Martial Coolie

Bai Lengxi opened her mouth wide.

Lowering her head as if wanting to speak but stopping herself.

An identity that even the Seventh Life Martial Emperor does not have the qualifications to know about, could it be, an immortal?

But the Immortal Road is broken, where would an immortal come from...

For a moment, Yi Feng's strength and cultivation became a mystery in her heart.

"Yo-ho."

"Young Master Zhong!"

At this time, the eight old men who had just shown cold looks on their faces suddenly changed their style and called out to Zhong Qing who was walking over, with an obsequious look.

This scene.

Made Bai Lengxi's eyes pop out.

If it was said that Yi Feng had astonishing strength, it would be acceptable for these eight old men to treat him respectfully, but why did they also treat Zhong Qing like this?

She had spent two to three months with Zhong Qing day and night during the previous period, so she could say she knew Zhong Qing's situation better than anyone else.

He was completely an ordinary person without any cultivation.

And Zhong Qing himself had said the same.

So, was it necessary for the eight Tenth Life Martial Emperors to show such a fawning expression to an ordinary person?

Could it just be because Zhong Qing was Yi Feng's disciple?

That shouldn't be the case either!

Where was the arrogance of the Martial Emperors?

In her puzzlement, Zhong Qing walked over.

And Zhong Qing ignored Bai Lengxi.

He didn't like this woman at all. She always had the attitude of a high and mighty cultivator. Adding to what had just happened, Zhong Qing decided to draw a clear line with this woman.

"Elders, my hands are itchy. Let me practice some martial arts with you again!" Zhong Qing said to the eight old men.

"Aiya, Young Master Zhong, your hands are itchy again. Since you don't despise us few useless old men, we'll accompany you to practice a bit!" The several old men said in unison with a laugh.

The street happened to be deserted. Zhong Qing and the eight old men immediately took up their stances.

As for Bai Lengxi beside them, they simply ignored her.

"As usual, the eight of you attack me together to improve my responsiveness." Zhong Qing laughed, and at the same time picked up a small wooden stick from the steps in front of the martial arts hall.

"Alright, alright, as usual."

The eight old men nodded in unison, some raised the carrying poles in their hands, some picked up the tobacco pipes in their hands.

"Come on!"

Zhong Qing lowered his body and beckoned at the eight old men.

"Alright!"

The eight old men looked at each other, and the assorted weapons in their hands moved at the same time, enveloping Zhong Qing from all directions.

Bai Lengxi, who didn't know what tricks these people were playing originally, saw this scene and her face changed drastically, full of disbelief.

As an onlooker with the cultivation of a Seventh Life Martial Emperor, she could see as soon as these old men made a move that although their attacks seemed chaotic and without any plan, there was great method to it.

First was the coordination.

The attacks of the eight were completely cutting off all of Zhong Qing's escape routes, eight directions, completely covering all angles.

In addition, there was power.

Although their attacks looked like ordinary people brawling on the surface, with no power at all, in fact, every one of their attacks contained thick Great Dao power.

An attack containing Great Dao power was much more terrifying than those seemingly powerful attacks.

When she thought of this.

Bai Lengxi was full of confusion.

How could Zhong Qing withstand such an attack?

He was just an ordinary person without any cultivation!

The joint attack of eight Tenth Life Martial Emperors, with the Great Dao descending, not to mention an ordinary person, even if anyone in the entire Immortal River Continent was in the middle of it, they would probably be instantly killed.

Just as she struggled to figure it out, Zhong Qing in the middle suddenly shouted loudly.

"Chopping Slashing Killing."

"Chopping Slashing Killing......"

"Hee-haw."

At the same time, the wooden stick in his hand moved.

As Zhong Qing's voice fell, Bai Lengxi, who was watching by the side, widened her eyes. She couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Broken..."

"He actually broke through it?"

At that moment, she felt that she couldn't breathe, as if a fish bone was stuck in her throat.

