223: C223 Very Ordinary

C223 Very Ordinary

But even if Ang Lu was Martial Cultivator, Zhao Jinbao would not be afraid. In his eyes, the current Ang Lu had the same strength as the leader of the Zhou's, that is to say, he did not even need to use the power of the dragon pearl, he could just use his own pure physical strength.

Ang Lu's black eyes stared straight at Zhao Jinbao. He could tell that Zhao Jinbao was not an ordinary person, so even though his punch seemed very fast and violent, Zhao Jinbao definitely had time to react, but what did the other party mean by realizing that he did not do anything at all?

Scared silly? It was obviously impossible. Could it be that she was looking down on him and wanted to show off in front of everyone?

Two possibilities lingered in Ang Lu's mind, and very quickly, Ang Lu eliminated the first possibility. Not to mention a brat like Zhao Jinbao who had not dried up yet, even if he was his hanger-on in Sun Family, facing his own punch, it would still be impossible for Zhao Jinbao to be so calm and collected.

However, this does not mean that your speed and defense is first-rate. In other words, any martial cultivation expert, when facing a Martial Cultivator whose strength is lower than theirs, would show contempt. However, in the face of a real battle, they would still treat it seriously.

Because you may have been caught in a trap!

Therefore, there was a saying in the world of martial arts: Never look down on your opponent, even if you are very strong!

Now that Zhao Jinbao had displayed such an appearance, it was undoubtedly for the sake of posturing and not wanting to lose his life. At the same time that Ang Lu was sneering in his heart, he was also extremely unhappy, especially when he saw that Zhao Jinbao did not seem to care about anything else.

"Since you want to act cool, I will make you pay the price!" Ang Lu's heart flashed with a cold intent, now, he did not only want to teach Zhao Jinbao a lesson, he also wanted to cripple him.

The fist was getting closer and closer, but Zhao Jinbao still did not move. In just a short second, it was enough for the surrounding bystanders to react, and the two sides who were talking to each other earlier, had actually attacked in the next moment. Furthermore, the one who attacked was Ang Lu.

In the capital, Ang Lu's reputation was not small, every time Sun Zhendong came out, Ang Lu would always do the deed, that kind of method, was simply a nightmare for ordinary people, breaking an arm or a leg was nothing out of the ordinary.

Ah!" An ear-piercing scream came out from Lin Miaomiao's mouth, causing Zhao Jinbao to frown. He really didn't know where this little girl got such a loud voice, if he was any closer, he would probably be deaf.

Accompanying the scream, Ang Lu's fist finally reached a distance away from Zhao Jinbao's chest, and Zhao Jinbao had also moved at this time. His hand was extremely quick and precise, instantly grabbing onto Ang Lu's fist that was smashing towards him.

Although Ang Lu was not an expert, the amount of energy he was unleashing could not be underestimated. Furthermore, Zhao Jinbao had slapped Sun Zhendong's face in order to act tough, and had purposely waited for Ang Lu's fist to reach him before making a move, in order to show off his strength. Thus, under Ang Lu's fierce punch, Zhao Jinbao's palm was forcibly pushed back a few inches.

However, it was still only a few inches. After all, a body that had been transformed by a dragon pearl was never something that an ordinary Martial Cultivator could match!

Zhao Jinbao was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he did not expect that this brat did not pretend to be perfect, but seeing these few inches in front of Ang Lu's eyes, it was completely different.

To be able to withstand such a punch without any preparation, how terrifying must the strength of this man in front of him be! He was probably comparable to the guests hired by the family with a huge sum of money!

But, Ang Lu was not the only shocked one, because he suddenly realised, he could not retract his fist, or more accurately speaking, Zhao Jinbao had grabbed onto his fist.

Zhao Jinbao's five fingers were comparable to steel bars, firmly buckling onto the back of Ang Lu's hand, preventing him from pulling away. No matter how hard Ang Lu tried, Zhao Jinbao's fingers could not loosen up even a little.

As their fists and palms clashed, Lin Miaomiao's screams stopped just like that. In comparison, Lin Jiaqi was much calmer, but her face was also slightly pale.

Sun Zhendong, who was behind Ang Lu, had a smile on his face and his eyes were always on Lin Jiaqi, because in his eyes, Ang Lu had dealt with Zhao Jinbao more than enough, he did not even need to waste his time. As for the severity of the attack, that was none of his business.

However, he did not hear the miserable shrieks that he expected to hear, as Lin Jiaqi's gaze was currently fixated on the two people who were about to "battle". While he was feeling suspicious in his heart, Sun Zhendong's gaze landed on Ang Lu.

Ang Lu still maintained his fist movement, with one leg in front and the other behind, his body slightly leaned forward. This movement looked very fierce, but it was only limited to that one moment, if he was able to maintain this posture under static conditions, then he would be extremely ugly, like a fat goose pulling its bottom.

Sun Zhendong's gaze froze, he did not like Ang Lu's actions either. He immediately opened his mouth and asked: "Ang Lu, what are you doing?"

His tone was a bit cold and displeased.

"Less... Young master, this person … "Hiss …" Ang Lu's heart was covered in cold sweat, this was the worst thing he had ever done in his entire life. It was originally meant to teach a lesson, now it was himself who got taught a lesson.

But before he could finish speaking, Zhao Jinbao suddenly exerted strength in his palms. Soon after, Ang Lu felt a huge force wrap around his fist, and then, compress, compress, and compress it again, until he was unable to speak because of the pain.

The smile on Sun Zhendong's face finally calmed down, and the frivolous expression on his face disappeared. Things did not happen as he had imagined, even though he was proud of being a popinjay, he also realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Jinbao tilted his head, revealing two rows of large white teeth. With a pure smile on his face, he said: "Who's that grandson? Your subordinates seem to be very ordinary!"

Very ordinary ~ ~

The truth was as if Zhao Jinbao had ruthlessly slapped his face with a big slap. The identity of one of his great Martial Cultivator s, and the bodyguard for the second young master Sun Family of the provincial capital, was extremely noble and honorable. Even ordinary officials would have to be respectful towards him when they saw him, but now, Zhao Jinbao had used the word very simply to describe him.1

However, what made him cough up blood the most was not Zhao Jinbao's words, but was what Zhao Jinbao had said. He could not show any sort of expression, he had to listen quietly!

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