710: C710 Eldest Brother

C710 Eldest Brother

When his fist was less than a millimeter away from Zhou Lingjun's head, it stopped abruptly.1

Ren Qianyuv's face was flushed red with disbelief. No matter how much strength he used, he couldn't break through this short distance of one millimeter. He raised his head and shouted angrily, "You're sneaky! Since you're here, show yourself!"

Suddenly, without any warning, a foot appeared out of nowhere beside Zhou Lingjun. Just like that, Ren Qianyuv's eyes opened wide in shock.

Following that, another palm appeared. Without any warning, the palm suddenly appeared in the air and struck towards Ren Qianyuv's chest.

Ren Qianyuv had no choice but to give up on killing Zhou Lingjun. He felt a heavy pressure from the palm that appeared out of thin air.

The same punch landed on that palm. With a dull boom, Ren Qianyuv was sent flying. He retreated over a dozen steps and his arm instantly became numb.

At this moment, Ren Qianyuv was extremely shocked. Until now, he still didn't know what kind of existence he was fighting against, and it was just a hand that appeared out of thin air to actually be able to repel him.

Ever since he got the inheritance from the old man in charge of the orphanage, he had never met such a terrifying enemy. He felt like he couldn't resist. Ren Qianyuv stared at the hand and foot in the air and couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

Just who was it that had attacked him, and it was definitely not a friend, but an enemy!

Under Ren Qianyuv's bewildered gaze, the hand and the foot suddenly moved. The air clearly rippled with water ripples. Gradually, the arm, the body, the butt …

Until a man walked out of thin air. He was about thirty years old. He wore a white robe and held a folding fan in his hand.

The man exuded a scholarly aura. He was tall and had a pure white appearance. He had the scholarly bearing of the Shang Jing Imperial Examinations from ancient times.

Ren Qianyuv frowned. Even though this person was very strong, he could not feel any pressure or fluctuation from his body. It even made him feel an illusion. This person made him feel intimate. It was like he saw a ghost.

After the white-robed man appeared, Zhou Lingjun's face lit up. He crawled up from the ground with all his might, ignoring the pain on his body. He bowed to the scholar and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Eldest Martial Brother!"

After Zhou Lingjun reacted, he broke out in a cold sweat and finally experienced the feeling of narrowly escaping death.

Qin Shang, who was not far away, saw the white-robed man appear. Ignoring his injuries, he stumbled forward and said, "Eldest Martial Brother, it's all my fault …"

The white-robed man glanced at the two of them and frowned slightly. He did not say anything as his gaze shifted to Ren Qianyuv.

"Quite a few people have been whispering your name in my ear lately, Ren Qianyuv, haven't they?"

Ren Qianyuv stared straight at the man in white robes. Zhou Lingjun and Qin Shang were already very strong, but when facing this man, they were extremely respectful.

Eldest Martial Brother? Was this Eldest Martial Brother, whom Qin Shang had mentioned before?

Ren Qianyuv was secretly shocked. He remembered what Qin Shang had said before: whether it was Ren Qianyuv or Qin Shang, neither of them could take three moves from Eldest Martial Brother!

Ren Qianyuv didn't believe it before, but from the shout and the slap, he knew that he was far from being this person's opponent.

However, losing doesn't mean losing. Even though Ren Qianyuv knew that he was no match for his opponent, he still could not back down. He snorted coldly: "You can't change your name. That's right, I am Ren Qianyuv!"

Towards this white robed man, Ren Qianyuv never intended to show any mercy. The moment he appeared, he saved Zhou Lingjun, and that was the enemy. The enemy deserved to die!

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