Zhang Bin
"What?! The strongest person in the City Lord's Mansion has advanced to the Yin-Yang Realm? "
"It should be true. The Zhang Family's Old Ancestor has advanced to the Yin-Yang Realm a long time ago. His words can't be false."
"There's another Yin-Yang Realm martial artist in Ivory City!"
"This is a big deal for the City Lord's Mansion. They need to invite experts from all over."
"Invite experts from all over? I'm afraid Hou Qingchen won't live past today. "
"Won't live past today? That's impossible. Who can kill Hou Qingchen who is in the Yin-Yang Realm? "
"The Zhang Family's Old Ancestor, Zhang Bin!"
In this world, there had always been more people watching the show.
When Ning Yue killed Wang Er, many martial artists surrounded him.
Their purpose was simple. They wanted to watch the show!
"Zhang Bin, you despicable bastard. If it weren't for you, I would have advanced to the Yin-Yang Realm a year ago!" Hou Qingchen's face instantly darkened when he heard the words of the Zhang Clan's ancestor, Zhang Bin, and he said in a cold voice, "Let me ask you, were Zhang Ze's actions instructed by you!?"
Zhang Bin's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.
Zhang Ze had followed Gui Er to the City Lord's Mansion under his instruction.
Although Hou Qingchen wasn't in his peak condition, he was still standing here. Could it be that … Gui Er failed and Zhang Ze was killed?
Thinking of this, Zhang Bin's face became completely gloomy.
He said coldly, "Hou Qingchen, I don't know what you're talking about. Today, you trespassed into the Zhang Family. I must teach you a lesson."
Swoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Bin rose from the ground. His body turned into an afterimage and appeared beside Hou Qingchen in a flash.
Immediately after, his fist brought along an extremely violent Origin Qi and fiercely smashed towards Hou Qingchen's head.
This punch was so powerful that if Hou Qingchen was unlucky enough to be hit, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.
"Damn it!"
At the critical moment, Hou Qingchen cursed inwardly. The Essence Qi in his Sea of Consciousness wrapped around his wrist, and with a backhand punch, it collided with Zhang Bin's fist.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang in the area when the two fists collided.
Hou Qingchen only felt a sweetness in his throat. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. His originally weak aura became even weaker!
"Zhang Bin, you've actually reached the peak of early Yin-Yang realm!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Hou Qingchen said in a low voice, "You were only at the initial stage of Yin-Yang realm a month ago. It's basically impossible for you to advance to the pinnacle of the initial stage of Yin-Yang realm in a month!"
"Haha, Hou Qingchen, who said that it's impossible for me to advance to the peak of early Yin-Yang Realm in a month?" With a smile, Zhang Bin said, "Let's not talk about Yin-Yang Initial Stage. Let me put it this way. I'll be able to advance to Yin-Yang Middle Stage in a week!"
Hua!
Zhang Bin's words caused an uproar in the surroundings.
Middle Yin-Yang Realm?
In Ivory City, an early-stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist was already very powerful. They had never seen a middle-stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist.
"Humph! Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? "
Before Hou Qingchen could speak, Ning Yue snorted, "You have a hidden illness in your body. If you don't get rid of it, you can forget about advancing to the middle stage of Yin-Yang Realm in your lifetime."
"Hidden illness?"
"What kind of illness does Zhang Bin have?"
"I don't know. Who is this young man? How did he know that Zhang Bin has a hidden illness?"
"He's Ning Yue! The core disciple of the Sacred Institute of Danwu College! "
Ivory City was a big city with a relatively fast population flow.
It was not surprising that someone knew Ning Yue.
"The core disciple of Danwu College!"
"I heard that the Zhang family also has a genius who entered Danwu College. I think his name is Zhang Tianwen."
"Your information is too outdated. Zhang Tianwen is from the Zhang family in the capital. He has nothing to do with the Zhang family in Ivory City."
"I see."
The surrounding martial artists' discussion made Zhang Bin's face a little ugly.
As a dignified early-stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist, he was actually said by Ning Yue to have a hidden illness?
This was really intolerable! Uncle couldn't stand it either! Even his uncle couldn't stand it!
"Ning Yue, don't think that just because you are a core disciple of the Sacred Institute of Danwu College, I dare not do anything to you." Zhang Bin had never put Ning Yue in his eyes. From the first time he saw Ning Yue until now.
"Every full moon night, you will feel a pain in your abdomen."
Ignoring Zhang Bin's threat, Ning Yue continued, "It used to be once a month. But since last month, the pain in your abdomen has become more and more serious, even once a week."
"Recently, the pain in your abdomen will occur once a day."
"You! A mouthful of nonsense! "Zhang Bin's eyes flickered as he said coldly.
"Hehe, I know how to remove your hidden illness." Ning Yue laughed.
"Humph! A mere Middle-stage True Martial Realm martial artist wants to judge my illness? "Zhang Bin said coldly," Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? "
"Forget it. Today, you broke into the Zhang family first. Even if I kill you, Danwu College will not say anything."
As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Bin instantly rushed out.
Since he had advanced to the early-stage Yin-Yang Realm, Zhang Bin's speed was very fast.
He was so fast that no one could see his figure except for Ning Yue and Hou Qingchen.
Hou Qingchen could see Zhang Bin's figure because he was also a Yin-Yang Realm martial artist. Naturally, he could see it, but it was a little blurry.
And Ning Yue could see it because of the strength of his fifth-grade Middle-stage Soul Power!
"Solitaire!"
Facing Zhang Bin, who was constantly approaching him, Ning Yue's pupils shrank and his body quickly retreated.
In the process of retreating, Ning Yue did not know when the Red Demon Sword appeared in his hand and he quickly waved it.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
With a low shout from Ning Yue's mouth, three consecutive sword waves appeared in the air and floated in front of Ning Yue.
As soon as the Solitaire was formed, Zhang Bin arrived at Ning Yue's side.
The next moment, under the exclamation of the crowd, Zhang Bin's fist smashed toward Ning Yue's head.
To deal with Ning Yue, Zhang Bin did not use his full strength. He only used 50% of his strength.
In his opinion, Ning Yue was only a True Martial Realm Middle-stage Martial Artist. He had already thought highly of Ning Yue by making a move. Even if Ning Yue died in his hands, he could still be proud of it.
"Just a few sword waves." The corner of Zhang Bin's mouth rose, and his fist collided with the Solitaire in front of Ning Yue.
Chi Chi Chi!
Three consecutive crisp sounds resounded, and then Zhang Bin's fist arrived in front of Ning Yue's head. It was only ten centimeters away from Ning Yue's forehead!
"Red Demon, quickly attack!"
At the critical moment, Ning Yue shouted in a low voice.
Hearing Ning Yue's words, Zhang Bin was a little stunned. The fist in his hand stopped for a second.
However, it was this second that allowed Ning Yue to withdraw from Zhang Bin's attack range.
Swish!
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