Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

Wu Renxing immediately showed a look of horror.

No one can accept falling from the clouds to the mud.

Especially someone like him, who has spent many years rolling and crawling in the mud, is narrow-minded and has a burning jealousy.

What he couldn't bear was going from being the enviable eldest son of the Wu family to a good-for-nothing like a stray dog ​​on the street.

"What? You don't want to?" Wu Qing stood up and stepped directly on Wu Renxing's broken leg, causing Wu Renxing to scream in agony and almost faint.

Wu Qing listened to Wu Renxing's pitiful screams, but felt a sense of pleasure. Suddenly, he felt that if Wu Renxing's tongue were cut off, it would take away a lot of the fun.

However, if I don't cut it off, I'll still feel a bit uneasy. It's better to cut it off first and then reattach it later, leaving him incomplete, able to speak but unable to articulate clearly.

That's actually even better.

Thinking of this, Wu Qing took a knife and held it out in front of Wu Renxing.

Wu Renxing immediately looked terrified. "Wu Qing, what do you want to do?"

Wu Qing patted Wu Renxing's face with the knife. "What do you think? I'm returning everything you did to me. Isn't that fair?"

"I...no, Wu Qing, please don't cut out my tongue! I'm Chairman Hong's godson now. If you cut out my tongue, he'll definitely retaliate tenfold, a hundredfold! Have you thought about that?"

Wu Renxing screamed in panic and continued to threaten Wu Qing.

"Then let him try." Wu Qing sneered and stabbed Wu Renxing in the mouth with the knife in his hand.

"Stop!" A furious shout rang out, and with the roar, a middle-aged man strode over at great speed, creating gusts of wind; he was clearly no ordinary person.

"Godfather! Save me! Cripple him!" Wu Renxing shouted excitedly when he saw the man.

The man was Wu Renxing's godfather, Hong Feihu, the president of the Jiangcheng Iron Fist Association.

Hong Feihu ignored Wu Renxing and stared intently at Wu Qing.

"So you are Wu Qing?" Hong Feihu asked in a deep voice.

The Wu family was only a second-rate wealthy family in Jiangcheng.

The Wu family is known for its upright character, so they have no dealings with the Iron Fist Society and are not comfortable with each other.

Wu Qing had never met Hong Feihu.

Therefore, they did not know each other.

Wu Qing nodded slightly: "You're Hong Feihu? The president of the Iron Fist Association?"

Hong Feihu nodded slightly: "That's right. You surprised me. I heard Wu Renxing say that he broke both your legs, nailed you to a coffin, and cut out your tongue."

"But now, you are completely unharmed. Not only are your injuries fully healed, but even your tongue has returned. I am very curious, which expert saved you?"

Wu Qing smiled faintly: "Do you think I'd tell you?"

Hong Feihu frowned: "If you tell me, I can make the decision to cripple Wu Renxing and return half of the Wu family's assets to you."

Wu Qing asked疑惑地问道：“The other half of the assets?”

"That's right, Wu Renxing gave me half of the Wu family's assets before I accepted him as my godson," Hong Feihu said without any concealment.

Wu Renxing's eyes flickered, his face full of resentment, and he hurriedly said, "Godfather, you promised me that you would cripple Wu Qing. You can't go back on your word."

Hong Feihu looked at Wu Renxing as if he were an idiot. "Why should I keep my promise to a heartless ingrate like you? I might break my word, but what can you do about it?"

"Ah..." Wu Renxing felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit, but he dared not refute it, and the resentment in his eyes almost overflowed.

Wu Qing glanced at Wu Renxing with a mocking look. Anyone with a modicum of ambition would despise and scorn this heartless ingrate.

Hong Feihu ignored Wu Renxing and continued looking at Wu Qing: "So? This deal is fair, isn't it?"

Wu Qing smiled faintly: "You're looking for that person so you can break through your limitations, truly enter the Inner Qi Realm, and become an Inner Qi Realm martial artist, right?"

Hong Feihu's expression changed drastically, staring at Wu Qing in disbelief: "How did you know?"

Although he claims to be an Inner Qi Realm martial artist, he has not truly entered the Inner Qi Realm. Instead, he has been stuck at the Great Perfection of the Body Tempering Realm. However, because his Iron Fist Force technique is perfectly integrated, he can generate a trace of Qi, thus possessing some of the power of an Inner Qi Realm martial artist. It can be said that he has few rivals below the Inner Qi Realm level.

