With strength, that was how confident he was. Who at the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm could take on a killing move from an Origin Martial Realm warrior?
He Lin sighed, his face miserable. "Although I am the son of the city lord, because my mother was born in a lowly position, I have to be respectful, humble, and tolerant. Now that my father is about to leave this world, when my brothers are killing each other, I will spare his life. "
"Who would have thought that they would go too far. He Yuanjun provoked again and again, and the other young masters just watched from the sidelines, hitting him when he was down. This is intolerable. So I have decided that I will fight for the position of city lord. Blindly retreating and tolerating will only lead to being bullied and manipulated by others. "He Lin clenched his fists, his eyes resolute.
Tang Ao smiled faintly and thought, "This kid has some potential. At least he is not a timid person."
Ah Da echoed, "My young master has no intention of fighting for the position of city lord. It is just that they have gone too far and are not giving him a way out. I hope that Young Master Tang can help my young master. Although I do not seek to win the position of city lord, I hope that I can lose with dignity. "
Uncle Ding and Ah Da bowed to Tang Ao together and said respectfully, "Young Master Tang, please help my young master."
Looking at the two begging before him, then looking at He Yi whose eyes were filled with anticipation and determination, Tang Ao agreed. "Hahaha! Since Young Master Lin has come personally, I, Tang Ao, have to give you face. I will represent the Seven Kills Sect to agree to your request. "
Firstly, Tang Ao valued He Lin's lowly background. Secondly, he wanted to complete the mission given to him by the sect, so he brought up the Seven Kills Sect.
The three of them were overjoyed. They bowed again, "Thank you, Young Master, for your help."
Tang Ao looked indifferent. "What do you mean losing with dignity? Who asked you to be the weakest? However, with this Young Master's assistance, the position of Waterpearl City's City Lord will definitely be yours. "Tang Ao was bursting with confidence.
He Lin was stunned when he heard that. He was baffled by Tang Ao's confidence. Even if Tang Ao had the support of the Seven Kills Sect, there were still descendants of the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect who could contend with him in the process of competing.
Uncle Ding and A 'Da were filled with disbelief. Although they had seen Tang Ao's extraordinary strength, he was so confident that he could obtain the position of city lord. It was as if recruiting Tang Ao was equivalent to obtaining the position.
"Wow! How arrogant! "
A contemptuous voice came from outside the door, and then the door was kicked open. He Yuanjun barged in with Zhou Ji and Huo Ping. A manservant was cowering at the side, looking innocently at Tang Ao and the others.
He Yuanjun raised her chin high and looked down at Tang Ao and the other three. "Just now, someone said who is the Castellan? Hmph, how arrogant. "
Tang Ao was depressed. He didn't want to look for him, but He Yuanjun came to him. Just as he was about to speak, He Lin stepped out. His thin body looked unusually tall at this moment.
"He Yuanjun, don't go too far!"
He Yuan Jun laughed out loud and pushed He Lin, forcing him to retreat. "Hahaha, you useless piece of trash. So what if I bully you?"
A 'Da and Uncle Ding hurried forward to support He Lin. They stared angrily at He Yuanjun and scolded, "He Yuanjun, you bully the weak and fear the strong."
He Yuanjun looked at He Lin with disdain. "Don't think that you can compete with me just because you recruited someone from the Seven Kills Sect. Let me tell you, you are trash, and you can only be trash for the rest of your life."
"Wow! Young master is so powerful. You pushed a trash so far away. You are so powerful. "Tang Ao mocked and ridiculed him.
"How dare you!" Zhou Ji was the first to step out. His performance on the Heaven and Earth Stage had caused his position in He Yuanjun's eyes to plummet. He desperately needed a chance to prove himself. "Brat, since you are a disciple of the Seven Kills Sect, kneel down and apologize to my young master, and I will let you live. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."
"Oh?" Tang Ao was feeling displeased in his heart. Why is it that I keep coming across such an opinionated fool? "I will give you a chance as well. Slap yourself twenty times, or else I will teach you how to be a proper person." Tang Ao's eyes carried a trace of ridicule and ridicule.
If Wang Lin saw this, he would be trembling and covered in cold sweat.
Zhou Ji shouted, "Brat, you are looking for death." He charged toward Tang Ao. His hand formed a sword and he slashed.
"Noisy!"
Tang Ao suddenly shouted. Before anyone could see his movements, Zhou Ji's body flew out of the door and landed in the lobby of the restaurant, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The people who were eating in the lobby were scared and ran out. They hid on both sides of the door and peeped. Why? It was so lively!
The shopkeeper and the waiters hid behind the counter, trembling, watching the show in front of them.
"You dare to hit me!" Zhou Ji got up and touched his swollen left cheek. He looked at Tang Ao, who was leisurely walking upstairs with a face full of resentment.
After He Lin and the others saw the result, they were speechless. Tang Ao was holding a shoe sole in his hand, and Zhou Ji's face had a clear shoe print. It was so red that it was almost purple.
How could this happen?
However, He Yuanjun and Huo Ping's faces were ugly. He Yuanjun was so angry that her body was trembling. She kept calling Zhou Ji trash.
Tang Ao patted the sole of his shoe on the railing as if he was flicking away some dust. "Hit you? So what if I hit you? Who told you to have such a dirty mouth? "
Zhou Ji was infuriated. He took out three Life Spirit Swords and thrust them towards Tang Ao.
Tang Ao looked helpless. "Someone's asking for a beating again. How despicable." As he spoke, he clenched his right fist. From his fist to his arm, a black sand substance seeped out, covering his arm like a handguard.
"Bang!"
Tang Ao suddenly exerted strength in his legs and rushed toward Zhou Ji.
"Is he crazy? No matter how strong he is, he can't take on Zhou Ji's Life Spirits with his bare hands. What's more, these are three Life Spirits that specialize in killing. "Ah Da and Ding Bo were dumbfounded. They shook their heads and sighed at Tang Ao's overestimation.
Even He Lin broke out in a cold sweat. He blamed Tang Ao for being too reckless.
"Reckless fool, how dare you take on Zhou Ji's Life Spirits!" Huo Ping sneered. He and He Yuanjun looked at Tang Ao mockingly, waiting for a good show to happen.
"Crack!"
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Tang Ao smashed Zhou Ji's three Life Spirits with one punch. With his Life Spirits damaged, Zhou Ji spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground.
The people who mocked Tang Ao looked as if they had been struck by lightning. They were dumbfounded, and their eyeballs were about to pop out. He Lin and the other two were once again deeply shocked by Tang Ao's strength.
At the eighth tier of the Body Refining Realm, he had taken on a Life Spirit that was at the pinnacle of the Body Refining Realm with his bare hands. He had even smashed his opponent's Life Spirit and sent him flying, spitting blood.
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