"Xie Zhihu, you are Upper Sixth Rank who has survived Life Tribulation, how can you have the nerve to challenge Yang Iron Clothes."
Yun Buchuan said with a faint smile, "I will take Yang Iron Clothes and the others back to the Iron Clothes Department to report on their work. Please don't block the way again."
Xie Zhihu smiled and handed over:
"Master Yun, this Yang Iron Clothes scolded me so hard just now that he insisted on challenging my uncle to a duel.
He and I are both Sixth Rank, and he even has a record of beating Ming Xin to death. Come to think of it, if I beat him, it doesn't count... to bully the small ones?"
Gu Weizhou immediately smiled and said:
"There are so many people here today, are you Iron Clothes Department scared?"
Just like the rumors, you only use the strong to bully the weak. When you meet a stronger one, your knees will weaken."
Yun Buchuan's face darkened, and the Iron Clothes he brought glanced around.
I saw that all the Grain Transport Workers of Cao Gang, the Peddlers selling goods here, the fishermen selling fish, and all the Merchants from all walks of life were all staring at what was going on here.
Xu Wenjun's eyes moved and he smiled slightly:
"Master Yun, let Yang Iron Clothes make the decision on this matter."
Yun Buchuan recalled the scene when Yang Ling killed Ming Xin.
"This kid does have the fighting power of Upper Sixth Rank, but Xie Zhihu is not just a simple Upper Sixth Rank..."
Xie Zhihu looked at Yang Ling and smiled:
"Yang Iron Clothes, where did your arrogant energy go?"
"Are you going to wait for the Iron Clothes Department to stand up for you?"
Yang Ling ignored him and asked Yun Buchuan:
"Master Yun, would it be illegal for me to challenge him here?"
"As long as you make arrangements between yourselves and Iron Clothes Department is taking care of it, it's not illegal."
Yun Buchuan said in deep thought.
"That's good."
Yang Ling waved to Xie Zhihu:
"Since you want to stand up for this piece of shit like Gu Weizhou, then I will teach you a lesson first, and then I'll beat your boss after I've beaten you."
Xie Zhihu chuckled, "Just talking..."
Yang Ling disappeared in place.
Xie Zhihu frowned slightly, Cultivation Method started running, and Dual Attribute surged instantly.
As a result, the next second, he suddenly felt something grabbing his hair.
Before he could react, violent attacks like a storm were falling on his face.
Yang Ling grabbed Xie Zhihu's head and slapped her again and again.
"You're talking about it, right? You're talking about it! You're talking about it..."
He did not use weapons, nor did he use other Martial Skill.
Just run Vajra Mingwang Technique and Great Grade Azure Dragon Force.
His slap created a terrifying afterimage.
It can hit seventy or eighty times in one second.
In less than three seconds, Yang Ling suddenly let go.
Xie Zhihu fell down like a puddle of mud.
His lips were swollen and looked like two Lap Cheong.
At the same time, the entire face showed varying degrees of swelling.
The bridge of the nose that was originally somewhat straight was suddenly flattened in half by these hundreds of palms.
Now there is no trace of handsomeness on his face.
Even the uncle Gu Weizhou can't recognize his own Martial Nephew.
He looked stunned, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.
The Confucian scholars present were exactly the same as him. Their brains had not yet turned around and they were not quite sure what was going on.
Yun Buchuan is a little surprised. How much stronger does this guy seem to be compared to the last time we met?
Lu Yunchen looked at Xie Zhihu on the ground, then at Yang Ling, and swallowed subconsciously.
Now he can no longer connect Yang Ling with the junior who was tested by him.
Could this be the same person?
He asked himself that even if he was extremely aggressive, he would never be able to defeat Upper Sixth Rank like Xie Zhihu.
"It seems that Ming Xin really died in his hands..."
Hong Ruohai and others took a deep breath.
As Command Department's Iron Clothes, they have seen Ming Xin's methods.
After hearing that Ming Xin died in favor of Changhe Prefecture and a newly promoted Iron Clothes Department Master, I actually didn't believe it.
I feel like someone is paving the way for his nephew and giving him credit.
