Although the disciples from the various factions below the platform were all eager to fight, no one stepped onto the platform for the time being.
No one knew the depth of Lin Yuan's abilities.
Lin Yuan looked at them and said, "Who's going first?"
At that moment, a disciple from Xishan Mountain's Wanshou Palace suddenly leaped onto the platform.
"Wanshou Palace disciple Wang Yuheng requests your guidance."
The newcomer had delicate features and was not particularly tall, but his arms seemed somewhat longer than those of ordinary people.
"Please."
Lin Yuan did not move. He merely gestured for the other man to attack.
Wang Yuheng assumed a stance. He stepped in the pattern of the Heavenly Stems, and in the blink of an eye, he closed in.
Then he raised both hands into palm shapes, palms tilted upward as though holding up a baby, and thrust them toward Lin Yuan's centerline.
Seeing this, a High Master seated before the hall stroked his beard and praised, "A fine Moon-Embracing Palm."
Both hands embraced the moon as though cradling a baby, the chest drawn in and back straight as if bound by rope. This move was one of the techniques of the Five Elements Bagua Hand.
As those two palms came at him, Lin Yuan did not dodge. He simply let Wang Yuheng strike him.
The onlookers could not help feeling puzzled.
"Could he be all show and no substance?"
But in the next second, everyone dismissed that thought.
Those heavy palms landed on Lin Yuan's shoulders, yet he did not move in the slightest.
Wang Yuheng's eyes filled with disbelief.
The force behind those two pushes was enough to knock a three- or four-hundred-pound man to the ground, yet Lin Yuan had not retreated even half a step. His body had