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The gap between him and Yang Sheng was several times greater!

And Yang Qing had already thought about it from the time he had opened his mouth to set up a life and death contract battle, he would be facing not only the strongest young generation of the three houses, Yang Sheng, but also a strong martial artist like the third elder!

Strong martial masters, even if Third Elder Yang Chao was only a weakling among martial masters, this was still a martial master, their strength was no longer measured by leopard power, but tiger power!

Tiger power, even just one tiger power exceeded the limit of a senior martial artist, one tiger power was roughly equivalent to ten million leopard power, but senior martial artists normally couldn't break through ten million leopard power.

These were completely two power levels, there was no comparison!

If there was a gulf in strength between the current Yang Qing and Yang Sheng, a middle ranked martial artist, then the barrier between him and the strong Martial Artist Third Elder was a heavenly barrier!

In just a few days, even if his talent was terrifying, at most he could reach the Intermediate Martial Realm, with his strength soaring, he might have a chance of winning against Yang Sheng, but he had no chance of winning against the three elders.

So Yang Qing had a strong sense of urgency, he had to come out to train, not only to train his battle experience, but also to improve as fast as possible.

Apart from acquiring resources, he also wanted to see if talents could be recovered from the demon beasts.

If possible, he wanted to settle the conflict with the Third Room once and for all at the clan meeting!

Of course, it was difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, it had to be done, and Yang Qing could not sleep or eat until the problem of the third room was solved.

Meanwhile, inside the barracks, in the largest tent, an elegant middle-aged man sat at the head, and in front of him, there was a stone tablet.

This stone tablet was covered with moss marks, so it was an object from a long time ago.

This person was He Su Dao, a strong Martial Ancestor, who was guarding the sea outside Linhai City.

His thoughts were all on this stone tablet at the moment.

Next to him, the guard who had just come in to inform him was waiting respectfully, not daring to make a sound to disturb him.

Every day, He Su Dao would spend a great deal of time examining this object.

He Su Dao spent a great deal of time examining this object, which he had obtained by chance many years ago when he was guarding the sea, from the depths of the sea.

This stone tablet was unbreakable, even his Martial Ancestor's strength couldn't destroy it.

And according to his estimation, it was at least from the Ancient Gods and Demons Era.

But after so many years, he was unable to see anything from this stone tablet.

After a long time, He Su Dao withdrew his gaze and sighed, "Go ahead!"

"Reporting to the Great General, the young marquis of the town's government requests an audience!"

It was only when he heard this that the guard martial artist reported immediately.

"Oh, Little Marquis? Yang Qing?"

Hearing this, He Su Dao's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

He had also just received the news that the Yang Family would be holding a clan meeting in ten days' time, and the younger generation would be competing.

This was supposed to be a common thing, every year the Yang family would hold a clan meeting for the younger generation to spar, it was also a show of arms to the other families, to the City Lord's Mansion, and even to his military warriors to show that the Yang family was still strong and to make them give up the idea of fighting the Yang family.

But this time was different, and the reason was this young marquis Yang Qing.

The former Yang Qing was the joke of Linhai City.

Empty with the identity of a marquis, but without strength, not even a martial artist.

One must know that Yang Qing's father, Yang Hai, was a strong Martial Ancestor at a young age, and his strength was not beneath He Foot Dao, the Zhenhai Grand General.

Even if Yang Hai hadn't disappeared, this Zhenhai Grand General should have been his!

Yang Qing's grandfather, the Duke of Zhen Guo, was even a top powerhouse in Tian Zhao, a great master and an existence that suppressed the fate of the country.

But when it came to Yang Qing's generation, his talent was mediocre, and he was still unable to break through despite the accumulation of a lot of resources.

But now, Yang Qing was famous once again.

He had made a breakthrough, becoming a martial artist, and was going to fight to the death against the Yang Family's Three Houses in ten days' time.

The Yang family's third house, the strongest young genius, Yang Sheng, was a mid-ranked martial artist, and not just any mid-ranked martial artist, but a strong mid-ranked martial artist.

Some people even speculated that Yang Sheng had been in seclusion for many days, and the clan would be out of the gate in ten days, so I'm afraid that it wasn't as simple as just a mid-ranked martial artist.

Therefore, upon hearing that it was Yang Qing who was paying a visit, a playful smile spread over the corner of He Su Dao's mouth!

"Quick please...wait!"

Ho Suk Do just said he'd let Yang Qing in, but then he changed his mind and stood up and clapped his hands!

In the next second, a figure appeared in the tent.

It was a young man, no more than about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Great General!"

The young man cupped his fist in respect!

"The Young Marquis of the Yang family has come to pay a visit, you receive him, I'll come later!"

He Footpath smiled playfully, then disappeared in a flash!

Chapter 12 - Zhongwu Testing, 4,000 Battle Power

Chapter 12 - Zhongwu Testing, 4,000 Battle Power

This young man was also a military martial artist, but his identity wasn't simple, he was the personal disciple of Zhenhai Grand General He Foot Dao.

Zhao Delong, an early intermediate martial artist, with a strength close to 4,000 leopard strength, was a rare genius and strong man of the young generation of the army.

He was He Foot Dao's disciple, so naturally he was very familiar with He Foot Dao's routines.

