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Chapter 24

Words:1881Update:22/06/30 07:36:54

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"Stone Breaking Fist!"

Young Master Xiao shouted coldly. Soon after, the true essence of the fifth level of the Body Refinement Realm flowed from his body into his fist.

Tianyang could faintly feel a thin blood aura spreading around him. Naturally, he could see through the extent of Young Master Xiao's blood aura. Fifty feet!

"Haha! I'm only at the fifth level of the Body Refinement Realm, but I already have a blood aura of fifty feet. You piece of trash, how dare you tease my Xiaolian? Just wait for your death! "

Seeing Tianyang standing there motionless, Young Master Xiao laughed maniacally. He thought that Tianyang was so scared by his "powerful" blood aura that he could only stand there and wait for his death.

"You dare to take out a low-grade yellow-ranked fist technique and make a fool of yourself? Even if you're not ashamed, I'll be ashamed for you."

Shaking his head, Tianyang slowly raised his hand and spread his fingers. Then, a trace of true essence condensed on his palm and he pushed it forward slightly.

Bang!

The Stone-Breaking Fist and this ordinary palm suddenly collided together. At this moment, Xiaolian had already closed her eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene that was about to unfold. She was well aware of how strong Young Master Xiao was.

In the entire town, there was almost no one among the younger generation who could match Young Master Xiao in terms of strength! The young man in front of her was very pleasing to the eye, but in the end, he died at the hands of Young Master Xiao because of her.

Thinking of this, Xiaolian couldn't help but tear up. At this moment, Tianyang's faint laughter suddenly rang out.

"Your true essence is scattered and there are countless flaws. Your arm drives your fist, but you can't even control the muscles in your arm well. You can't even use a low-grade yellow-ranked martial technique properly. Are you here to be a clown?"

Tianyang smiled faintly. In his open palm, Young Master Xiao's fist was as if it was clamped by an iron clamp, unable to move at all. It was as if the body of the young man in front of him was hiding a primordial beast.

Large beads of sweat slowly flowed down Young Master Xiao's forehead. At this moment, Young Master Xiao was also incomparably shocked. This young man didn't even use much true essence, nor did he use any martial skills, but he was actually able to completely restrain his Stone Shattering Fist!

No, it wasn't a suppression. He didn't even use any battle techniques, so there was no need to talk about suppression. Instead … Tianyang's strength completely suppressed him!

"How … is this possible …" His face had turned red from overexertion. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to pull his fist out of Tianyang's grip. That white and slender hand was not a palm, but a metal pincer of a crab.

"Please show mercy, Your Excellency!"

At this time, an anxious shout came from the stairs. Hearing this, Tianyang also turned his head and looked at the figure hurriedly walking down the stairs.

He was about 1.78 meters tall, neither tall nor short. His white beard was shaved into a mustache, and coupled with his black and white hair, he looked like an expert.

He wore an extremely ordinary white robe, but the aura that leaked from his body showed that this middle-aged man was an expert of the Clear Qi Realm!

"Pavilion Master!" Seeing this person, Xiaolian couldn't help but exclaim. The Pavilion Master, who was rarely seen, actually appeared in front of her at this moment for the sake of a young man.

Even if she was the daughter of the Pavilion Master's good friend, it was still quite difficult for her to meet one of the strongest experts in this small town.

"So it's Xiaolian." Hearing this exclamation, the middle-aged man also turned his head and greeted the daughter of his good friend. Then, he looked at Young Master Xiao, whose face was flushed red and beads of sweat dripping to the ground. His expression immediately turned ugly.

Previously, when he was drinking tea with a guest upstairs, he suddenly felt an incomparably tyrannical Soul Suppression. He thought that the super strong expert had arrived, so when he came down to take a look, he saw that someone had attacked him. That was why he said those words.

Now, seeing that his son was tightly held by a young man he didn't know, and that his son was in extreme pain, the middle-aged man couldn't care less about the tyrannical Soul Suppression anymore. Just as he was about to open his mouth to berate, his gaze was suddenly attracted by the emblem on Tianyang's chest.

The emblem wasn't big, but the workmanship was extremely exquisite, as if every stitch and thread had been carefully thought out. The two words "Soaring Cloud" on it made ordinary people tremble slightly when they saw it.

After all, the Soaring Cloud Sect was the only overlord within a hundred miles! Although this young man was only an outer disciple of the Soaring Cloud Sect, not many people dared to provoke a disciple of the Soaring Cloud Sect!

Thinking about his son, who didn't usually behave properly, and then looking at the young man with a faint smile on his face who had directly restrained his son, the middle-aged man's expression became extremely interesting.

"I didn't expect a disciple of the Soaring Cloud Sect to arrive. What did my son do? That's why you're so angry. "

The middle-aged man forced an ugly smile as he spoke. Hearing this, Tianyang glanced at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eyes. His cultivation was at the first stage of the Bright Qi Realm. Not bad.

Tianyang loosened his grip on Young Master Xiao's fist and smiled lightly without saying anything.

It was the young girl who spoke in time. "Pavilion Master, it's like this …"

The whole matter wasn't considered long, and Xiaolian didn't exaggerate or side with either side. Therefore, the middle-aged man understood the whole story after a few minutes.

When he heard the end of the story, the middle-aged man's expression immediately turned ugly. It was his son's fault for being ignorant and incompetent!

"Father! You have to uphold justice for me! " Previously, Young Master Xiao was completely focused on struggling. He completely didn't notice the middle-aged man coming down the stairs and the exclamation from before. Now that Tianyang had let go of his hand, he cried out and shouted.

Young Master Xiao's right fist had already turned red and purple. This wasn't anything to do with Tianyang. After all, he only grabbed Young Master Xiao's hand and didn't use any strength. This red and purple color was caused by Young Master Xiao's excessive struggle.

"What justice?! You can't even recognize the robes of an outer disciple of the Soaring Cloud Sect. After being taught a lesson, you still want me to uphold justice? Go back to the detention room and reflect on your actions! "

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and directly said angrily. Hearing this, Young Master Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at his father in disbelief. Soaring Cloud Sect, outer disciple?

Turning around, Young Master Xiao only felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he saw the words' Soaring Cloud Sect '. He actually provoked a disciple of the Soaring Cloud Sect?

"What are you waiting for?!"

Seeing that his son was still indifferent, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

Hearing this, Young Master Xiao, who didn't dare to stay here for another second, immediately felt as if he had been pardoned. He ran out of the 10,000 Drug Pavilion in fear and didn't know where he ran to.

"I was busy earlier and couldn't personally greet you. Please forgive me. Don't worry, because this is my son's fault. If you want to buy any herbs today, my 10,000 Drug Pavilion will give you a twenty percent discount!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile. His heart was pained. Picking herbs was an extremely difficult task. The profits weren't very high to begin with. With a twenty percent discount, he almost didn't make any money.

Then, the middle-aged man gave Xiaolian a look. Hearing this, Xiaolian immediately understood and said softly, "Sir, what do you want?"

Hearing this, Tianyang also smiled and said, "It's the same. Pills to restore True Yuan."

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