946: C946 Are You Here to be a Joke?

C946 Are You Here to be a Joke?

Zhang Xiaoloong nodded with certainty.

However, he still had a smile on his face. In the eyes of the middle-aged man and the disciples of Liuyun Sect, he was a little silly.

"Are you here to make a joke?" The middle-aged man's facial expression turned ugly.

Zhang Xiaoloong's smile faded and he calmly said, "Whether you believe it or not, I am here to kick the sect."

The middle-aged man was angry and amused as he said, "Young man, I think you can be considered an outstanding talent. Don't think that just because you have some ability, you will feel that the world is vast. Where can you not go? This is not a place you can barge into. You should leave as soon as possible. I'll pretend I didn't see anything."

Zhang Xiaoloong shook his head and looked at the middle-aged man. After confirming that the man didn't have any intention of fighting him, he turned around and walked up the stairs.

In his senses, the most powerful Qi in the entire Liuyun Sect was in the hall above the stairs. He didn't want any trouble. If he could defeat their Patriarch, it would be the most effective and direct thing to do.

Seeing his footsteps, the faces of the disciples turned weird.

"Is there something wrong with this man? I think there's something wrong with his brain."

"Don't you know what kind of place our Liuyun Sect is? How dare a young man like him come here and kick our sect? Is his brain damaged by the kick?"

"That's right. Our Patriarch is one of the few experts in the Traditional Martial World. The Great Elder is also a top expert. How can this be possible with just him alone?"

"Let's just wait and see what a joke this is. It has been a long time since we have encountered such a lively event. This can be considered as relieving our boredom."

The surrounding voices sounded somewhat presumptuous, causing Zhang Xiaoloong to furrow his brows.

He stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at the disciple who had been extremely arrogant just now.

The disciple was about to speak, but when he saw Zhang Xiaoloong's gaze, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart, and his mouth was wide open, not daring to continue speaking.

Zhang Xiaoloong smiled faintly and was about to continue walking upwards. However, at this moment, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and he appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Friend, I will repeat this one last time. This isn't a place you can come to."

A majestic Qi gushed out from the middle-aged man's body. His clothes fluttered in the wind as he stared at Zhang Xiaoloong with a serious expression.

However, what made the middle-aged man feel strange was that Zhang Xiaoloong didn't react to his Qi at all, as if he didn't feel it at all.

According to the Qi of an ancient martial artist, the more powerful the Qi was, the more it would attract them. Therefore, Zhang Xiaoloong's current behavior was extremely abnormal.

Glancing at the middle-aged man, Zhang Xiaoloong smiled and said, "You are no match for me, so move aside."

The middle-aged man sneered and said loudly, "I am trying to persuade you not to listen to me. Then let me see what kind of ability you have to break into my Liuyun Sect!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand lightly. However, the majestic spiritual energy contained in it caused the surrounding air to fluctuate.

However, Zhang Xiaoloong's expression was still calm. He glanced at it and then disappeared.

That's right, Zhang Xiaoloong disappeared from their sight just like that.

The middle-aged man's heart trembled slightly. A strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart. In his mind, such a thing was too strange, just like how ___ had appeared before.

His palm stopped in midair because he had already lost the ability to attack his opponent.

Just as he was about to turn around to look, he suddenly felt a pain in his butt, and then his entire body fell to the ground.

Those disciples looked at each other in dismay, holding back their laughter.

Zhang Xiaoloong looked at the sorry state of the opposite party and said helplessly, "Don't follow me anymore. I'll be leaving first."

Zhang Xiaoloong didn't even look at the man. He continued walking upwards.

The middle-aged man's face turned red. He had suffered such a huge loss in front of his disciples. How could he face them in the future?

"Stop him now. If he breaks through, none of you will be able to escape punishment."

The rest of the students didn't dare to laugh anymore. One by one, they rushed forward and surrounded Zhang Xiaoloong.

Zhang Xiaoloong's footsteps finally stopped.

After all, there was no life and death grudge between the two of them. Therefore, to him, he would not deliberately show off his martial power. He felt that he was a person who loved peace. Yes, he loved it very much.

The middle-aged man quickly stood up. Before he could say anything, he saw Zhang Xiaoloong raising his hand and waving it gently.

As if he was chasing away a fly or rejecting something, he waved his hand lightly.

Then something that shocked the middle-aged man happened.

The students were sent flying one by one and fell into a ball.

The middle-aged man's pupils constricted, and he felt as if his worldview had been turned upside down.

Even he could not defeat so many disciples in a single strike. Furthermore, Zhang Xiaoloong seemed to be very relaxed and easy to defeat.

"Could it be that he's actually an old monster?"

The middle-aged man had some doubts in his heart. Half of his embarrassment and anger had disappeared. He even began to hesitate about whether or not he should go up.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xiaoloong's body had already disappeared from the stairs.

When he appeared again, Zhang Xiaoloong had already appeared at the entrance of the hall on the mountaintop.

"Fellow Daoist, I apologize for your visit!"

A long voice came from the hall, and an old man with white hair and beard walked out.

His eyes were bright as he looked forward. However, when he saw Zhang Xiaoloong, he was stunned.

Zhang Xiaoloong was too young, too young.

More importantly, he could naturally tell that this wasn't a disguise technique or a face preserving technique. This was true youth!

"You are the Patriarch of Liuyun Sect?" Zhang Xiaoloong nodded slightly and asked.

The old man frowned. He did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "I don't know who you are."

Zhang Xiaoloong smiled and said calmly, "I am here to kick the sect."

The old man opened his eyes and almost thought that he had misheard.

Kick the sect?

Could it be that he had already become a child's game?

The old man's expression became much colder. He wore a loose Daoist robe. With a wave of his sleeve, a violent wind appeared out of thin air and struck towards Zhang Xiaoloong.

In his opinion, the old man was just a junior who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. After giving him a lesson, he would obediently leave.

However, what puzzled him was how did Zhang Xiaoloong get up here. More importantly, how were the people down there?

The old man closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. He was instantly shocked.2

At the same time, the wind blew in front of Zhang Xiaoloong.

However, he didn't dodge, and just stood there with a smile on his face.

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