Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 187 Discussion

 Dine and banquet in leisure time will never be in a too formal place.

Not counting Mr. Ji, the four of them sat opposite each other, with the distance no more than three feet apart. For the black iron expert, this distance was within reach.

Su smiled evilly and said nothing. The invisible pressure had fallen. Although he didn't make any move, an icy chill suddenly arose in the place.

Xuan Bingjin!

 The Su family passed down their unique skills.

The other people seemed to be very interested and had no intention of blocking it. They obviously wanted to watch the show.

Zhou Jia had no choice but to raise one hand.

The force was as sharp as a knife or a grinding wheel, and the force came apart. The coldness raged around him, and a layer of white frost quietly condensed on the tables, benches, and the ground.

“Senior Su’s skills are exquisite, I am ashamed of myself.” He shook his head slightly:

 “There is no need to discuss things.”

“Young people, you should be domineering, so that you can live up to your character.” Su E said:

“You are young, but you are so mature and prudent. Unlike Leader Lei, you may not be able to fully understand the domineering meaning of the Purple Thunder Ax Technique.”

"rest assured!"

He nodded and said:

“I know you are not good at fists and kicks, so I will suppress your cultivation and won’t really hurt you.”

 Speaking, he pointed a little.

 “呲…”

A gleam of light emerged from his fingertips and pierced Zhou Jia's chest and abdomen. Before the energy came, Zhou Jia felt a stinging pain in his chest and abdomen.

I feel cold all over my body.

The Ice Soul Sword Finger!

The inheritance of the Su family mostly comes from the military. The subtleties may not be as good as those of the Xuantian Alliance, but the lethality is often astonishing.

 The art of killing in the military way comes out in the fight with ferocious beasts and monsters, with fierce murderous intent.

 At this point, Zhou Jia's heart was filled with warning signs.

 He had no doubts.

If you don't try to resist, the opponent will most likely not stop. Even though you won't die, you will inevitably be severely injured.

 “Boom!”

Under the tug of the air machine, Zhou Jia suddenly raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

 Thunder Palm!

The palm force is fierce and domineering, implying the sound of thunder. As soon as the palm force reaches it, the incoming light bursts out immediately, and the cold air rushes everywhere.

"good!"

Su E’s eyes lit up and he exclaimed:

“Brother Zhou’s palm skills look good, at least it’s far from what others said. He’s not good at fists and feet, so the rumors are really not credible.”

As he spoke, he moved his fingers horizontally and vertically, and the ice soul swords came with lightning flashes, making a "chichi" sound, and stabbed Zhou Jia's vital points.

 The other people nodded their heads slightly.

From their perspective, they could see at a glance that although Zhou Jia's palm skills were not bad, they were by no means excellent in the black iron realm.

even,

 Not even ordinary.

  After all, it is only the inheritance of the Tieyuan Sect, and it is already difficult to put it on the stage.

 Fortunately, the strength of his palms is concentrated and fierce, and the thunderous intention is hidden inside. Even if the moves are not skillful, the power is barely adequate.

 But under the finger of Su E's Ice Soul Sword, he was in danger in just the blink of an eye.

Pericardium, chest and abdomen vibrate, and slow vomiting of turbid air.

His expression remained unchanged, but his defense had gradually shrunk from three feet at the beginning to one foot, and his palm strength was still being rapidly consumed by the sword energy.

 Gradually, the skin and flesh began to feel tingling.

 I can’t help but sigh in my heart, the top black iron martial arts is indeed extraordinary.

 After more than three hundred years of development, the martial arts of the Dalin Dynasty have embraced all kinds of things, and the top martial arts have almost been separated from the category of martial arts.

More like…

 The rumored magical power!

Just like this ice soul sword finger, the extreme coldness is melted into its own source power to form a sword technique.

 The sword finger is tangible and insubstantial, so it is incredibly fast. It also contains the coldness of ice and condensed strength, and every strike is extremely terrifying.

Compared to the goddess Qingxue's **** and archery skills, it may not be as arrogant and domineering as the goddess, but its subtlety and speed are far superior.

 If Qingxue and Su E fight.

In less than three breaths, Su E could blast the clear snow into ice slag.

This is not a difference in cultivation. In terms of the depth of source power, the monster on Qingxue may be higher than Mr. Ji in the field.

  But the use of source power is too rough.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the wine cup in front of Zhou Jia could not withstand the force of the shock and shattered on the spot. The wine flew into the air and was frozen into ice crystals by the cold.

The ice crystals rotated and flew past, grazing Zhou Jia's body and driving into the wall behind.

"Ding…"

The ice crystals trembled and shattered.

 Zhou Jia's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

other side…

How can it be a sparring match if you are so ruthless?

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Zhou Jia's skin and flesh trembled slightly, his aura surged, his palm force was as sharp as thunder, and he violently tore apart the incoming sword energy.

  Shenhuang Jue passed the first level, and his foundation increased again.

