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"Disciple Jing Zi Ang greets Martial Uncle Luo. Just now, your subordinates were impolite, so we helped you teach them a lesson. I hope Martial Uncle Luo won't blame us."
The young man's tone was very polite, and his words were very polite. However, in Luo Ping's eyes, he felt uncomfortable. My subordinates were impolite, why do I need you to teach them a lesson?
"I say, Martial Nephew Jing, you didn't come here just to help me teach my subordinates a lesson, right? Since you've paid your respects, you can leave now. "
Luo Ping directly asked them to leave. The other party was so brazenly behaving atrociously in his tenth peak. Obviously, they were looking for trouble. However, he didn't have time to waste with them. He still had to go back and refine pills.
However, even though he didn't want to do that, Jing Zi-ang and the others didn't. Jing Zi-ang didn't look back and waved his hand to the other youths and said, "Why aren't you guys coming over to greet Martial Uncle Luo? Are you looking down on Martial Uncle Luo's strength? "
After the other young men heard this, they also walked in front of Luo Ping. They looked very reluctant, and didn't even want to look at Luo Ping. They just said, "Greetings, Martial Uncle Luo."
"What's with your attitude? How can you treat Martial Uncle Luo like this? Martial Uncle Luo is an elder. You should at least be more respectful. Look, you have to be like me and greet Martial Uncle Luo! "
Jing Zi Ang immediately sternly reprimanded the others. In the end, he demonstrated it again. His face was even more affectionate than when he saw his parents. However, the people present were not fools. Anyone could see the disdain under that smile.
"You guys do it again. Remember to be respectful. If Martial Uncle Luo is not satisfied, you can keep practicing. Don't leave until Martial Uncle Luo is satisfied." Jing Zi Ang said.
"No, you can leave if you don't have anything else. I still have something to do. Forgive me for not keeping you company."
After Luo Ping finished speaking, he prepared to take Zhen Qi inside. The other party's actions were simply boring to the extreme. He didn't want to see them for even a moment.
"Hey, Martial Uncle, wait a minute. They haven't even paid their respects to you yet. How can you just leave like that? Aren't you looking down on them?" Jing Zi Ang acted like a good old man.
"Hmph, what are you putting on airs for? If it weren't for you calling us over, we wouldn't have bothered to come. You're just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, what qualifications do you have to be our Martial Uncle?"
"That's right. If it wasn't for his good fortune to become Martial Granduncle Xiao's disciple, he would at most be an Outer Sect disciple. If he wants us Inner Sect disciples to pay him a visit, I reckon we'll have to wait until our next lives. Haha. "
"Junior Brother, you're wrong. It's said that Martial Uncle Luo defeated Junior Brother Ke Rui before he snatched the tenth peak. His methods are not simple."
"What a joke. Who knows the situation at that time? Maybe Martial Granduncle Xiao secretly helped him. Otherwise, how could he defeat Junior Brother Ke, who was in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage?"
Words of sarcasm directly entered Luo Ping's ears. He couldn't help but stop his footsteps. His face became cold and his eyes became indifferent.
"Shut up. Have you said enough? Martial Uncle Luo can defeat Junior Brother Ke. Naturally, it shows that he has the strength. Otherwise, how could he lie in front of the Sect Leader and the elders?"
When Jing Zi Ang saw Luo Ping stop, he immediately criticized the other young men seriously. The timing was just right.
"Strength? If you want to prove your strength, you have to spar with Martial Uncle Luo. As long as we're convinced, we'll definitely pay our respects to him. Otherwise, you're just a fart. "One of the young men said.
"Aren't you ashamed? What's your cultivation? You're in the Golden Elixir Stage. What's Martial Uncle Luo's cultivation? He's only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If you spar with him, aren't you bullying him?" Jing Zi Ang quickly defended Luo Ping.
"He can defeat Junior Brother Ke, who was in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. What's the problem for him to defeat us? If he doesn't have the strength, we don't need to stay here. Let's leave." Another young man said.
"You guys, sigh, Martial Uncle Luo, why don't you show them a few moves to teach them a lesson? Let them broaden their horizons and experience Martial Uncle Luo's means."
Jing Zi Ang became a peacemaker and began to persuade Luo Ping to spar with the other young men.
Luo Ping didn't open his mouth because he wanted to see what these people would say. Sure enough, they didn't disappoint his expectations. Jing Zi Ang and several other young men successfully played the role of good cop and bad cop. They just wanted to force Luo Ping to make a move.
They were not fools. If they directly attacked Luo Ping, according to Xiao Yan's temper, he would definitely not let them go. However, if Luo Ping agreed to spar with them, then it would be a competition between fellow disciples. It wouldn't be a provocation.
At that time, even if they were a little heavy-handed and beat Luo Ping until he lost an arm or a leg, or even if he didn't die, it wouldn't be their fault. Even if Xiao Yan wanted to vent his anger, they would have their own way.
Luo Ping had to admit that these martial nephews all had a talent for acting. It was a pity that because of cultivation, they couldn't display their talent. Otherwise, there would be a place for them in the theater world.
"Well, since you want to spar so much, then I'll fulfill your wish. I don't think it's troublesome to spar with you one by one. You can come at me together. Let's end this quickly. I still have things to do."
