Heaven-Defying Conceited God/C209 He Was too Naive(2)
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C209 He Was too Naive(2)

Although the Innate Spirit Body was shocking, no one thought highly of Woo Zhengyang. After all, the difference between a Martial Disciple and a martial master was too great. Furthermore, old servant was a Middle Rank Martial Master.

Facing Woo Zhengyang's punch, old servant was much more cautious. He turned his body to Woo Zhengyang's side and tried to grab Woo Zhengyang's shoulder again.

Regarding this, Woo Zhengyang still punched.

In the blink of an eye, old servant changed several directions and circled around Woo Zhengyang.

Every time, Woo Zhengyang would throw out a punch, making it impossible for him to get close.

"Brat... you are courting death. Don't blame me for being impolite!" old servant said coldly. A black long blade appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Woo Zhengyang's arm.

Facing this blade, Woo Zhengyang still threw out a punch.

"Is this kid stupid?"

Seeing that Woo Zhengyang still threw out a punch, everyone broke out in a cold sweat for him.

"Ding..."

After a crisp sound, Woo Zhengyang's fist was safe and sound, and old servant's long black blade broke.

This time, everyone was dumbfounded once again. They were even more shocked than when Woo Zhengyang slapped Quan Feiyan three times in a row.

Those who were boasting could not wait to open their eyes wide.

Although it was a servant, the Liu family was one of the four big families in Tian Qi City. The black long blade that old servant used was at least a low-grade or even a middle-grade treasure.

It was such a treasure long blade. The user was still a Middle Rank Martial Master, but it was broken by Woo Zhengyang's fist.

"Am I seeing things?"

"Young man, what is your cultivation base?"

"His cultivation base definitely isn't a Martial Disciple, but rather, is he really a young man? What face do we have to call ourselves a Martial Dao cultivator?"

While everyone was in extreme shock, Woo Zhengyang did not stay idle.

With the help of the Perfection Stage Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist and Profound Heaven Fire Power, old servant's long blade was broken. This was within Woo Zhengyang's expectation.

Before old servant could react, Woo Zhengyang took a step forward and arrived in front of old servant.

After that, he threw out another punch.

Old servant recovered from his shock and saw Woo Zhengyang's punch landing on his chest.

He knew very well that his body was incomparable to the black blade. If this punch hit him, his life would be in danger.

Thinking of this, old servant quickly retreated.

After that, old servant was shocked once again. He realized that Woo Zhengyang had caught up to him, and his speed was not any slower than his!

"Bang!"

In the end, old servant was unable to dodge this punch. However, at the last moment, he unleashed his unlimited potential, causing Woo Zhengyang's punch to land on his abdomen, avoiding the danger of his life.

Even so, he could clearly feel how powerful Woo Zhengyang's punch was.

He believed that if he flew out this time, he would have no more strength to fight!

It was hateful that he had underestimated his opponent from the beginning and did not use any martial skills. Otherwise, it would have been a piece of cake for him to get rid of this brat.

However, the development of the matter was completely not what he expected.

After his fist was smashed, he did not fly out.

An inexplicable suction force appeared on Woo Zhengyang's fist.

It only made his body a little bit away from being hit by Woo Zhengyang, but it was pulled back again.

After that, Woo Zhengyang threw out another fist.

This time, not to mention dodging, even if old servant wanted to use his True Qi to protect himself, it would be extremely difficult.

"Bang!"

After this punch, old servant finally flew out as he wished, blood spurting out from his mouth and heart fragments.

Silence!

No one knew how many times the Liu family had fallen into such a strange silence tonight. Not to mention the sound, even the scene seemed to be still. Everyone had the same expression and held their breaths.

And every time they fell into silence, it was because of that tiny young man. This time, it was the same.

Killing a Middle Rank Martial Master with a few punches. Such a result, not to mention a young man who looked to be in his teens, even the Middle Rank Martial Master and Advanced Martial Master here had never seen such a result.

This could no longer be described as powerful, because to Heaven Enlightenment City, old servant was already standing in a formidable line-up.

As for this young man, he was definitely going to ascend another level.

While everyone was in shock, Patriarch Liu, Liu Yunyun, and the others had different expressions on their faces.

Their expressions were even more complicated.

Ever since they confirmed that Woo Zhengyang's meridians were completely broken, they didn't think much of this young man who suddenly appeared. They only thought that it was a chance that the heavens had given them, the Liu family.

But at this moment, the people of the Liu family finally understood what was going on.

This young man called Woo Zhengyang was indeed a chance given to the Liu family by the heavens.

However, they couldn't seize this opportunity.

To let Liu Yunyun marry him?

This idea was already unrealistic. Everyone knew that such a figure wouldn't take a liking to a little girl from the Liu family.

Especially Liu Yunyun. Back then, when Woo Zhengyang did not care about her appearance, Liu Yunyun did not care about it. Now, it seemed like she had never put him in her eyes.

However, the mistake of the Liu family was that not only did they not have a good relationship with this fortune that descended from the sky, they even treated her as an abandoned child.

As a result, this fortune had turned into a disaster!

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