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Chapter 108 I don’t care who you are

"Who is that monk?"

Zhong Lin asked curiously.

"I don't know him, but the palm technique he just used is the Vajra Palm, which is a martial art from Hanshan Temple. I think he must be a monk from Hanshan Temple."

Mei Weixuan touched his chin and said casually.

"Sir, that man is called Master Chengguang, an abandoned disciple of Hanshan Temple. He has reached the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm martial arts cultivation. It is said that he was expelled from Hanshan Temple because of his bloodlust and his unbecoming behavior towards monks. His powerful Vajra Palm is extremely powerful."

Erxi explained on the side.

"Don't worry about him, let's go to Baixianglou quickly! I'm almost smelling of stewed food." Mei Weixuan said impatiently.

After saying that, he walked forward.

Zhong Lin lowered his head and sniffed himself, and also smelled a sour odor.

Because they had stopped before to buy the Five Poisons, the two of them had been running all the way for the last few days without much rest in between. Their bodies had already become sour and smelly. Not to mention Mei Weixuan, even Zhong Lin felt uncomfortable and just wanted to take a hot bath to wash off the dust.

Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried horse hoofbeats sounds coming from the front.

"Get out of here, get out of here right now."

But in the distance, I saw two fast horses galloping past on the crowded street.

The street itself is not wide, and both sides are occupied by vendors. There are a lot of pedestrians coming and going on the road, and some people are not careful and are knocked to the ground.

A child of four or five years old, who might have been lost, was standing in the middle of the street. A horse galloped towards him with no intention of stopping.

Zhong Lin frowned, reached for his waist with his right hand, and then swung it violently.

The white python whip turned into a white shadow and was tied around the child's waist at the critical moment. With a strong pull, the child flew directly into Zhong Lin's palm.

The horse galloped over and collided head-on with Mei Weixuan who was walking in front.

"Go away."

Mei Weixuan's face turned dark, and the steps that were about to move away suddenly stopped. Facing the galloping horse, he slapped it with his palm.

boom!
With a neigh, the horse fell down and the person on the horse quickly jumped up.

"Damn it! Who hurt my horse? Do you know who I am?"

The man on horseback swung the whip in his hand directly at Mei Weixuan's face.

Mei Weixuan reached out and grabbed the horsewhip in his hand, and no matter how the man pulled, he couldn't pull it out.

He looked at the person in front of him with dangerous eyes: "Ask your mother who you are. Do you know who I am?"

"you……"

At this time, the person on the other horse stopped his furious companion and looked at Mei Weixuan carefully.

Although Mei Weixuan looked dusty and extremely embarrassed at this time, if you look closely you will find that he has a fair complexion, an elegant temperament, and his clothes are extremely exquisite, which are definitely not something that ordinary people in the world can possess.

"Sir, calm down. We brothers were in a hurry and bumped into you. I hope you can forgive us."

"Why waste your time talking to him? He dares to mess with the people from our Tianlong Gang. He's seeking death."

After saying that, he dropped the whip, drew out the long sword from his waist and slashed at Mei Weixuan.

The blow was powerful and heavy, the movement was very cool and fast, as if it wanted to behead Mei Weixuan with one blow.

Mei Weixuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he made a lightning-fast move, grabbing the sharp blade with his flesh and blood body.

Stab it!

There was a clear sound, and the man who drew the knife's eyes widened.

His invincible sword was actually caught by someone with bare hands, and it seemed effortless. The hand holding the sword did not move at all, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull the sword out.

boom!
The big knife was like paper when Mei Weixuan pinched it, and was crushed into a ball of scrap metal in the blink of an eye.

"The knife is good, but the knife skills are too weak, and the person is also rubbish." Mei Weixuan said coldly. "Holding a steel knife with your hand will turn iron into mud."

The two of them felt a surge of fear in their hearts, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Being able to do this with bare hands and crush the steel knife in his hand with ease, this kind of person can only be a martial arts expert of the third grade who has condensed his qi and blood. It is obvious that the young man in front of him is a superior third grade martial artist.

"Sir, please spare us. We are..."

Finally realizing that he had hit a wall, he quickly begged for mercy and pointed out the forces behind him.

call out!
Mei Weixuan's fingers trembled, and the scrap iron in his hand split into two, cutting through the void and directly hitting the center of the eyebrows of the two people.

With a muffled sound, a bloody hole appeared on the forehead of each of them, and blood and brain matter flowed out.

Without even a scream, he fell straight to the ground and died.

"I don't care who you are."

Zhong Lin behind him saw the whole scene and felt secretly moved.

Mei Weixuan always joked and scolded with me, seemingly showing off, but he was extremely arrogant in his heart. He had already reached the fifth level of inner strength at such a young age. Ordinary people were not even worthy of his attention.

He put the child down in his arms. At this time, the child's mother came over, took the child, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin quickly helped the mother and child up, shaking his head and saying, "Wuyun City will be quite chaotic these days. Keep an eye on the child and leave for a while if possible."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much, benefactor."

Without paying any attention to the two bodies on the ground, the three continued walking towards Baixiang Tower.

The pedestrians on both sides were also used to it. Fights lead to deaths! They've seen it too many times these days. It's not a big deal.

Soon the three of them arrived at Baixiang Tower. After reminiscing about the past, Zhong Lin and the other two went upstairs to wash up. Half an hour later, they walked out feeling refreshed.

"Zhong Lin, do you want to go shopping at the Treasure Pavilion?"

"Doesn't the auction start tomorrow?" Zhong Lin asked doubtfully.

"The auction doesn't start until tomorrow, but that doesn't mean you can't buy things now. It's just that some of the things in the bottom boxes will be kept until tomorrow. Do you want to go and have a look? It is said that there are many good things in the Treasure Pavilion. It's a rainy day - you have nothing to do anyway, so why not go and have a look? Maybe you can find some treasures!" Mei Weixuan tempted.

Zhong Lin put down the teacup in his hand. To be honest, he was also quite curious.

"Walk."

In order to ensure the smooth progress of this auction, Treasure Pavilion built a huge auction venue in the south of the city three months in advance.

At this time, the auction house was not open to the public yet, but a five-story wooden building next to it was bustling with people coming and going, with all kinds of people from the martial arts world coming in and out, as well as some dignitaries in gorgeous clothes.

Everything was in good order, not as chaotic as the street before.

It’s not because they follow the rules, but because they don’t dare.

The Treasure Pavilion is more than just a chamber of commerce. Its powerful influence makes people afraid to cause trouble.

"Hello, gentlemen. May I ask if you are here at the Treasure Pavilion to sell or buy things?"

As soon as Zhong Lin and the other two walked in, a disciple with the word "treasure" embroidered on his chest came up to greet them.

This disciple's eyes were gleaming with brilliance, his body was powerful, and he had a broad back and strong arms. It was obvious at first glance that he was a seventh-grade warrior who had mastered bone training.

With this level of skill, one could open a martial arts school and recruit disciples in Heishan County, but he didn't expect that he would be just a welcoming disciple in the Treasure Pavilion. It can only be said that it is worthy of being a chamber of commerce spanning three countries, and it is indeed powerful.

“Sell some things and buy some things.”

Mei Weixuan took a step forward and raised his hand. A stream of energy and blood brewed in his palm, and a hot breath swept around.

"Ah! A warrior of the middle third rank!"

The disciple from the Treasure Pavilion's expression instantly became more polite.

"Invite you."

(End of this chapter)