Chapter 941
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Fengjiu walked down the stairs and glanced outside. When he saw that there were many people gathered outside the inn, he ignored them. Instead, he found a nearby table and sat down. He poured himself a cup of water and drank it.
Because there were too many people gathered outside, she could not see the situation. She could only faintly hear the sounds of fists landing, the clapping and cheering of the crowd, and Duan Ye's curses.
She heard that the curses were full of energy, so she was not worried that he would be at a disadvantage. After the waiter served the snacks, she picked up her chopsticks and began eating. Little Tun Yun obediently lay on a chair at the side and did not run around.
"Sir, this is your porridge. There are also two side dishes to go with it." The innkeeper personally served Fengjiu the food while carefully observing his expression. However, he saw that he was not anxious at all. It was as if he did not know the youth who was fighting outside.
When he saw this, he could only retreat and no longer speak.
"Ah! My eyes! "
A blood-curdling scream came from outside. The onlookers only saw the purple-clothed youth throw a punch at the little tyrant's eyes, causing him to scream endlessly. When he let go, one of his eyes quickly turned black and blue, and even that side of his face swelled up.
"Hmph! You dare to provoke me? You're blind! Since you're blind, I'll teach you a good lesson! I'll let you know who you can't afford to provoke! "
Duan Ye coldly snorted, and once again rushed forward, lifting his leg to kick that man. Unexpectedly, his kicking leg was grabbed by someone and turned, his entire body turned along with it, and he only felt a wave of force attacking him, and was forcefully pushed out.
The purple-robed figure somersaulted in the air and landed on the ground. However, he could not stabilize himself and took a few steps back before he could stabilize himself. His expression was cold as he stared at the person who had come and said sternly, "Who are you! You want to stand up for him? "
"Sir, you should know when to stop. If you cross the line again, I won't be polite!" The person who came was a middle-aged man with the strength of a Gold Core. He only glanced at Duan Ye before warning him.
It was very obvious that he had seen through Duan Ye's strength at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. However, even with the strength at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, he would not be able to withstand a single blow from a Golden Core cultivator. Thus, he had issued a warning. After all, using the cultivation of a Golden Core cultivator to deal with a Foundation Establishment cultivator was too humiliating for his status.
"You're welcome? Hahaha, if you don't scram, then don't blame me for being impolite! " Duan Ye raised his head and roared with laughter. But his sharp eyes were like those of a little beast, bloodthirsty, icy cold, and surging with battle intent. Obviously, he was utterly unafraid that his opponent was a Golden Core Realm cultivator.
"Is this guy crazy? That middle-aged man is little tyrant's uncle, an Azoth practitioner. He even dares to provoke him? "
"Maybe this young man came from some aristocratic family? Otherwise, where would the courage and guts come from? "
"But I don't see anyone protecting him. Moreover, even if he really is from a noble family, so what? If he were to be killed here, then he would be nothing. "
"That's right. Last month, little tyrant killed someone, but no one dared to say anything to them. Even the city lord turned a blind eye to it. This purple-robed young man looks like he came from outside and doesn't know little tyrant's reputation."
"However, his strength is above little tyrant's. He was actually able to beat little tyrant to the point of crying for his father and mother. This is truly satisfying."
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