But ultimately, he was not a true martial artist at the Inner Qi Realm.

He dreams of breaking through.

Upon hearing Wu Qing's words, he was instantly filled with inexplicable excitement and almost lost his composure.

Wu Qing smiled faintly: "Just answer yes or no."

Hong Feihu's breathing quickened, and he stared at Wu Qing with burning eyes. He suddenly had a premonition that he had found an opportunity to break through. Without hesitation, he nodded and said, "That's right, I'm looking for this expert to break through to the Inner Qi Realm."

"If you can introduce me to someone, I can not only return half of the Wu family's assets to you, but also help you cripple Wu Renxing and reclaim the other half of the Wu family's assets!"

Wu Renxing trembled, his face filled with terror and resentment. He desperately wanted to stop Hong Feihu, but he dared not speak. He desperately wanted to stop Wu Qing, but he couldn't either. For a moment, he was in so much pain and distress that he was almost driven mad.

Seeing Wu Renxing's fear and distress, Wu Qing felt a surge of satisfaction and said to Hong Feihu with a faint smile, "What if I could help you break through?"

Hong Feihu was stunned and asked incredulously, "You can do it?"

Wu Qing smiled but remained silent.

Hong Feihu's breathing became rapid.

He had already learned from Zhang Dabiao that Wu Qing was an Inner Qi Realm martial artist.

Just a few days ago, Wu Qing was an ordinary person who had been severely punished by Wu Renxing.

Even when Su Qingluan was arranged to have a ghost marriage and ultimately be buried with him, Wu Qing was powerless to resist.

But how long has it been?

Wu Qing went from being an ordinary person to becoming an Inner Qi Realm martial artist.

What kind of terrifying existence must that master be?

As a disciple of a master, Wu Qing was naturally no ordinary person either.

If someone says they can help you break through a bottleneck, then they must be confident.

Even if it ultimately fails to help me break through, I won't suffer any loss.

But what if?

What if we break through?

"Alright, as long as you can help me break through, I will not only return the Wu family's assets to you, but also help you reclaim the Wu family. From now on, the Iron Fist Society will be at your beck and call!" Hong Feihu said in a deep voice.

If you don't quickly pledge allegiance to and win over a disciple of such a highly skilled person, you're out of your mind.

Wu Qing smiled and nodded; this was exactly the result he wanted.

With the Iron Fist Society at our disposal, things will be much easier to do in Jiangcheng in the future.

Wu Qing didn't say anything, but flashed to Hong Feihu's side, pointed his fingers like a sword, condensed a dragon aura, and stabbed it towards Hong Feihu's dantian.

Hong Feihu was terrified and instinctively tried to dodge or even resist, but he was shocked to find that under Wu Qing's sword pointing at him, he felt a chill run down his spine and was filled with fear. He could not muster any will to resist and could only be slaughtered at his mercy.

I was utterly shocked.

Is this the terror of a martial artist at the Inner Qi Realm?

No.

wrong.

He had seen real internal energy realm martial artists before, and although they were terrifying, they were definitely not this terrifying.

This is what made Wu Qing such a terrifyingly powerful expert; he was truly too strong.

Just as Hong Feihu was lost in thought, Wu Qing's sword finger had already touched Hong Feihu's dantian.

A surge of dragon energy directly penetrated Hong Feihu's sea of ​​qi, which was as solid as stone and as parched as a desert.

The next moment, the dragon energy flowed through Hong Feihu's entire body, opening up most of his meridians, but not all of them. The thin stream of true energy began to flow like a small stream.

It cycles through the heavens on its own.

After one cycle, it enters the dantian, circulates and is stored.

Internal Qi Realm Achieved!

After doing all this, Wu Qing stopped.

To downplay it, as if nothing had happened.

It was as if I had done something insignificant.

This drove Hong Feihu to a frenzy of excitement, and he roared with laughter, "Hahaha, I, Hong Feihu, have succeeded!"

The next moment, Hong Feihu bowed deeply to Wu Qing, saying, "Hong Feihu greets the master. From now on, please feel free to give any orders!"