"Young Gang Leader! Kill him! "
"Young Gang Leader! Beat him until half of his body is paralyzed. Avenge our brothers! "
The surrounding Iron Tiger Gang members were encouraged. They waved their fists and shouted loudly.
Lin Xuan, on the other hand, lowered his gaze and looked at his feet. No one knew what he was thinking.
Whoosh!
Zhao Kun tapped his toes and jumped into the air. He waved his iron claws and grabbed at Lin Xuan's head from above. Even the air was crushed!
Screech —
A faint image of a large bird appeared behind Zhao Kun. It was mysterious and powerful, and its aura was shocking.
The Iron Tiger Gang members were excited. This was Zhao Kun's famous skill, Thunder Roc Claw!
When Zhao Kun was at Spirit Body Level 3, he had used this move to crush the head of a Spirit Body Level 4 pirate. They could almost see the tragic scene of Lin Xuan's head being torn apart.
At this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly raised his head!
Hiss!
Everyone around suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.
Lin Xuan's eyes were as red as a demon's. The aura on his body rose steadily, as if he was an ancient demon god that had awakened in an instant.
Seeing Zhao Kun's iron claws descending, Lin Xuan tilted his head slightly and dodged by a hair's breadth!
Immediately, he lowered his body and stepped on the ground. His right fist suddenly swung up like a heavenly hammer from bottom to top, smashing towards Zhao Kun's chest like a dragon emerging from the water.
Not good!
Zhao Kun's expression changed. Lin Xuan's punch was as fast as lightning, but it was powerful and fierce. The wind from the explosion hurt his face and shocked him.
At this critical moment, he quickly withdrew his claws and crossed them in front of his chest, trying to block this punch with all his strength!
Bang!
An earth-shattering explosion rang out.
The next moment, under everyone's shocked gaze, Zhao Kun seemed to have been hit by an ancient mammoth. His entire body flew into the air, crashed through the roof, and disappeared.
The hall was dead silent. Shock, confusion, and disbelief.
"Not good! Young Gang Leader! "
"Young Gang Leader, how are you?"
Soon, someone came to his senses and hurriedly ran outside.
The red light in Lin Xuan's eyes disappeared, and the corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a cold smile.
After using the [Blood Ignition Secret Technique], his punch had already exceeded the strength of eight tigers. How could a mere martial artist at the fourth level of Spirit Body withstand it?
"Cough, cough, wah —"
Zhao Kun was dragged out of the ruins by his subordinates. He coughed up blood and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
At this time, his arms were severely twisted and deformed. The clothes on his chest were torn, revealing his sunken and broken sternum. It was a ghastly sight.
"The pill is at my waist …"
"Yes, yes, Young Gang Leader, you must hold on!"
A subordinate obeyed the order and took out a pill bottle from Zhao Kun's waist. He took out a golden pill and fed it to Zhao Kun.
This medicinal pill was called the Myriad Spirit Pill. It was a first grade healing medicinal pill that was worth eight hundred primeval stones. Zhao Kun had specially bought it to save his life.
Sure enough, you get what you pay for. After taking the pill, Zhao Kun's wounds stopped bleeding, and his broken bones gradually healed. In just a few breaths, Zhao Kun actually stood up. Although he was very weak, his injuries could no longer be seen.
"Yo, Brother Zhao, I made a mistake just now. Are you okay?"
A very annoying voice sounded. It was Lin Xuan walking over with a smile. The Iron Tiger Clan members looked at him angrily, but they didn't dare to say anything.
When facing an undefeatable expert, one must first learn to respect them. This was the first rule of survival.
And Lin Xuan was the one that they couldn't compete with. Even their Young Gang Leader couldn't withstand one move from him.
"Lin Xuan, today I am not as skilled as you. Take your men and leave!" Zhao Kun's face was gloomy as he looked at Lin Xuan with vigilance.
If one observed carefully, they would find that his eyes were filled with deep envy and jealousy.
That's right, it was envy and jealousy.