Because she saw with her own eyes that Zhong Qing, waving the wooden stick, instantly broke through the attacks of the eight and at the same time scattered the Great Dao power contained in the eight people's attacks into nothingness.

Phew!

She sucked in cold air through gritted teeth.

She felt that this world was extremely unreal, completely subverting her thinking.

Because what had just happened was even more shocking than seeing a newborn baby slap away a mountain with its little palm.

"Oh my, Young Master Zhong, we've lost again."

The few old men said with shame all over their faces.

"Elders, you are too polite. But..."

Saying that, Zhong Qing scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "But elders, you really have to work harder next time. Although your encirclement seems much more ingenious than last time, it was still too easy to break through."

"Uh-huh, good, we'll do our best, we must do our best."

The eight old men didn't get angry at all. On the contrary, they had the appearance of being taught docilely, nodding like little chicks pecking rice in front of Zhong Qing.

However, Bai Lengxi, who saw this scene, felt her heart thumping.

A bitter smile appeared on her pretty face.

Because at this point, she had to admit one fact.

That is, this Zhong Qing, whom she thought she had under control, turned out to be an existence that makes one look up in admiration.

No wonder.

No wonder these eight old men were so polite to Zhong Qing.

It wasn't just because Zhong Qing was Yi Feng's disciple. It was because Zhong Qing himself was also freakishly strong.

This made her wonder again, if Zhong Qing was already this strong, then his master behind him...

She didn't dare think further.

But at least, he must be an immortal!

Even if the Immortal Road is broken.

It was laughable that she had even fancied her chances to get this pair of master and disciple, and had always thought they were lowly ordinary people.

It turned out that she was the ridiculous clown.

"Elders, you can chat first. I'll go back to the martial arts hall to wash my master's socks first." Zhong Qing said in a silly honest way.

"Alright, Young Master Zhong, go ahead."

The eight old men saw Zhong Qing off.

After Zhong Qing left, the expressions on the faces of the eight immediately became solemn as they looked back at Bai Lengxi.

Bai Lengxi's heart thumped violently.

She lowered her head again.

"See it now?"

Zhou Old Man said slowly.

"Saw, saw it."

Bai Lengxi hurriedly answered in fear and trepidation.

"So, do you, just a petty Seventh Life Martial Emperor, have the qualifications to put on an arrogant attitude here?" Zhou Old Man asked again.

Bai Lengxi looked bitter.

She didn't even dare to say half a sentence.

But in her heart, she also felt a little aggrieved.

Damn it, how could she have known that this pair of master and disciple were so freaky. They were clearly outrageously powerful, yet they insisted on calling themselves ordinary people to bluff and swindle.

But.

It was also her own fault for having poor judgment and courting disaster!

"Get lost!"

"If we see you appear in Pingjiang City again, your whole clan will be destroyed."

With a wave of Zhou Old Man's palm, infused with Great Dao power, the attack landed on Bai Lengxi's chest, forcibly blasting her out of Pingjiang City.

Within the Dongsheng Zhou region.

Ye Bei, Han Tianque, Guan Yunpeng and others were busy.

"According to the previous instructions of Sir, for people to be reliable and their strength not too weak, I guess the minimum requirement would be at least Martial Venerable to be qualified!"

Ye Bei said solemnly.

"That's right, but Martial Venerables are not easy to invite too!"

Han Tianque nodded and said, "Besides, all the Martial Venerables in Dongsheng added together aren't actually that many."

"Hmph, success lies in the person. Sir has given us such a great opportunity, we must do our best to assist him in getting these things done well."

Guan Yunpeng said, "I just recalled that over these years I've also gotten to know some good friends, some became sect leaders, some became elders, I'll try pulling all of them over."

"Right, I also know several friends who became sect leaders. I'll bring them all together too." Han Tianque also determinedly said.

Immediately, everyone took action separately.

Doing their utmost to help Yi Feng pull Martial Venerable labor.

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