Chapter 320
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Ruan Qingzhu's gaze turned and found Jiang He's figure in the mountains.
"Bastard! That trash, he's looking for death! "Jiang He was taking off his disguise as he cursed. Ding Feng tried her best to keep her distance from him. She wanted to pinch her nose, but in the end, she resisted and held her breath.
"I definitely won't let him go!" Jiang He said fiercely. He put on his Alkaid Sect's disguise again. He raised his arm to his nose and sniffed. The stench did not seem to have been completely eliminated.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and help me. "Jiang He glared at Ding Feng, who looked like she wanted to run away.
"Oh …" Ding Feng replied. She waved her hand and a wave of Qi flowed through Jiang He's body. The remaining stench was finally completely eliminated.
Jiang He let out a long breath. He felt like he had been reborn.
"Now, we can go back and take a look." He smiled proudly and walked in the direction of the rabbit enclosure. Not long after, he saw Lu Ping and Zi Mu walking out of the forest.
"Hehe." Jiang He laughed happily. Then, he composed himself and sorted out his emotions. He faced the two with a straight face.
"Hey!" He shouted at the two in a rough voice.
"Why did you destroy our rabbit enclosure?" In the end, he was answered by Lu Ping's questioning and direct gaze.
"What?" Jiang He pretended not to know. He was not surprised that Lu Ping and Zi Mu would guess it was him. But he did not expect Lu Ping to be so direct. That righteous tone and expression, how was that the slightest bit like a newcomer should have? How dare you use such an interrogative tone to talk to me without any conclusive evidence? "
Jiang He was furious, but he had to pretend to be innocent.
"Why did you destroy our rabbit enclosure?" Lu Ping repeated.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang He said angrily. His anger was very real.
"I said, why did you destroy our rabbit enclosure?" Lu Ping repeated word by word for the third time.
"There's a problem with the rabbits? Are you trying to push the blame onto me? "Jiang He laughed coldly.
"Brat, do I look like a pushover?" With a loud shout, Jiang He made his move.
He did not take Lu Ping and Zi Mu seriously at all. He did not intend to use violence to subdue the two of them. But Lu Ping looked straight into his eyes, and his tone was firm. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty. This made him feel extremely insulted. Unable to care too much, he attacked furiously, wanting to teach Lu Ping a lesson. At the end of the day, he did not care about Lu Ping and Zi Mu because of his strength. As a disciple of the seven peaks. Jiang He was not an ordinary person. Being able to link up the three physical forms of the North Style Academy, he can be considered as one of the most talented students in the academy.
As he punched out, the Spirit of Strength roared wildly.
Jiang He didn't use any special ability in this punch. All he did was release his Soul of Strength as a Grand Dominion realm cultivator. In his opinion, just the pressure from his Soul of Force was enough to make Lu Ping and Zi Mu tremble in fear.
Jiang He guessed half of it correctly.
Under such soul pressure, Zi Mu's body trembled. His legs were indeed weak. He really could not understand why Lu Ping, who had just displayed his attentiveness, would be so reckless in the blink of an eye. What kind of good result would he get from confronting Jiang He and questioning him so rashly?
Despite having such a mentality, he did not retreat or escape. Instead, he stood resolutely beside Lu Ping. His legs were weak, but he still had his hands. He reached out to hold onto the tree trunk at the side. Although it was a little unsightly, at least he was still standing.
Trash!
Zi Mu's actions made Jiang He look at him with disdain. He was too lazy to care about Zi Mu. That wasn't his main goal to begin with.
His target was Lu Ping. His fist was aimed at Lu Ping, and his Soul of Strength was also aimed at Lu Ping.
But Lu Ping did not move at all. Even his expression was calm as usual. Jiang He's bared fangs and brandished claws were like a light breeze to him.
Because he heard it very clearly. Although this Soul of Strength was strong, it did not use any techniques or transformations. It was just a flashy display of power. Lu Ping did not feel that this was a threatening attack.
But Jiang He did not think so. Zi Mu was so frightened that he had to hold onto the tree. What about Lu Ping? He looked like he was so frightened that he could not react at all.
Now you know how powerful it is!
Jiang He was pleased. But he did not intend to be lenient. His fist had already reached Lu Ping. At this moment, Lu Ping suddenly raised his hand.
He raised his hand quickly and accurately. Jiang He had just seen Lu Ping's movement. His wrist was already caught by Lu Ping. Just as his face revealed a look of surprise, Lu Ping's leg had already kicked out. It was a swift and accurate kick.
Jiang He flew out.
His fist was still in front of him. His Soul of Strength was still displaying its ferocity. But his body was already arched. His buttocks were stuck high up in the air. Whoosh. He flew past Ding Feng and fell into the bushes.
What happened?
Zi Mu was stunned. Ding Feng was stunned. Their eyes did not follow the change.
Zi Mu rubbed his eyes. He could not believe what had just happened. Ding Feng stared at Lu Ping in shock for a while. Then, she remembered to be concerned about Jiang He, who had fallen into the bushes.
Jiang He did not fall. He controlled his body in the air and landed steadily. However, he was still ashamed and resentful. He had expected Lu Ping to kneel down due to his fist strike, but in the end, Lu Ping didn't kneel down at all. Instead, Lu Ping sent him flying with a kick, and he had done it calmly.
He had already realized that Lu Ping was not simple. But how could he retreat? After all, he had not used his special ability. He had only casually displayed his Soul of Strength.
"Kid, if you have the guts …" Jiang He's words were filled with ruthlessness. But he could not continue.
Because Lu Ping had already walked towards him. He was far more proactive than he had imagined. There was no fear in his eyes. This caused Jiang He to involuntarily take a step back.
"You …" He wanted to finish what he had wanted to say, but he only managed to say one word. Lu Ping punched.
Similar to Jiang He's punch, Lu Ping's punch only released the power of a soul – the Soul of Cry.
But unlike Jiang He, releasing the Soul of Cry required Lu Ping to control it with great difficulty.
Jiang He did not dare to be careless. He quickly placed his arms in front of his chest. The Soul of Strength danced like a flame, forming a layer of protection around his arms.
Mountain Blocker!
This was a transformation-type skill that relied on the Penetrative realm Soul of Strength to protect Jiang He from countless attacks. But this time, Mountain Blocker was useless. The Soul of Cry that surged from Lu Ping's fist penetrated the defense of Mountain Blocker effortlessly.
Jiang He's expression changed. Lu Ping's punch did not have much impact. But Jiang He had already retreated like a madman, as though he was avoiding the plague.
He looked at his arms. The attack he had just received was something he had never experienced before.
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