His cultivation is true at all levels, but the physical body created by the Dragon-Tiger Mysterious Embryo makes his physical body and source of power as strong as those of the masters of the three levels.

And the blessing of the five thunder characteristics also doubles the power of the Thunder Palm.

 “Boom!”

The ground between the two people suddenly cracked, and the force swept across. The doors and windows of the room rattled, and they almost wanted to break free and be thrown far away.

There were even strands of cold air raging in the field.

"Huh?"

"Um!"

"how come…"

Not only Su E, but everyone else looked shocked.

Even Mr. Ji couldn't help but sit up straight and looked at Zhou Jia with a solemn look on his face:

“I have been practicing Black Iron for less than a year, and my cultivation level is already comparable to that of someone who has been practicing for decades. I am afraid that if I go further, I will already be in the middle stage of Black Iron.”

 “This son…”

 “How is it done?”

 Even with the massive resources provided by the Ji family, it took him nearly six years to reach the perfection of the early stage of black iron.

“Elder Xue.” Ren Nantian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something, and asked:

“I heard that Zhou Jia is not from the Dalin Dynasty’s human race?”

 “That’s right!” Xue Xiao also came back to his senses and nodded:

"He is not."

"It seems that he is gifted." Mr. Ji nodded slowly, and the nameless jealousy in his heart also quietly dissipated.

 Some races are born different.

Just like the Winged Race, they are born with the ability to fly, while most other races have to become Silver in order to have the ability to fly in the sky.

in addition.

For example, the white-clothed Dili, the Bello royal family, etc. are almost born with black iron, and they cannot be envied by such things.

Having said that, no one will really be willing to face the discovery that they have worked hard but are not as easy as others to practice.

Mr. Ji, the same is true.

 “Good boy!”

Zhou Jia's sudden outburst was obviously beyond Su E's expectation. He was almost in a panic for a moment, but he recovered in an instant.

 The three levels of Shenhuangjue are not the middle stage of Black Iron after all.

Even with the blessing of the five thunder characteristics, the level of Thunder Palm itself is still too low.

  Gap.

 Still obvious.

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 “Boom!”

His eyes were focused, and the energy within his body surged like a tidal wave. He pointed a finger, and a chill filled the place, and the expressions of several other people could not help but change.

Ren Nantian stood up suddenly:

 “Brother Su, please show mercy!”

 “Peng!”

Amidst the muffled sound, Zhou Jia didn't know when he had picked up the shield beside him, backed away crazily, broke through the wall and exited the house.

 “Senior’s **** skills are exquisite.”

His wrist trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his shield, suppressing the restlessness of the blood in his body:

 “I am ashamed of myself, let’s take my leave first!”

 Speaking, he raised his hands to several people.

There was also an abnormal flush on his face.

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"Da da…"

The maid knocked lightly on the door:

“Miss, when will you go back?”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

The door opened, revealing her beautiful face with a hint of drunkenness. She waved her hand and said:

"Miss Yi is drunk. She may not go back tonight. She may stay here. Don't worry, she will be fine with us here."

"But..." The maid hesitated.

 “Nothing to worry about.” Yurong frowned:

"This is Qihu Residence. The City Lord's Mansion and the Su Family are right next door. If anyone dares to cause trouble here, just go down and wait."

"When we are leaving, I will naturally call you. Don't bother us if you have nothing to do, so as not to spoil our fun."

The maid glanced into the room and saw Lei Mei waving her hands drunkenly. She could only lower her head helplessly:

"yes."

 Close the door, her beautiful face lowered her head, a complex look flashed in her eyes, and when she turned around, she was smiling brightly, and there was nothing wrong with her.

"Come!"

Going back to the wine table, she picked up the wine bottle on the side, held it down and shook it gently:

 “We won’t go home until we get drunk today!”

 “Forget it.”

Leimei, who was drunk, shook his head and finally had some sense:

 “I have something to do tomorrow, so I can’t drink too much and I have to go back.”

 “That…okay then.” Yurong’s wrist trembled slightly and she filled the wine glass:

 “The last drink.”

"good!"

Leimei nodded and gestured to the dazed Qingye beside him:

 “The last drink!”

"Dry!"

Qingye roared, picked up the wine glass and poured it into his stomach. Then he burped and fell down on the table.

 “Hmm…heehee…”

Lei Mei’s face was flushed, and he picked up the wine glass with a smile:

 “It won’t work even in the clear night.”

After drinking the wine, she stood up unsteadily, suddenly feeling dizzy, and then Yurong beside the wine glass supported her body.

 “Leimei, you are drunk.”

 Jade face lowered her head, with an expression of indifference:

 “I’ll take you to a place to rest.”

"You..." Lei Mei subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but his confused consciousness could not provide a complete idea, so he could only collapse softly in the other person's arms.

 …



Yu Rong carefully placed Lei Mei on the bed, picked up the soaked towel and gently wiped the sweat on her cheek, her eyes flickering back and forth.

 “Don’t blame me.”

 “I...I can’t help it either.”