Luo Ping faintly smiled and uttered a sentence that no one dared to believe. The young men who were ready to attack were stunned for a moment. Jing Ziang withdrew his smile and looked a bit stiff.
As for Zheng Qi, his face was full of worry. Although he knew that Luo Ping's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he also knew that Luo Ping had advanced to the early stage of Golden Elixir. However, these young men were also at the early stage of Golden Elixir.
Moreover, most of them were at the middle stage of Golden Elixir, and Jing Zi Ang was at the late stage of Golden Elixir. Zheng Qi didn't believe that Luo Ping could beat Jing Zi Ang, let alone the other young men.
"Martial Uncle …" Zheng Qi was about to speak, but he was stopped by Luo Ping with a wave of his hand.
Luo Ping looked at the silent young men and then looked at Jing Zi Ang whose expression was changing. He directly walked to the open space in the distance and waved to them.
"Do you want to spar or not? If you don't want to spar, then all the bullshit I said before would have been for nothing. Hurry up, I said I still have things to do. "
Luo Ping still pursued a principle. He didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, but when others came to make trouble, he would not be a coward. When it was time to make a move, he would make a move. Only by beating the opponent to the ground could he stop their barking.
They were just a few Golden Elixir Martial Nephews. Luo Ping really didn't care about them. As long as there was no Nascent Soul stage powerhouse, Luo Ping basically wouldn't encounter any pressure.
"See, what is courage? Martial Uncle Luo is courageous. If you don't agree with him, you will pick a group. In this case, we can't let Martial Uncle Luo look down on us. Let's symbolically fight together, but you must remember, you must have a sense of propriety. Don't go too far."
Jing Zi Ang finally recovered and smiled again. However, his reminder was not because he was afraid of hurting Luo Ping. In his view, hurting Luo Ping was inevitable. He was afraid that the other people would hit too hard and kill Luo Ping. At that time, even if they were in the right, they wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.
After the other six young men understood, their faces finally showed a satisfied smile. They stepped toward Luo Ping's side and surrounded him, but they didn't attack together.
In their view, any one of them could beat Luo Ping until he couldn't get up. So, they exchanged glances with each other. One of the young men stepped forward and directly attacked.
A flying sword appeared in his hand as he displayed the Kongming 12 Swords Technique. He was very skilled and proficient in it. Countless Sword Qi emerged from the flying sword under the infusion of his Zhen Yuan and directly slashed towards Luo Ping.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast. After all, this person's cultivation was also at the early stage of the Golden Elixir. In addition, this set of sword technique was originally extraordinary. Under this person's full display, he didn't think that Luo Ping could resist.
This person had already imagined that because Luo Ping couldn't dodge his sword light, his flesh would be cut by countless sword lights, and blood would be dripping. But to his disappointment, Luo Ping didn't dodge, but stood motionless in the same place.
"Are you an idiot? Is he scared silly? "This person's heart jumped.
"Martial Uncle, quickly dodge!" Zhen Qi shouted.
At the same time, Jing Ziang and the rest of the young men also thought that Luo Ping was frightened by their sword technique and even forgot to dodge.
"Oh no, will he be finished in a second?" Jing Ziang was worried, afraid that Luo Ping would be killed in a second.
Obviously, his worry was unnecessary. Just as the sword light was about to fall on Luo Ping's body, Luo Ping directly raised his fist and made a Kongming Fist.
As the basic fist technique of the Kongming Sect, Jing Ziang and the others could certainly recognize it. Although this fist technique was practiced to the Dacheng Realm, it could also display the power to destroy heaven and earth, but it also required a strong cultivation base as support.
With Luo Ping's cultivation base, using such a basic fist technique to deal with the Kongming Twelve Swords Technique was simply overestimating one's strength and seeking one's own destruction. In other words, he had reached the point where he was desperate.
"How could this be?"
The face of the young man who attacked Luo Ping changed, revealing an astonished expression. The arm holding the flying sword began to tremble. In the blink of an eye, all the sword light gradually disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if it had encountered an invisible obstacle.
The flying sword in his hand was hit by a strong force and flew out, followed by his body, which was also hit by dozens of feet and fell heavily on the ground.
"Gulp!"
It was unknown who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but it was exceptionally loud in the silent atmosphere. Only then did everyone react. Looking at the young man lying on the ground with blood gushing out of his mouth like a fountain, everyone's faces were ashen.
No one knew what had happened just now. Except for seeing Luo Ping make a punch, they didn't find anything special. How could this happen?
Moreover, that punch didn't seem to have any power, nor did it show the essence of the Kongming Fist. There was no spiritual change, nor was there any shadow. It was completely just a show.
But now, their fellow apprentice was lying on the ground, seriously injured. This made Jing Ziang and the others completely confused and somewhat timid.
The unknown was the most terrible thing. Even if they were already golden elixir stage self-cultivators, they were no exception. Their cultivation strength was not much stronger than the injured one. If they rashly made a move, they might end up in the same situation.
After Luo Ping's punch, the scene was strangely silent. The rest of the six young men's hearts were beating like drums, hoping that others would make the first move and they would be the last to take advantage of the situation.
"What's the matter? Are we going to do it one by one, or together?"
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