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Arrogant, arrogant!

This was the first thought that came to the minds of most of the people present, but after that, countless young masters felt a sense of humiliation and rage. If Zuo Ming lost, everyone would have to give way when they saw him?

This was a declaration of war! Xiao Lang was declaring war against all the young masters present!

In the thousand years of the dynasty's history, there was no lack of Peerless Genius who had heaven-defying talent and thought highly of themselves. Yet, there had never been someone as arrogant as Xiao Lang. Was he going to be alone? Or perhaps he was making enemies for the Xiao family? One must know that in the future, a large part of these young masters would become the elders of their respective clans, or even the clan heads.

The faces of Xiao Kuang and the four young masters of the Xiao family all turned green. Everyone, including them, that Xiao Lang talked about, had been humiliated and angered by his own clansmen in front of outsiders.

Xiao Lang didn't think that far ahead. In reality, he didn't even think of himself as a member of the Xiao Family; It would be better to submit to them. If they did, they wouldn't dare to find trouble with him in the future.

He had always disliked the young master, even though he had already become one of the top young masters in the Wealthy Class. He subconsciously wanted to draw the line between himself and this group of people. Moreover, he had no idea how many enemies he would create for the Xiao family if he were to take over the Xiao family in the future.

He was just telling everyone in a domineering manner, Don't mess with me!

"Good, very good!"

Zuo Ming was deeply agitated. His expression returned to normal, but his heart was filled with joy. Xiao Lang was courting death, he couldn't be blamed. Even if he crippled him today, the Xiao family would not say anything. Between aristocratic families, they would never interfere in proper battles between the younger generation. Instead, they would encourage them to be merciful. For an open and honorable duel like today, no family would pursue it.

He walked towards the empty space between the two sides, the Profound Qi on his body slowly circled around him, his battle intent soaring, his aura becoming more and more powerful with his footsteps. He wanted to use his fist to tell everyone that he, Zuo Ming, was the undisputed First Young Master of the current generation in the imperial city.

"Xiao Lang..."

Dongfang Hongdou worriedly called out to Xiao Lang. Yun Zishan did not say anything, only his eyes flickered with excitement.

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Lang laughed, he was bold and heroic, his gaze looking at Zuo Ming who was slowly walking over, and at last at the ten over young masters behind Zuo Ming: "Why are you not saying a word? Do not believe in Zuo Ming? Or do you guys not dare to? "

"Alright!"

"I made a bet!"

"Young master Ming, it's all up to you!"

They naturally believed in Zuo Ming, and there were even more people who suspected that Xiao Lang winning at the palace banquet was definitely a despicable and shameless sneak attack, or perhaps Zuo Ming was too careless. Otherwise, how could Zuo Ming, who was still one realm away, lose? Furthermore, Zuo Ming was still able to use his soul, so there was no need to talk about the outcome, there was no suspense at all.

The only ones who did not speak were Xiao Kuang and the four Children of Xiao Family s. Although they also wished that Zuo Ming could ruthlessly beat him up, they were still members of the Xiao Family, so they naturally would not speak up in such a situation!

"Good!" Remember to immediately back off when you see me in the future! "

However, his gaze swept across Yun Zishan's face as he said indifferently: "Zi Shan, Hong Dou, warm up my wine, I'll come back later and drink with you guys!"

Zi Shan, Red Bean!

Two extremely intimate greetings, stabbed deeply into everyone's ears, and stabbed into Zuo Ming's heart. All the young masters and Zuo Ming subconsciously looked towards Yun Zishan and Dongfang Hongdou, but noticed that the two of them did not have any anger at all.

Just one day?

Xiao Lang had only taken down two of the capital's most beautiful flowers?

How preposterous!

This was exactly the kind of effect Xiao Lang wanted!

His body was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain as he leapt into the air. With a flash of silver light, three Throwing Knife s flew into the air and headed straight for Zuo Ming's chest.

"Soul Possession!"

Zuo Ming's pupils contracted as he immediately shouted. Behind him, a silver shadow appeared and entered his body. His feet suddenly flashed with a silver light, his body flashed, and easily dodged Xiao Lang's Throwing Knife.

"Speed type soul?"

Xiao Lang's face tightened as he groaned on the inside. He had guessed that Zuo Ming's soul would definitely be offensive or defensive in nature. He wasn't even afraid of that. However, right now it was the incomparably hard to deal with speed type. With his super strong battle instinct, his battle consciousness would be suppressed. After all, with such speed, there were some things that were hard to calculate.