Thinking back to three years ago, when he was young and arrogant, his talent was shocking. How high-spirited was he then?
But now, he had wasted three years and hadn't improved a single step.
Even this youth, who was younger than him by a few years, had already surpassed him.
If he hadn't been poisoned, what level would he have reached today? How could he allow a Fifth Level Spirit Body Lin Xuan to be so presumptuous in front of him?
Of course, he only had envy and jealousy towards Lin Xuan.
As for hatred, there was only one person he could hate, but he didn't dare to hate that person!
Lin Xuan looked at Zhao Kun, and his face gradually revealed a mysterious smile. He said, "Brother Zhao, in fact, this Lin didn't come here today just for that clansman of my Lin Family."
"Lin Xuan, don't push your luck! Although I, Zhao Kun, lost to you, my Iron Tiger Clan hasn't lost yet. Are you sure you can defeat my Iron Tiger Clan's hundred martial artists? "Zhao Kun said coldly.
The group of martial artists under him also withdrew their swords and sabers, showing expressions of righteous indignation.
Lin Xuan chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I think Brother Zhao has misunderstood. I really want to talk to Brother Zhao."
"Talk about what? What is there to talk about between us! "Zhao Kun said in a deep voice.
Lin Xuan smiled with his hands behind his back. "Let's talk about how shockingly talented Brother Zhao was back then. Let's talk about how regretful it was that Brother Zhao was poisoned back then. Let's talk about the hatred in Brother Zhao's heart. Let's talk about whether I, Lin Xuan, can show you a clear path so that Brother Zhao can find your talent and return to the martial path …"
When Zhao Kun heard Lin Xuan's words, he was unable to restrain his anger. He wanted to rush up and fight Lin Xuan to the death.
But when he heard the end, he gradually became stunned. He stared at Lin Xuan like he wanted to eat him, and said excitedly, "You … … What did you say? You can show me a clear path to help me find my talent and return to the martial path? What clear path? "
"Brother Zhao, aren't you going to invite me in?" Lin Xuan didn't answer his question.
"If you dare to make fun of this Zhao, this Zhao will not let you go! Come with me! "Zhao Kun glared at Lin Xuan, then turned and walked into a living room in the back hall.
In fact, he didn't really believe that Lin Xuan could help him, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he couldn't let it go!
After taking a seat, a beautiful maid served fragrant tea.
Lin Xuan, who was in a good mood, leisurely tasted the fragrant tea. He even touched the maid's perky buttocks with interest, causing her to giggle.
Zhao Kun was so anxious that his eyelids were twitching. He wanted nothing more than to strangle Lin Xuan's neck and force him to spit out the useful things.
"Brother Lin, if you're interested, this Zhao can take you to the Heavenly Fragrance Brothel tonight. The top hostess there, Miss Xue Yue, has a beauty that outshines the moon and shames the flowers. She will definitely satisfy you. Don't worry, this Zhao will take care of all the expenses!" Zhao Kun couldn't help but tease.
"Hehe, Brother Zhao, do you think that I, Lin Xuan, lack that little bit of money?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.
Zhao Kun's eyes flickered. He raised his hand and waved the maid and subordinates away. He stood up and bowed solemnly, "Brother Lin, I won't hide it from you. To be able to recover my talent and return to the martial path is my greatest wish in this life!
If Brother Lin can help me achieve my wish, this Zhao Kun will definitely repay you generously in the future. No matter what the conditions are, Brother Lin, please state them! Even if Zhao Kun has to go through water and tread on fire, I will not hesitate! "
Lin Xuan smiled and said, "What if I ask you to help me deal with Zhao Tiehu?"
"What! You want to deal with my foster father? "
Zhao Kun suddenly stood up. His expression changed for a moment, then he roared angrily, "Lin Xuan! If you have any enmity with my foster father, you can take it out on me! Foster father's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. I, Zhao Kun, would rather be a cripple for the rest of my life than repay his kindness with enmity! "
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