C152 Tang Thirty-two Fist Arts

"Am I right? Did he really eat you? " Yao Suman couldn't help but ask as she looked at Su Haoyue's blushing face.

"What does eldest senior sister mean by being eaten by him?" Su Haoyue couldn't help but ask as she looked at the approaching Yao Suman.

Upon hearing this, Yao Suman's beautiful face flushed red. Thinking about how Su Haoyue had been pressed to the ground by Ji Haotian, she scolded in her heart, "Didn't that guy do anything to you just now?"

"Yes, I saw everything just now!" Su Haoyue said as a matter of fact.

Yao Suman looked at Su Haoyue who was standing far away like a little white rabbit. When she thought of what Su Haoyue had said at the time, she immediately became extremely angry, "Come, let me bring you to find that guy. "I'm going to make that guy responsible for you."

"Eldest Senior Sister, let's not go!" Su Haoyue lightly fiddled with the corner of her clothes, and spoke to stop him.

It was already awkward enough for her to go in the past, did she have to ask her senior sister to go in as well?

"How can you not go over, that guy already did that kind of thing to you, how can you sit still?" Yao Suman asked.

"But, eldest senior sister, isn't it better for the two of us to go over like this?" Su Haoyue muttered.

"What's wrong with that?" Yao Suman asked.

"Senior Sister could not help but quicken her steps, gently pushed open the door to Ji Haotian's room, and glanced at the door with her beautiful eyes. Her face was completely red, and after letting out a scream, she regained her usual composure, and asked," Little Junior Brother, do you want to bathe together with me? "

Ji Haotian looked at the big senior sister who was standing far away and revealed a charming smile. His scalp went numb, and after calling "spirit of the demon" in his heart, he quickly put on his robe and walked out of the room.

"Eldest senior sister, you also went in just now. Can it be that both of us have monkeys?" Su Haoyue rubbed her stomach and asked.

After Yao Suman heard this, she couldn't help but think of the scene just now. Her beautiful face couldn't help but turn slightly red as she walked forward with large strides.

Su Haoyue looked at the big senior sister who was leaving in a hurry, and a blank look appeared in his eyes.

"Let's go out and eat." Ji Haotian looked at the distant Su Haoyue, and said.

"Oh." Hearing this, Su Haoyue lightly nodded, and glanced at her stomach from time to time. Her small hand lightly pulled on the corner of Ji Haotian's clothes, and they walked into the distance.

The two of them passed through three intersections and arrived at Qing Xuan Hall.

Qing Xuan Tower was situated at the entrance of a marketplace. Normally, it was bustling with people coming and going.

After Ji Haotian arrived at the second floor, he headed towards a window seat.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"One jar of Drunken Immortal Wine, pick up the rest of the specialties from your store!" Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"Look, that kid is actually sitting on Tang Mo's seat. This is going to be a good show!"

"Yes, I heard that the Tang Clan's eldest son, Tang Mo, is a frequent visitor here and his strength has reached the late Nascent Soul Stage. He is ranked one hundred on the True Dragon Ranking. This kid actually dared to sit here. He is simply courting death!"

"That's right, this kid is wearing the Heavenly Law Academy's student uniform. I think he is at most at the peak of the Jindan Stage, I'm afraid he can't even break through the Nascent Soul Realm."

All the cultivators that were gathered looked at Ji Haotian and discussed.

In the eyes of the crowd, Ji Haotian actually dared to occupy the position that belonged to Tang Mo.

"Brat, I don't care who you are, but I advise you to obediently scram from here!"

A young man wearing a long cyan robe with starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows looked at Ji Haotian who was seated in his original position, and asked with his brows slightly knitted.

"Are you talking about me?" After Ji Haotian heard this, his brows slightly knitted as he asked.

"Haha, I'm just talking about you. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and f * ck off." I am the Eldest Young Master of the Tang Clan, Tang Mo. "Do you know my name now?" Tang Mo coldly snorted. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes as he lightly spoke.

In his opinion, Ji Haotian was just a small cultivator who had just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm. How could he be placed in the top hundred of the True Dragon Rankings? He already thought about how he had reported his name, and how the kid in the distance had left with a face full of dust.

"Oh, so it's a dog raised by the Tang Clan!" "Then don't stand here, it will affect my meal!" Ji Haotian said calmly.

"Brat, do you know what you're saying?" I am a disciple of the Tang Clan's direct line of descent, yet you, a mere cultivator who has just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, dare to be so arrogant in front of me. "What qualifications do you have to be compared with me? You want to fight over a seat with someone like you? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?" Tang Mo let out a cold snort, his gaze sweeping past Ji Haotian, and glanced at Su Haoyue who was seated beside him.

As far as he was concerned, as long as he said he was a direct descendant of the Tang Clan, the girl in the distance would immediately throw herself into his arms!

Furthermore, if he was able to get the person in his seat to leave dejectedly, the Goddess would definitely treat him differently.

"Brat, did you not hear that?"

Tang Mo sneered before leaping into the air and throwing a punch.

Wherever the fist passed by, a fierce gust of wind would be created and the surrounding tables and chairs would all be blown backwards.

"Get lost!"

Ji Haotian's voice exploded like thunder, shouting loudly. Seeing Tang Mo attack him from afar caused his brows to furrow slightly, and he silently thought of the flaw in his plan.

"Tang Mo, a direct descendant of the Tang Clan. Mid Nascent Soul Stage. Flaws. Wind Gate."

Ji Haotian felt the message from the Heavenly Law Calabash, and glanced at Tang Mo who was in the distance with an indifferent expression.

Tang Mo felt Ji Haotian's gaze and his expression became extremely ugly. He was a disciple of the Tang Clan's direct line of descent. The wind from the punch became stronger and stronger.

"Look, this is the Tang Clan's secret technique, Tang Thirty-second Fist Art!"

"Tang Mo has actually reached the Initial Stage!"

"This time, that kid is in trouble!"

When the numerous cultivators saw Tang Mo's fist, they all sighed for Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian looked at the fist that was gradually becoming larger, he suddenly extended his hand out, and gently waved it in front of him.

With such a delicate strength, half of Tang Mo's fist had long since been cut off.

Ji Haotian retracted his right hand, took a sudden step forward, and with a light stroke of his left foot, he directly arrived behind Tang Mo. His right fist suddenly clenched, and smashed towards Tang Mo's back, which was in the distance.