made you laugh." Dugu Junfan clasped his hands into fists, wanting to be polite first and then attack.

He feels that although little brother Ren Tianxiang is powerful, he is the leader of the young people in the family and must help everyone regain face, otherwise, it will be difficult for him to have face in the future.

Yingtian has not used his inner energy, and everyone present cannot see his martial arts realm, let alone his strength.

At the door of the main room of the courtyard, two martial artists in their forties, who were considered masters, came out and looked at the noisy young people in the courtyard from a distance.

At this time, Dugu Junfan once again clasped his fists and said righteously: "Brother Tianxiang, how about we compete?" The etiquette has been exhausted, and it's just time to fight.

Yingtian saw that he was a warrior at the early stage of the fourth level of Grandmaster. It was really rare to have such cultivation at such a young age. He also clasped his fists with both hands and solemnly returned the greeting: "How do I compete?"

"Swords, fists, and kicks are all fine." Dugu Junfan wanted to have a real battle with swords and guns, to prove his excellence with strong strength, not only to regain his face, but also to consolidate his leading position.

Yingtian said sternly: "Using weapons can easily hurt people, so why don't we just drive stakes?" He still had to give due respect to members of Junchi's family. What's more, he also wanted to verify this magical wood.

pile.

The tribesmen seemed to see this little brother's intention of surrender, and they suddenly became excited.

A warrior who dares not face the challenge of others but instead makes excuses to change the challenger's proposal and lowers the intensity and conditions of the battle is a sign of weakness.

"Do you want to think about it again? I will be careful." Dugu Junfan reminded kindly. He did not want to embarrass Junchi's classmates, but also wanted to show the good demeanor of the Dugu family.

Yingtian smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "No, Brother Junfan, you invite me first." The crowd started to commotion again, and several people laughed disdainfully.

Dugu Junfan shook his head helplessly and walked slowly to the wooden stake. His whole body was full of energy, and he clenched his right fist, getting ready to strike.

Finally, he took the pose, put all his energy into it, shouted, and struck with his fist like a heavy hammer.

There was a sound of "Bang!", and a clearly visible cloud of dust rose up from the wooden pile. However, as if the wooden pile was rooted in the ground, it only shook slightly twice. On a small cross-section at the lower part of the pile body, a slightly blurred line appeared.

The number: 1360!

"1,360 kilograms! Junfan is mighty! The strongest strength!" The warriors of the Dugu family in the courtyard cheered and clapped their hands in excitement, as if they wanted to send the sound soaring into the sky through the sky.

Yingtian still kept an indifferent expression, looked at the two middle-aged people at the door of the main house in the distance, and asked Junchi in a low voice: "Are they your elders?"

Junchi followed his gaze and nodded silently: "It's the head of the family and my dad. They are the strongest people in the Dugu family."
Chapter completed!