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Let alone the fact that Thousandstone was unable to see through the origins of Ling Jian's martial arts, even the two skilled elites of the Small World Sect were unable to see through Ling Jian's origin.

"Can the two of you perceive the origin of this kid's move?"

Qian Shilang could not help but look at the two of them. After which, he smiled at them and said.

"I couldn't tell, but this kid just kept hiding like a mouse. He's too lazy to pay attention to him."

"That's right, in my opinion, this kid's speed is too fast, and he's good at hiding. He's not far from the mark. He came from the Rat Sect!"

The two of them glanced at each other. However, they chuckled and said to Qian Chao.

Qian Shilang was stunned for a moment. His line of thought was almost replaced by the two's words. The corner of his mouth revealed a bitter smile. He once again lowered his opinion of the two.

Although the strength of these two were not bad, their eyes' discerning ability and their minds were too dull …

"Not good, I might really have been careless!"

When Qian Chao's voice entered Jie Qianqian's ears, the latter's expression changed slightly as he immediately pushed his fists forward like he was pushing a millstone.

The shockwave in front of him was directly blown apart, rising up into the sky like a massive wave.

"Where is he?"

Jie Qianzhi's gaze abruptly froze. In front of him was Ling Jian's figure. That brat, taking advantage of the chaotic spiritual energy, he hid himself there.

"On the head! Be careful, young master Jie! "

Just at this moment, the distant Thousand Shitou suddenly shouted out and like a morning bell, he hit Jie Qianzhi's head.

Jie Qianzhi suddenly raised his head and saw a black shadow above him. It brought with it a tyrannical fist power as it came crashing down from all directions.

"Shaolin Godly Fist!"

Suddenly, the fist's aura turned into a myriad of fist dots. Like raindrops, they densely descended and enveloped Jie Qian.

Jie Qian wanted to dodge, but he helplessly discovered that an enormous pressure was covering his entire body, making it difficult for him to move a single step. He immediately clenched his teeth and furiously slapped his palm towards his opponent.

"How can it be so easy to dodge?" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ling Jian's mouth, and he couldn't help but crook his lips. He had been luring the enemy from the start and displayed his weakness, but now, his plans were not as smooth as he had seen it. If not for the perfect combination of the Wandering Dragon Movement Technique, he would have been seriously injured by Jie Qianzhi's little Celestial Slaughter Art.

If it was a normal person fighting Jie Qian yet still daring to scheme against him, they would have likely already been shattered by the three strikes and their flesh would be unbearable.

But Ling Jian, after all, was an expert with great courage, and with his strange speed, he was able to link all the difficult things together.

Of course, it was all thanks to Jie Qianzhi's carelessness. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so careless. Even if he plotted and plotted, there wouldn't be a scene where he held an absolute advantage.

Of these, the one that Jie Qianjing received was the most important.

All geniuses had a common disease, and this sort of common disease would often become the main culprit behind the hatred and drinking of the vast majority of geniuses.

As the young sect master of a grand little world sect, he naturally had an even higher sense of superiority, pride, confidence, and so forth.

"Ethereal Palm!"

However, towards Jie Qianzhi's defensive measures, Ling Jian only coldly smiled. Glancing at it, his right hand suddenly dropped down. The surrounding strong wind seemed to be thrown away by a waste and brought up a wave of undercurrents.

"Young head Jie, if you can take two of my strikes, I admit defeat!"

At the final moment, Ling Jian still did not forget to use the spoken words of the trap.

This move was definitely an even deeper trap.1

The only thing he was afraid of was that Jie Qianzhi wouldn't go all out and would even leave more thoughts in his mind to escape.

Although Ling Jian felt that he would have the advantage and the possibility of Jie Qianzhi escaping was small, he did not wish for any mishaps to occur.

As expected, when Jie Qianzhi heard Ling Jian's conceited words, he also felt extremely displeased. Without any hesitation, he shouted in his heart, then suddenly stomped his foot on the ground and charged out to fight against Ling Jian.

"Haha, as expected of the head of the World Spiritist Alliance! Powerful! Bold is not something an ordinary person can compare to."

Seeing this, Ling Jian's expression turned cold and his heart was at ease. Indeed, the stronger the feeling of superiority in one's heart, the harder it was for them to tolerate others acting tough in front of them, and Jie Qianzi was no exception.

If it was a normal calm genius or genius disciple of the Humble Class, he would definitely not foolishly fight against Ling Jian who held the advantage. Instead, he would retreat and move forward, temporarily avoiding the danger.

But, he is Young Master Jie …

Boom!

However, just as Jie Qianzhi's feet left the ground, Ling Jian's fist force completely descended, and like the explosive power of a tiger falling from the sky, it fiercely slammed into Jie Qian's side. However, just as Jie Qianzhi's feet left the ground, Ling Jian's fist force completely descended, and like the explosive power of a tiger falling from the sky, it fiercely slammed onto Jie Qian's side.

This battle wave was like a circular pillar of light, completely covering the two of them and cutting off everyone's line of sight …

"Young master Jie is still as fierce as he was back then. I remember that back then, it was with this method that he killed a martial artist with the seventh level of the Martial Dao. Although he paid a huge price, the rise in young master Jie was closely related to it."

One of the two experts amongst the two experts smiled and nodded when he saw this.

From his point of view, what the young master had was an air of bravery. Fighters needed that type of atmosphere.

"Yeah, but that boy is quite strong. I can't see what school this boy is from at all. If possible, if it's Old Gray, come over and rope him into our little world school."

The other expert glanced at the place that was blocked by the light pillar and withdrew his gaze with a bit of pain in his eyes.

However, there wasn't much fear on his face. Or rather, it could be said that he was extremely confident in Jie Qianzhi. So much so that when he was blindly within the same realm, there was no way he could defeat him.

Qian Shilang somewhat panickedly withdrew his stinging eyes. The place where the two of them were fighting had formed into a chaotic aura. That aura was extremely pressuring and even caused serious damage to one's sight.

"Who is he? He's actually this strong? Is young master Jie in danger?"

Qian Shilang's heart was in turmoil. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Jie Qianzhi's abilities, it was just that Ling Jian's methods made him feel restless. This uneasiness came from the bottom of his heart …

His right eyelid was jumping...

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