In the middle-aged man''s hand, what he held tightly was a long yellowish stick, which was nine feet eight inches long, a section higher than his whole person. But just looking at the smell of the long staff, it''s just a yellow level middle grade yuan soldier. There''s nothing special.

    But the middle-aged talent with a long stick just came on the stage. Zhang Heng, who was unable to lift his spirit, seemed to be stabbed by a silver needle, and suddenly his eyes burst into bright brilliance.

    As soon as this man came on the stage, he gave Zhang Heng a very special feeling. This feeling can''t say what it is, but Zhang Heng understood that this middle-aged man is strong enough to be his opponent.

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

    The two people looked at each other, both of them looked at each other curiously, and at the same time, they looked at each other''s details and special places very carefully.

    At the same time, no one spoke.

    They seemed to have paid all their attention to observing each other. Even the red tape of meeting and greeting was forgotten by the two of them.

    Zhang Heng stared at the other party. He found that the vitality of the other party was very concise. The vitality of the other party was even stronger than Zhang Heng.

    This is the first time Zhang Heng has seen in such a long time that in the same grade, someone''s vitality is more concise than himself.

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

    "My vitality is highly condensed, so you''re surprised how I did it?"

    While talking, the middle-aged man''s empty left hand suddenly trembled, and a fist size, like a crystal ball carved from transparent crystal, appeared in his palm.

    Then the middle-aged man clenched the ball in his left hand and trembled again. The original ball turned into an elegant white crane flapping its wings to fly, lifelike and picking its white feathers.

    As soon as the middle-aged man''s arm vibrated, the elegant white crane suddenly gave a clear crane cry, and then a pair of wings suddenly shook, flew away from the palm of the middle-aged man''s hands and began to fly into the air, circling in front of the middle-aged man.

    Then the middle-aged man suddenly breathed out a breath at the lifelike white crane. Suddenly, it seemed that the white crane had life and flesh. At this moment, the original body suddenly began to fade, and finally directly turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared in front of Zhang Heng and the people.

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

    The white crane in his hand is indeed condensed from a group of pure and incomparable vitality awn, but Zhang Heng has never seen or heard of it. That person''s vitality awn can be as lifelike as having life without the support of secret arts after leaving the human body.

    This is simply turning corruption into magic!

    On the semi ring square, everyone present could not help but look surprised and curious.

    When the middle-aged man saw the curiosity in the eyes of the people and Zhang Heng, the divine emotion on his face remained unchanged. It was obvious that he had expected the performance of the people. 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 naturally know what it is. And maybe you can do it yourself in the future."

    Zhang Heng was confused. He was curious about what was in front of him. The other party didn''t tell himself. Instead, he asked himself to promise him something for no reason. If it was another person, Zhang Heng didn''t bother to pay attention to the other party. He only saw a shot of the overlord gun sweep out and beat the other party down directly.

    But the middle-aged man in front of him was unfortunate, because Zhang Heng knew that even if he hit with all his strength, the other party would not be easily beaten by him.

    Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn''t help a bitter smile from the corners of his mouth.

    Just then, the middle-aged man said again, "but I can tell you my name."

    When middle-aged people say this sentence, they naturally have a faint arrogant spirit overlooking all sentient beings. Maybe he didn''t want to be arrogant, but he couldn''t help showing this unique momentum.

    As if the middle-aged man''s name itself is a name worthy of his pride and admiration by all present.

    "My name is yuan Shijie. Have you heard of this name?" the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng felt familiar after hearing each other''s name. He should have seen this name somewhere, but he couldn''t remember it at all.

    Finally, Zhang Heng shook his head helplessly.

    Around the semi ring square, the young girls present have also discussed it.

    "Who is this middle-aged man dressed like a beggar in the surrender city? Why haven''t I heard his name?"

    "Is yuan Shijie a powerful name? Is he a senior official and general of Anxi governor''s house?"

    "Or the helmsman of the brave aristocratic family of high gate and big valve in Anxi?"