At this moment, He Foot Dao left and asked him to receive the visitor, Little Marquis Yang Qing, and he instantly understood.

Great General He Foot Dao, this was to test Yang Qing?

Where did a guy who had just recently broken through as a martial artist have the confidence to have a life-and-death date with a mid-level martial artist?

The Yang family's internal matters were not known to the outside world.

But no one would think that Yang Qing was a fool for daring to set a life-and-death appointment, at least to be somewhat sure!

Zhao Delong frowned and waved his hand at the guard, "Go on, let him in!"

Not long after, Yang Qing entered the barracks and came straight to the tent.

This was the first time he had entered the military camp of the Tian Zhao Kingdom.

Unlike what he had imagined, there was no formation training, no shouting of slogans, and even the inside of the barracks was quiet, with very few other people seen walking around except for the military martial artists on patrol.

But come to think of it, these were not ordinary soldiers, but military martial artists, everyone was a martial artist.

Martial artists, of course, also cultivate heavily.

This was even more so with these military martial artists, where strength was paramount and ability was secondary.

Therefore, they were either out fighting at sea, or they were in cultivation.

Soon, Yang Qing arrived at the entrance of the tent, but just as he was about to enter, a figure suddenly came straight at him.

"How dare you trespass into the middle army's tent!"

Boom!

As the voice came out, the fist came right up to the plate!

Yang Qing's eyebrows furrowed as he also punched out!

BOOM!

A loud sound was heard, and the tent curtain was swept straight away by the air waves!

The two people who collided with each other, Yang Qing's body slightly shook and took a step back.

When he was opposite, Zhao Delong, however, flew backwards and retreated directly into the account before being able to stop, he looked at Yang Qing with a surprised face.

He had just suppressed his strength and had only used about a thousand leopards.

But the result was shocking to him.

One thousand leopard strength, this was the limit of a junior martial artist.

The strength of Yang Qing's displayed Qi and blood was just at this realm.

But it was obvious that Yang Qing's strength far exceeded the limit of a junior martial artist.

A casual punch just now had at least 2,000 leopard strength, which had blown away even a mid-level martial artist like him.

Of course, this was not his full strength, he had only exerted the power of a junior martial artist's limit.

Yang Qing was a junior marquis no matter what, of course he didn't dare to kill, even using 1,000 leopard power was thinking of immediately stopping in case the situation wasn't right.

As a result, it was beyond his expectation, Yang Qing was a bit outrageously strong.

Zhao Delong's eyes were heavy, and at this moment, the gaze towards Yang Qing became different: "No wonder, you dare to challenge a middle grade martial artist! Again!"

Zhao Delong's victorious heart came and he rushed towards Yang Qing once again.

Knowing that Yang Qing was not simple, he no longer underestimated and directly used his full strength, 4,000 Leopard Power!

Yang Qing's eyebrows furrowed fiercely, but he was not willing to show weakness, fiercely punching out.

The Nine Overlapping Fists were displayed, and it still looked like an ordinary punch, but its power skyrocketed!

Boom!

This clash is a draw, and they each stand back a step back!

Zhao Delong once again looked at Yang Qing in surprise, "Four thousand leopard strength? How did you do that?"

A junior martial artist's limit was 1,000 leopard power, which could rarely be reached, and with the addition of battle skills, reaching 2,000 leopard power was already terrifying, but now that he had used 4,000 leopard power, Yang Qing was almost as good as him?

That's just sick, isn't it?

But Yang Qing snorted coldly, "Who are you? Where is General Ho?"

Then, Zhao Delong rushed up again, and not only did he go all out, but he used his battle skills, "Let's see if you can take my full punch or not!"

He was also curious as to where Yang Qing's limits were, a guy who dared to make a life and death appointment with a middle grade martial artist.

Yang Qing's eyebrows furrowed fiercely, four thousand leopard strength was already his limit, but at the moment he had to continue to meet it.

Boom!

But just as the two were about to collide, a figure crossed in the center, directly next to their fists!

"Stop it!"

Great General He Su Dao shouted violently.

Yang Qing's eyes flickered fiercely and he felt a terrifying pressure sweeping over him.

This was a strong Martial Ancestor, and just the momentum alone was overwhelming!

"Little Marquis forgive me, this disciple of mine doesn't know Marquis and rushed you!"

Intimidated, He Su Dao only spoke politely at this point.

Yang Qing's eyes were cold, but he also waved his hand, "There's no need for the Great General to say such useless things, there's only one thing that the boy has come to visit this time!"

"Hahaha, young marquis just ask, as long as I can do it old man will not refuse!"

Having been dismantled by Yang Qing, He Su Dao didn't mind and opened his mouth with a cheerful smile.

He Foot Dao said this with his mouth, but his heart was also muttering.

Previously, he had his disciple Zhao Delong test Yang Qing, but this test, he himself was frightened.

The entire time the two of them were fighting, he could see it in his eyes.

At first, Zhao Delong suppressed his strength and used the Primary Martial Artist Limit Power, resulting in being blown away by a punch.

Then, Zhao Delong exploded with his full strength, nearly 4,000 leopard strength, and actually only drew even with Yang Qing.

The last time, instead of colliding, they were stopped by him.

The reason was that he could see that Yang Qing couldn't take Zhao Delong's full strength blow!

But it's horrible, okay?