I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

The middle-aged man's hand held tightly a long khaki stick. The long stick was nine feet eight inches long, a bit taller than his entire body. But just looking at the aura of the long stick, it was just a middle-grade yellow soldier, nothing special.

But the middle-aged talent with a long stick just came on the court. Zhang Heng, who was a little incapable of lifting his energy, seemed to be suddenly stabbed by a silver needle, and suddenly a bright light burst into his eyes.

This person gave Zhang Heng a very special feeling as soon as he went on the court. He couldn't tell what it was, but Zhang Heng understood that this middle-aged man was strong enough to be his opponent.

At this time, the middle-aged man had stopped ten feet away from Zhang Heng.

The two people stared at each other, both staring at the other side curiously, and at the same time watching every detail and every special place on the other side extremely carefully.

At the same time, none of the two spoke.

They actually seemed to have put all their attention on observing each other, and even the red tape of meeting and saying hello was forgotten by the two of them coincidentally.

Zhang Heng stared at the opponent, and he found that the opponent's vitality was extremely condensed, and that the opponent's vitality condensed in Chengdu was actually even stronger than Zhang Hengdu.

This is the first time Zhang Heng has seen him in such a long time. At the same rank, someone's vitality condensed level unexpectedly surpassed him.

At this moment, a face of the middle-aged man finally looked at Zhang Heng's face. He looked at this Heng and said, "Did you notice?"

"The level of vitality in my body is very high, so you are surprised how I did it?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's empty left hand trembled suddenly, and a fist-sized ball appeared in his palm, like a crystal-clear ball carved from transparent crystal.

Then the middle-aged man held the ball tightly in his left hand, and his hands trembled again. The original ball turned into a lifelike elegant white crane licking its own white feathers.

The middle-aged man's arm shook, and the elegant white crane suddenly let out a clear heming, and then a pair of wings suddenly flew away from the palm of the middle-aged man's hands, and began to fly into the middle of the air, and circled in front of the middle-aged man. , Flying non-stop.

Then the middle-aged man suddenly exhaled at the lifelike white crane. Suddenly, the white crane that originally seemed to have life and flesh and blood, at this moment, the original body suddenly began to fade, and finally turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared. In front of Zhang Heng and everyone.

"What is this?" Zhang Heng confirmed that the middle-aged man in front of him had not used any secret techniques or created any illusions just now.

The white crane that he turned into is indeed made up of a group of pure and incomparable vitality light, but Zhang Heng has never seen or heard of that person’s vitality light after leaving the human body. , Without the support of mystery, it can be as lifelike as having life.

This is simply turning decay into magic!

On the semi-circular square, everyone present could not help showing surprise and curiosity when they saw it.

The middle-aged man saw the curiosity in the eyes of the people and Zhang Heng, and his expression remained unchanged. Obviously he had anticipated the performance of the people a long time ago. He looked directly at Zhang Heng and said, "What is this, I can't tell you."

"But if you promise me one thing, you will know what it is. And maybe you can do it in the future."

Zhang Heng was confused when he heard it. What he was curious about was what was in front of him. The other party didn’t tell him, but instead asked him to promise him one thing for no reason. If he changed another person, Zhang Heng would not bother to go any further. He took care of the opponent, and saw a blow out of the Overlord's spear, hitting the opponent directly on the ground.

But the middle-aged man in front of him is unfortunate, because Zhang Heng knows that even if he strikes out with all his strength, the opponent will probably not be easily beaten by him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the middle-aged man then spoke again: "But I can tell you my name."

When the middle-aged man said this, his face naturally carried a touch of arrogance that looked down on sentient beings. Maybe he didn't want to be arrogant and rude, but he couldn't help but show this unique aura.

It was as if the middle-aged man's own name itself was a name worthy of his pride and worthy of admiration from everyone present.

"My name is Yuan Shijie. Have you heard of this name?" The middle-aged man stared at Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng heard the name of the other person and felt a bit familiar. Where should he have seen this name before, but he completely wanted to Can't get up.

In the end, Zhang Heng shook his head helplessly.

The teenagers and girls present around the semicircular square have also discussed it.

"Who is this middle-aged man in this suit, who is no different from the beggar in the city of Shouxiang? Why haven't I heard of his name?"

"Is Yuan Shijie a powerful name? Is it a high-ranking general in the Anxi Governor's Mansion?"

"Or in Anxi, the helm of the brave family of brave men?"