Taking a deep breath, she gestured to the maid behind her:

 “Go and call Su Anyi over.”

"yes."

The maid responded, turning her head and running towards the outside of the house.

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 “Miss, aren’t you going back?”

Zhou Jia stood at the door of Qihu Residence, and when someone blocked his way, he frowned:

 “She said it herself?”

 “Miss Yurong said it.” The maid lowered her head:

“Elder, Qihuju doesn’t accept male guests at night, otherwise you can rest in the side room so that you can get there in time even if something happens inside.”

"never mind."

Zhou Jia’s voice was cold:

"Since the lady has rested, Zhou cannot disturb her. I will leave some guards here while the others go back first and come back early tomorrow morning."

 “As for safety…”

“Nothing has ever happened to Qihuju.”

 “Yes.” The maid should say yes.

“Elder Zhou.” Lei Yue approached cautiously:

 “Are you okay?”

Just now he followed Zhou Jia to meet Xue Xiao and others, and saw with his own eyes that Zhou Jia was blasted out by Su Er, and his expression was unnatural along the way.

 In all likelihood, he was injured.

 “What do you think?”

 Zhou Jia turned around and stepped forward.

 “It’s okay.” Lei Yue trotted to keep up, with a flattering voice:

“Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. You are still young, and those of you who are in their 70s and 80s are not worthy of being angry.”

“In a few years, they will have to listen to you.”

 “You mean...” Zhou Jia tilted his head:

 “Let me endure it?”

 “Hey!” Lei Yue sighed:

"What can I do if I can't bear it? People have to bow their heads under the eaves. This is what you always said, but I have always followed it."

 “I can be safe these days, thanks to the word forbearance.”

 Said, smiling proudly.

From his point of view, Zhou Jia had no other choice. He could not fight again and again, his status was inferior, and no one could bring justice to him.

"Yeah."

 Zhou Jia was noncommittal:

 “Let’s go!”

"yes."

Lei Yue followed for a while and his expression gradually became confused:

“Elder Zhou, are we going the wrong way?”

"No."

Zhou Jia stepped to the door of a small courtyard, slapped the door away, and strode in.

"who!"

　　“How dare you to make trouble here?”

  Immediately.

 An angry roar came from the courtyard.

"Ha ha…"

Zhou Jia laughed loudly, stepped inside, and gestured to someone inside:

“Brother Su Yi, do we meet again?”

 “It’s you, Zhou Jia.” Su was stunned for a moment:

 “How did you find this place...”

"no."

 He shook his head hurriedly and said:

“Elder Zhou has something to do with me?”

“Brother Su, have you forgotten?” Zhou Jia grinned:

“Senior Su asked you to learn more from me just now. You also said that you would like to ask me for more advice when you have time. Isn’t Zhou here right now?”

 “Huh?” Su was stunned for a moment:

"I...I just said it casually, Elder Zhou...don't take it to heart."

 “Hey!” Zhou Jia shook his head:

“Brother Su and I are of the same age. If we hadn’t obtained the Black Iron by chance, I might not be as strong as you. We just want to communicate more.”

 “What a coincidence!”

 He paused and said:

“At the banquet just now, Senior Su gave Zhou some pointers and reciprocated the favor. Why don’t we two also compete?”

"ah!"

Su Yi’s expression was distorted and he stammered:

 “No need.”

“Elder Zhou’s skills are so exquisite that Su is ashamed of himself.”

 He waved his hands repeatedly:

 “There is no need to discuss things.”

 “What did you say?” Zhou Jia frowned and said:

“Everyone in the world has said that Brother Su is a romantic person and it is difficult to become a great person, but in fact, Brother Su is already at the tenth level at a young age. It is obvious that he practiced quietly in secret before he became famous in one fell swoop.”

 “With such a stoic character, Zhou feels ashamed.”

 “As for the martial arts and martial arts…”

“What the Su family has learned is the real secret skill. Just now, Zhou was lucky enough to see Senior Su’s Xuan Bing Jin and Ice Soul Sword Fingers.”

 “It’s really breathtaking!”

Su Yi waved his hands wildly and wanted to refuse, so Zhou Jia said:

“Brother Su, don’t worry, I know your cultivation level is not as good as mine, I will suppress your cultivation level and won’t hurt you.”

 Speaking, he punched the opponent in the face with one punch.

Lei Yue behind him had a strange expression, watching helplessly as Zhou Jia punched and kicked Su An's face until his nose was bruised, his face was bruised, his head was bleeding, and he flew backwards while wailing loudly.

　　‘No wonder they say you must never offend Elder Zhou. This man never takes revenge overnight. It was a fluke that he was not killed on the spot. ’

 ‘Sure enough! ’

'but…'

　　‘The attack seems a bit too harsh? ’

 “Click!”

The sound of broken bones also made his heart tremble.

 At this time.

 A maid hurried over outside the courtyard gate.

 “Su…”

"Um?"

The maid's voice faltered and she froze on the spot.

 (End of this chapter)