This time, they finally saw Yang Iron Clothes's methods with their own eyes.
It has to be said that none of them will be the opponent of Yang Iron Clothes.
"Yes, having Fire Flood Dragon Island can indeed take care of Qingnian."
Xu Wenjun is very satisfied, and the dissatisfaction with the other party for eating that Qi and Blood Tai Sui has also subsided a bit.
At this moment, the huge dock fell into a dead silence.
The eyes of those Player present were full of excitement.
Although they couldn't quite understand the battle just now, it was over quickly.
But this is also the first time they have seen the master battle between Divine Realm Native up close!
"It's amazing. The speed of Iron Clothes is almost the same as that of Superman, and there are afterimages!"
"Is the upper limit of this Divine Domain so high? Does Sixth-Rank Expert have such a method?"
"Martial Arts Training! You must Martial Arts Training well! If you don't Martial Arts Training, if you don't Level Up, you won't even be qualified to escape when you encounter such a master in the future!"
After many Player calmed down, they felt a great sense of crisis in their hearts.
Carrying Level Up here day after day made them a little numb.
I also feel that some things Jianghu are far away from them.
Now they dare not think so.
If the fight between such masters were more violent, the aftermath would kill them all.
"Yang Ling! If I Martial Nephew have three longs and two shorts..."
Gu Weizhou gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Ling.
"You want to challenge me!? Come on!"
Yang Ling disappeared into a gust of wind.
In an instant, I gave Gu Weizhou more than twenty kicks!
He withdrew his strength and did not cast Treading the Void, nor Double Critical Hit, nor Azure Dragon Force.
Gu Weizhou was kicked and moved several hundred meters away from the ground, and stopped after hitting a container.
The nearby Grain Transport Worker subconsciously spread out in all directions, their eyes a little frightened.
Lu Yunchen had no time to stop him and murmured:
"Didn't Yun Ruo tell you to keep a low profile..."
Yun Buchuan immediately looked at the group of stunned Confucian scholars:
"Their competition is over. Take them back to recuperate."
One sentence sets the tone.
Competing, this is not illegal in Zhao State.
The group of Confucian scholars were furious and their whole bodies were shaking.
They had never seen Martial Officer who dared to take action at the slightest disagreement, and for a while they didn't even dare to verbally abuse him again.
Yang Ling walked quickly to Xie Zhihu, squatted down and asked:
"Where are you Junior Martial Uncle? Are you at Capital? Are you at the Star Gazing Academy?"
Xie Zhihu has come back to his senses. There is only a slit in his swollen eyes, and he cannot see clearly the figure of the person in front of him:
"Junior Martial Uncle is not here. Capital is out traveling..."
Have you gone on a trip?
Yang Ling After listening to this guy's heartbeat and feeling the speed of blood flowing in his body, he was sure that he was not lying.
But he didn't quite believe that Luo Kai would travel.
"Either at Capital or went to the Rong Tribe."
"With Divine Realm Chat Channel, he can completely control those Immortal God Cult Disciple in Capital."
"Very good, these believers can spot Attribute Panel at a glance and it's not difficult to deal with them."
Thinking like this, the group of Confucian scholars had already moved Xie Zhihu away from Yang Ling with vigilant faces, and helped Gu Weizhou away in a hurry.
Yun Buchuan called out to Yang Ling and the others with some helplessness, and rushed towards the Iron Clothes Department.
Cao Gang's steward immediately came forward and scolded everyone to continue working.
The pier has once again returned to its previous bustle.
"Guild President, just now I seemed to hear the name of Iron Clothes, who has the same name as our Rank One."
One Grain Transport Worker Player looked at him and said cautiously.
Player nearby heard this and suddenly fell into silence.
After a few breaths, they looked shocked.
Iron Clothes, Yang Ling, isn't that Rank One!?
"Rank One has entered Beijing!"
Grain Transport Worker Player, known as Guild President, murmured:
"The storm is about to come..."
A Cao Gang steward happened to pass by and scolded:
"You're not working and you're reading poetry here!?"
Grain Transport Worker Player who were present immediately dispersed and worked hard.