National Visualization: From Guo Shu Wang Chao to the Mythical Pangu
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Jie Jinyi pointed at the high platform in front of him and said,""The arena is over there. Only you can enter the arena. Now, whoever wanted to enter the ring, then go ahead.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure had already slipped onto the stage.

It was Zhan Yun.

He raised his head and said,"That kid called Fang Jian, come up." The rest of you, get lost."

Everyone glared at each other.

However, when they thought of the potential that this kid had just displayed, everyone immediately fell silent.

Those who could come here were all people with physical fitness standards.

Such a person had at least practiced martial arts for a few years and knew a lot of things.

If one were to say that before visualizing a god, everyone's physical fitness was actually not much different.

If they were to spar in the arena, they would only know who was better after fighting.

But now…

After Fang Jian and Zhan Yun went through the process of cleansing, there was a huge gap between them.

Although that kid was full of nonsense, it made people furious.

However, if they knew that they would be beaten down mercilessly on the stage, no one would be so stubborn as to go up and get beaten up.

Did he really think that being kicked off the arena was something fun?

That would be extremely embarrassing.

Therefore, as long as one had a little self-awareness, it was impossible for them to go on stage at this time.

However, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Jian.

This person had also undergone a thorough cleansing.

He was the only one who could fight Zhan Yun.

Fang Jian looked at the arrogant brat on the stage.

To be honest, Fang Jian did not want to have any conflict with him.

It was a very troublesome matter to clash with this kind of devilish brat who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Moreover, if there was a big family behind the devilish brat, it would be even more troublesome.

If he had not heard Xie Jinyi mention the prize for first place, Fang Jian might have turned around and left.

Instead of spending time fighting with such a devilish brat, it was better to practice a few more rounds of Xingyi Fist so that he could fuse with the gods as soon as possible.

However, he had the right to enter the Level 1 alternate dimension at any time and the right to be tax-free.

It was too important to him and his family.

It was so important that he couldn't give up on it no matter what.

Sigh, the First Elder of the Gods 'Palace was simply forcing him to go up on stage.

Fang Jian sighed in his heart. He straightened his chest and walked towards the arena.

Everyone's eyes lit up as they watched him walk up the stage step by step.

They all knew that an exciting battle between dragons and tigers was about to happen here.

As soon as Fang Jian walked onto the ring, Zhan Yun shouted,""Watch the fight."

He took a step forward and punched his chest.

"Sneak attack."

"Despicable."

Everyone below shouted and cursed.

However, the referee, Jie Jinyi, remained unmoved.

What sneak attack? What despicable?

When fighting with monsters, do you really need to care about fairness?

As expected of someone born in an aristocratic family. No matter how bad his temper was, he did not fall behind in this basic skill.

Since he was in the arena, he could make a move at any time.

If Fang Jian couldn't even handle this, then he deserved to lose.

However, just as Zhan Yun's fist was about to hit Fang Jian…

Fang Jian, who seemed to be caught off guard, suddenly turned sideways and nimbly dodged.

Zhan Yun didn't let him go and punched out again.

This punch was powerful and heavy, but Fang Jian did not dodge it this time. Instead, he met it head-on, and his fist met his.

After the punch, Zhan Yun couldn't help but take half a step back.

A trace of shame and anger flashed across his face.

He was one of the best among the descendants of the aristocratic families. How could he lose to an ordinary person?

His eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up and punched out.

"Pa…"

A sharp voice suddenly exploded in the air.

The expressions of everyone below changed slightly, and some of their mouths even squirmed gently.

Bright Force.

In Chinese martial arts, the most basic division of strength was the open force, hidden force, transformed force, and so on.

The so-called Bright Force was to train the entire body's strength and then concentrate it on one point. When the punch was thrown, it would cause the air to explode and the power would be shocking. It was also the so-called "a sound that could not be bought with a thousand gold".

Once the fist sound could be produced, it would reach the level of light force.

As for Bright Force, it was actually the limit that a grade-less god could reach.

All those who visualized a god, if the god they visualized was only a no-grade god.

If he cultivated to the end, he would at most be able to unleash the level of light energy.

However, to achieve this, they would need to work hard for the rest of their lives.

At this moment, Zhan Yun, who had just visualized a god.

After a round of cleansing, he actually managed to use Bright Force.

He had completed the path that a grade-less god would walk for the rest of his life.

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