Swoosh!

Without waiting for Xiao Lang to think further, Zuo Ming's body turned into a white shadow and quickly rushed towards him. Her speed was so fast that it was comparable to Qian Xun who did not release his soul!

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

There was no other way, Xiao Lang could only continuously shoot out Throwing Knife s at tricky angles in an attempt to stop Zuo Ming from approaching or injure him.

However, the Throwing Knife that was extremely ferocious, with almost a hundred percent success rate, was obviously not able to keep up with Zuo Ming's speed, and did not even manage to hit him. Zuo Ming's combat experience was obviously not too bad, and with such a fast speed, he could obviously avoid it easily.

"Hah!"

When he was more than ten metres away from Xiao Lang, Zuo Ming immediately released the Profound Qi, transforming into a crescent shaped green blade light, shooting towards Xiao Lang like lightning.

Xiao Lang's terrifying Perceptual Strength took effect, when the Profound Qi was released, he immediately moved his body to the side. The Profound Qi Blade Light flew past his body at incredible speed and struck a small pit on the ground.

Xiao Lang threw Throwing Knife s, Zuo Ming released Profound Qi from the outside, and the two of them attacked each other from a distance of more than ten meters apart, while dodging at the same time with great speed, yet not daring to get closer. The speed of the Throwing Knife and the Profound Qi was simply too fast. If they could get closer, the two of them had no confidence in dodging it. They could only control the distance between them to attack.

The Profound Qi Blade Light that was released continuously exploded on the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere, Xiao Lang and Zuo Ming's bodies continued to sway, dazzling everyone who saw it.

"Young master Ming, kill this brat!"

"Good luck young master Ming! Kill him!"

A few people cheered for Zuo Ming with faces full of excitement, but not one of them thought that Zuo Ming would lose. Using his soul's speed to reach the War Sovereign Stage, Xiao Lang was only at the early stage of the War General. The difference in power was too great. And most importantly, how many Throwing Knife could Xiao Lang have? Yet, Zuo Ming was able to continuously release Profound Qi outwards …

"Oh, Young Master Lang is in danger!"

Cha Mu didn't even dare to blink, he was very nervous, but his face did not show any sign of regret as he stood by Xiao Lang's side.

Dongfang Hongdou's strength was not bad, his eyes were sharp, he was able to easily judge the situation, and angrily said: "This stupid pig Xiao Lang, you are overestimating yourself, you're going to be humiliated this time right? Sigh … If he is injured, doesn't that mean we have lost our Field Hunting Competition? "

"He doesn't have the strength to be arrogant or conceited. It's also good to receive a lesson from him!"

Yun Zishan held a cup indifferently. She was really warming the wine for Xiao Lang, but she did not think that Xiao Lang could still drink from this cup.

Xiao Dao chewed on the musk deer meat and laughed foolishly as he watched the battle in front of him. His gaze swept across the seven or eight Throwing Knife s on the ground. You all are the fools! "

The Throwing Knife that Xiao Lang was hiding in his sleeves had finally finished shooting, but Zuo Ming still carefully circled Xiao Lang and released the Profound Qi Blade Light from afar. Furthermore, the speed at which it was released became faster and faster, and the angle became more and more tricky. The mocking intention in his words also became more and more obvious.

Xiao Lang awkwardly dodged, like a monkey on a hot pan jumping up and down, unable to attack and could only become a moving target.

Along with the flow of time, Xiao Lang's speed gradually slowed down, the cold sweat on his forehead began to flow unceasingly, and his expression also started to become flustered. It was obvious that the consumption of his Profound Qi and physical strength was too great, causing him to have difficulty dodging the incoming Profound Qi Blade Light.

Ah!

Finally, Zuo Ming shot out an incomparably tricky Profound Qi Blade Light, but Xiao Lang was still unable to dodge it. His left shoulder was shot by the Profound Qi that had turned into a blade beam, and instantly became a pool of blood as his body flew out.

"Hah!"

Zuo Ming's eyes lit up, he immediately increased his speed, jumped up high with one leg, and smashed down right at Xiao Lang's chest.

He had been waiting for this chance!

Last time, Xiao Lang had smashed more than ten of his ribs in the palace. He wanted to repay the debt of blood with blood, so as to let Xiao Lang enjoy this kind of taste and humiliation untouched.