    "In Anxi, there seems to be no brave aristocratic family surnamed yuan, second rate or above?"

    "Then who is this man? Can''t someone be a wolf with a big tail?"

    ……

    Listening to the debate under the stage, the young girls talked one after another. The middle-aged man had a look of expectation. At this time, he gradually dimmed down and recovered his previous wooden expressionless.

    Only the experts on the side of the girls for many years under the high stage were still thinking. Some middle-aged people who were also in grade murmured: "my surname is yuan and my name is yuan Shijie... This name... This name..."

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

    The ninth floor of the natural selection building is in Xiao''s study.

    Xiao Louzhu and a Lian are also pondering the name repeatedly, but they seem to be unable to remember the owner of the name, who is sacred in the end.

    They couldn''t understand what an unexpected secret would be hidden in the name of a man in his forties who was still stuck in the realm of gas refining and didn''t make a breakthrough.

    But when thinking of these, ah Lian, who was originally at a loss and had no solution, suddenly flashed a fine awn in her eyes. She seemed to think of something suddenly: "wait, the vitality in the human body is incomparably pure, which has almost reached the point of terror, and the vitality awn has all kinds of wonderful uses."

    "This is by no means what he can do with his extraordinary talent. Otherwise, he will never stagnate and stay in the realm of refining Qi."

    "If I am not gifted and physically abnormal, the only explanation is that the skill yuan Shijie practiced is different."

    Speaking of this, ah Lian suddenly took a deep breath, then turned her head and stared at the image. The untidy middle-aged yuan Shijie said with excitement: "I know him, I know who he is."

    Landlord Xiao immediately looked at his right arm, sister a Lian.

    Ah Lian didn''t refuse. She already knew that her landlord Xiao was impatient. If she dared to hang each other''s appetite again, I''m afraid the other party would look good to herself.

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

    "Thirty years ago, he was still a teenager, just like Zhang Heng now. He also became a freshman of Anxi brave college because of his strong forging strength. Moreover, he was the first of all freshmen, whether they were admitted without examination, psychological or other freshmen."

    "In the freshman trial, he lived up to expectations and became the first in the freshman trial. Later, he and many freshmen who were exempted from the examination chose the skill..."

    Hearing this, landlord Xiao couldn''t help interrupting ah Lian''s words: "what kind of skill is it?"

    Ah Lian took a funny look at the scheming landlord Xiao in front of her, and then spit out four words: "fragments of random stars."

    Hearing these four words, the satisfied landlord Xiao then asked, "then, then, then, what happened?"

    Ah Lian looked at Xiao landlord with a bitter smile: "then, there is almost no then."

    "As far as I know, most of the people who practiced that skill died unnaturally. The rest were not Dantian, crippled and unable to practice, or God''s consciousness was confused, God''s soul was hurt and became crazy."

    "Yuan Shijie was the only one who practiced that skill all the way. The first ordinary people broke through the small steps of the realm of one product of Qi refining and reached the realm of one product of Qi refining."

    "However, after reaching the perfect state of refining gas, Yuan Shijie''s state has fallen into a long stagnation and has not made any progress. Up to now, he has stagnated in this state for 30 years."

    "Over the past 30 years, Yuan Shijie''s three words have gradually changed from hope to despair."

    Lord Xiao doesn''t understand what ah Lian means by hope and despair, because he doesn''t understand the meaning and everything represented in the fragmented script of random stars.

    On the battle platform, Zhang Heng and others still stared at the middle-aged yuan Shijie in front of them.

    The slovenly yuan Shijie suddenly reached out and touched his messy hair on his head. Then he looked at Zhang Heng in front of him and said, "it doesn''t matter who I am."

    "As long as you know that everything about me, my pure vitality and the unpredictable vitality are brought by a skill, that''s all. Just promise me one thing after I defeat you."

    Zhang Heng was stunned when he heard it. How did he say that he was involved in himself?