"In Anxi, there doesn't seem to be a family of brave men surnamed Yuan, second-rate or above, right?"

"Then who is this person? It's not someone who is playing a big-tailed wolf, right?"

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Listening to the fighting stage, all the young girls talked a lot, and the middle-aged people's original look of expectation, at this time, gradually dimmed, and restored the former expressionlessness.

There are only those experts on the high platform beside the many young girls. At this time, there are still people who bow their heads and meditate. Some middle-aged people who are also in the same grade at this time muttered to themselves: "My surname is Yuan, my first name is Yuan. It's Yuan Shijie...this name...this name..."

Many middle-aged experts have heard this name vaguely, but they don't remember it at all.

On the 9th floor of Tianze Building, in the master Xiao's study room.

Louzhu Xiao and A-Lian were also pondering this name repeatedly, but they seemed to be unable to remember the owner of this name, exactly who was sacred.

The two of them really couldn't understand, a person who was over forty years old, still stuck in the first-grade qi refining stage and had no breakthrough, would hide some unexpected big secret in his name.

But when thinking about this, A-Lian, who was initially at a loss, suddenly had a glimmer of light in her eyes. She seemed to suddenly remember something: "Wait, this person's vitality is so pure and pure. It has reached the point of extreme horror, and the radiance of vitality has all kinds of magical effects."

"This is definitely not what he can do with his own extraordinary talent, otherwise, he would never have stagnated and stayed in the first-grade Qi refining realm today."

"If it wasn't for the abnormal physique of my talent, then the only explanation would be that Yuan Shijie's practice is different from others."

Speaking of this, A-Lian suddenly took a deep breath, then turned her head and stared at the image with scorching eyes. The middle-aged man, Yuan Shijie, who was unkempt, said with excitement: "I know. He, I know who he is."

The hostess Xiao immediately looked at his right-hand man, Sister Alian.

A-Lian didn't refuse. She had known for a long time that her host Xiao Xiao was an impatient host, and if she dared to hang her appetite again, she would probably show her a good look.

"If I guessed correctly, the name of this middle-aged man, Yuan Shijie, was indeed known to everyone in Anxi thirty years ago."

"Thirty years ago, he was still a teenager, just like Zhang Heng now. He also became a freshman at Anxi Brave Academy because of his strong physical strength and passed the exam exemption. Moreover, he is a freshman. Xinsheng is still the other freshmen, the first among all the freshmen."

"During the freshmen's trial, he lived up to expectations and became the first in the freshmen's trial. After that, he and many new students who were exempted from the exam chose that exercise..."

Hearing this, Xiao Louzhu couldn't help interrupting A-Lian's words: "Which exercise is it, you can make it clear."

A-Lian took a funny look at the scheming host Xiao in front of him, and then spit out four words: "Ranked Stars."

Hearing these four words, the contented Lou Zhu continued to ask: "What happened then, what happened then?"

A-Lian smiled bitterly at the hostess Xiao: "Then, there is almost no more."

"As far as I know, most of the people who practiced that exercise in the past died violently. The rest were not severely injured by their dantians, their limbs and limbs were mutilated, and they became useless people who could not practice, but they were confused in their consciousness, wounded in their souls, and became insane idiots. ."

"Only this Yuan Shijie has practiced that exercise all the way, from the initial ordinary people, breaking through the small steps of the first-grade qi refining stage. All the way to the first-grade qi refining perfection stage."

"However, after reaching the Consummation Stage 1 of Qi Refining, Yuan Shijie's realm fell into a long-term stagnation, and he never made any progress. To this day, he has stagnated in this realm for thirty years."

"In the past thirty years, the three words Yuan Shijie have gradually changed from a hope to a synonym for despair."

The original poster Xiao didn't understand what Alian was talking about hope and despair, because he still didn't understand the meaning and everything represented by "Ranked Stars".

On the fighting stage, Zhang Heng and everyone still stared blankly at the middle-aged Yuan Shijie in front of them.

Yuan Shijie, who was not scribbled, suddenly reached out and touched the messy hair on the top of his head, and then stared at Zhang Heng in front of him and said, "It doesn't matter who I am."

"As long as you know that everything in me, my incomparable vitality, and the unpredictable vitality light, are all brought by a practice technique, that's fine. And you just need to defeat me. After you, promise me one thing, that's enough."

Zhang Heng was taken aback when he heard it, and how he said he was implicated on him?