"Xing Jue!" Elder Zhang's face was full of excitement as he looked at the young man who walked slowly into the house. He was very clear about Xing Jue's strength. Although a high-level warrior was nothing in the Xing family, in this small town, he was a top expert. Since Xing Jue had arrived, today's matter could be easily resolved.
"Damn, did you sneak attack me just now?" Little Tyrant asked in disbelief as he looked at the young man who walked into the house.
"Elder Zhang, are you okay?" However, towards little tyrant's question, Xing Jue completely ignored it. Instead, he walked straight to Old Zhang's side and asked in concern.
"Haha, it's good that you arrived in time. Otherwise, something bad would have happened." Seeing that Xing Jue was so concerned about him, a gratified smile appeared on old man Zhang's face. Then he looked at Little Tyrant behind Xing Jue meaningfully.
"Damn, I'm talking to you!" Seeing that Xing Jue was ignoring him, the little tyrant roared once again. Although his hand was heavily injured, when he looked at the youth in front of him, he simply could not believe that the one who injured him earlier was him.
"You shut up!" Xing Jue suddenly turned his head and shouted. A pair of murderous eyes looked at Little Tyrant.
"Uh … you … you … what do you want?" Looking at Xing Jue's gaze, Little Tyrant suddenly looked like a deflated ball. The domineering aura just now was nowhere to be seen, and he said with a face full of fear. Because, at this very moment, he felt something called "killing intent". The little tyrant had run amok in the town for many years, and he had met quite a few so-called experts. However, among those people, there was not a single one who could make him feel such fear like the youth in front of him.
"Uh!" Seeing that Little Tyrant, who ran amok on normal days, was now scared in front of a young man, the waiters in the tavern opened their mouths in an O-shape. The girl hiding behind Elder Zhang looked at Xing Jue with adoration.
"Lick the wine on the floor clean!" Xing Jue said coldly.
"What? You … "After hearing Xing Quan's words, little tyrant's face instantly turned the color of a purple eggplant. He was told to lick the wine on the floor clean. If this matter were to spread, how was he supposed to continue living in this town? Would he still be able to live?
"Whoosh!"
But before Little Tyrant could finish speaking, Xing Jue had already jumped in front of him. He was so fast that when Little Tyrant reacted, he saw a fist heavily on his left cheek.
"Pfft!" After being hit by Xing Jue's fist, Little Tyrant spat out a mouthful of blood and three of his front teeth.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!" Seeing the front teeth spat out, little tyrant was enraged. He was truly enraged. At this very moment, he made a decision. Even if he had to risk his life, he would kill Xing Quan. He furiously roared, and suddenly crawled up from the ground.
"Pfft!"
But the moment he stood up, he was hit by Xing Jue's Sea Kick. He flew out like an arrow that left the bow, knocking all the tables and chairs in the tavern away along the way. Finally, like a pile of mud, he landed on the wall. He stayed on the wall for a few seconds before slowly falling off. With a plop, he fell to the ground and fainted.
"Wow!" Seeing that Little Tyrant was knocked down by Xing Jue in two moves like a ball, not to mention the waiter, even the two subordinates of Little Tyrant were dumbfounded. This was too strong. No matter what, Little Tyrant was also an Intermediate Martial Artist, but he did not even have the ability to fight back in the hands of this young man. What kind of strength was this? Could he be the legendary "Martial Artist"?
After seeing that Little Tyrant had fainted, Xing Jue looked at the two strong men with a murderous look.
"Plop!"
"Little Master, we were wrong, we were wrong!" Seeing that Xing Jue was looking at them, the two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept begging. They kept kowtowing to Xing Jue.
"Get lost!" Seeing that they were behaving like idiots, Xing Jue could not be bothered to be like them. If the Little Tyrant had not wanted to attack Elder Zhang, Xing Jue would not have been so heavy-handed, so he said coldly.
After hearing Xing Jue's words, the two strong men hurriedly got up and ran out of the tavern with all their might.
"Wait, take that piece of trash away too!" Xing Jue suddenly said coldly.
"Yes, yes!" The strong men were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat. They thought that Xing Jue had changed his mind again. When they heard Xing Jue's words, they were relieved. Hence, they hurriedly turned around and helped Little Tyrant up before leaving in a hurry.
When the two strong men hurriedly helped Little Tyrant to leave, the tavern became unusually quiet. This was because just now, this young man had definitely made them feel a murderous aura, and this murderous aura made them a little afraid of this young man in front of them.
"Hehe, Elder Zhang, shouldn't it be time to eat? I'm so hungry!" When everyone looked at Xing Jue's back for a long time in silence, Xing Jue suddenly turned around and said to Elder Zhang with a smile. The bright smile on his face made everyone let go of the fear in their hearts. This was a completely different person from before.
"Haha, alright, let's eat, let's eat!" Elder Zhang said with a smile. Hence, everyone gathered together and had a sumptuous dinner. While eating, Elder Zhang also introduced Xing Jue to everyone. When they heard that Xing Jue came from the Xing family and was once the focus of the Xing family's training, not only the young girl named Xiao Hong, but also the waiters in the tavern looked at Xing Jue with admiration.
After dinner, Xing Jue said to Elder Zhang while picking at the shredded meat between his teeth, "Elder Zhang, I want to cultivate in peace on the mountain for a while!"
"Cultivate?" When he heard this word, Elder Zhang looked at Xing Jue in surprise. Now that Xing Jue was already a high-level warrior, even if he cultivated, he would not make any progress, unless … However, if Xing Jue had a Sea of Qi in his body, he would not have been sent here.
"That's right, cultivate!" Looking at Elder Zhang's surprised expression, Xing Jue said with a smile.
However, after a moment of silence, Elder Zhang said slowly, "Alright, from today onwards, the back of the mountain will be locked down. No one will disturb you, just focus on cultivating!" After all, Elder Zhang had watched Xing Jue grow up. No matter what Xing Jue wanted to do, as long as he could help, Elder Zhang would help.
"Hehe, this is a communication talisman. If anyone comes to cause trouble, use it to inform me. I will go down the mountain as soon as possible to help!" As he spoke, Xing Jue took out a triangular transparent card from his bosom. There was a special talisman engraved on the card, which was specially used for communication.
"En!" Elder Zhang also took the communication talisman and replied with a smile.
After that, Xing Jue directly returned to the mountain. After returning to the mountain, it was already late at night. However, Xing Jue did not immediately rest. Instead, he took out the martial skill book called "Devouring Wind Palm" left behind by the mysterious old man and began to cultivate according to the method in the book. Xing Jue's goal was very clear, which was to become a high-level Martial Master within a year. Then, he would leave this place and go out to wander.
However, this goal was so difficult, so Xing Jue could not relax at all. At this moment, his desire to become stronger was very strong. Only by becoming stronger could he obtain respect. Only by becoming stronger could he protect the people important to him. However, Xing Jue's desire to become stronger was limitless, because he wanted to be the strongest person on this continent. However, this so-called strongest was a slightly vague concept for the current Xing Jue.
After all, there were many strong people on this continent, so the only thing Xing Jue could do was to train hard. Only by putting in effort would there be rewards. Even though he had talent that far surpassed ordinary people, Xing Jue had always believed in this principle. It had been like this for the past 15 years, and it was still like this now.
Thus, on the night of this world, a 15-year-old young man began to train hard under the night sky filled with stars.
However, this kind of hard training took Xing Jue a whole year.
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