Chapter 47
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Chu Yang naturally knew that Zhang Hao's uncle's family wasn't very harmonious. Although Zhang Hao's uncle, Li Jiaxing, was the first to make a name for himself and established a decent business, Li Jiaxing still had three younger brothers who were all ambitious.
However, if Li Jiaxing didn't have contact with Chu Yunlong, Li Jiaxing's three younger brothers wouldn't have the backing of the Zhao Family and the ability to go against Li Jiaxing.
"It's related to the Zhao Family, right? Then let's go!"
Chu Yang couldn't ignore this and understood that Li Jiaxing was on his side.
"Alright, I knew this trip wouldn't be in vain!" Zhang Hao laughed. As long as Chu Yang agreed, he would be relieved. Now, he only had respect for Chu Yang. Especially after last night, he was extremely shocked. He felt that Chu Yang had the ability to fight against a Qi Soul Realm opponent.
As the two of them chatted and laughed, they arrived at the Li Family's Escort Agency. In the Li Family's Escort Agency, there were already dozens of martial artists standing in groups of three to five, each of them talking. These were the experts that the Li Family's Escort Agency had invited this time.
"Oh, isn't this Zhang Hao?" Suddenly, among the dozens of martial artists, a young man in luxurious clothes walked over.
Zhang Hao's expression was slightly ugly as he explained to Chu Yang in a low voice. This was his third cousin brother, the eldest son of his second uncle, Li Jiarong. His name was Li Yongfu, and he had always been at odds with him.
"Tsk tsk, don't tell me that the one beside you is a martial artist that you found? He hasn't even shed his hair yet. Haven't he weaned yet?" Li Yongfu laughed unscrupulously.
"Hahahaha!" Li Yongfu's words made the martial artists burst into laughter.
"You guys have eyes but can't see. This is the champion of our Coiling Dragon Martial Arts Academy's Grand Competition this time!" Zhang Hao's face was flushed red as he shouted in anger.
"Hahaha, I have heard of the Coiling Dragon Martial Arts Academy's Grand Competition. The champion is just the champion of the inner sect disciples. They are just a bunch of inexperienced kids. Have you seen blood? I can beat five of them by myself! "A thirty-year-old martial artist said with a laugh.
The rest of the martial artists had a look of approval as well. The Coiling Dragon Martial Institution might have an illustrious reputation in the Coiling Dragon Town, but compared to these lone martial artists who had traversed the North and South, this Coiling Dragon Fate disciple was merely a flower in a greenhouse.
Each of these warriors was at least at the 6th level of the Primitive Martial Realm. Among them, there was even a warrior at the early 8th level of the Primitive Martial Realm. Their auras were intrepid. They had all seen blood and killed people before.
Suddenly, Chu Yang moved. His figure flickered like a furious Vajra and instantly appeared in front of that arrogant big man, sending a palm strike towards him.
"Bang!" That martial artist was solidly slapped and several of his teeth were broken. His body was like a kite with a broken string as he flew out and fiercely crashed into the wall. Dense fine lines like a spider web appeared on the wall as he rolled down. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"I will set a rule for you. You can voice your opinions but you have to be careful of your cynicism and ridicule, especially in front of me." Chu Yang was expressionless. He wanted to establish his prestige and support Zhang Hao.
Silence!
The hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
A martial artist at the peak of the 6th level of the Primitive Martial Realm was actually slapped by Chu Yang to the point where it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Many of the martial artists were stunned. Then, a few of them suddenly became angry.
"He actually dared to hit someone. Don't think that we won't dare to kill you because you are from the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution!"
"Cripple him!"
"Break all the bones in his body!"
A few of the martial artists were angry. They instantly attacked and rushed towards Chu Yang. Each of them was at the peak of the 6th level of the Primitive Martial Realm. Some of them were even at the 7th level of the Primitive Martial Realm.
It was just right. One against a group. One against a group. One against a group. One against a group. One against a group. One against a group. He had experienced this feeling once in the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range. It was very good! He didn't mind doing it again and trampling this group of people under his feet.
"Bang!" A martial artist was slapped by Chu Yang and screamed miserably as he fell out of the window.
"Bang!" Another martial artist was kicked by Chu Yang and fiercely crashed into a pillar.
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