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  Ling Hao calmly picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip by himself, and said lightly: "Two days later, I have an appointment with the old ancestor of the Song family. Do you know?"

  "Want to fight?"

  Many people present have a cooperative relationship with the Song family, and someone nodded immediately: "There is such a thing."

  "Kid, your courage impresses me, but Old Man Song is a great master who has gone through tribulations. Do you really think we would believe that you can defeat Old Man Song?"

  "Is this really true?"

  Many people's faces showed surprise at his words.

  Regardless of whether Ling Hao is ignorant of death or life, daring to make an appointment with Song Laozu for a battle is already eating the heart and gall of a bear.

  Song Laozu, a hundred-year-old freak, with abilities that reach the heavens and penetrate the earth.

  They would definitely pay their respects to Song Laozu when they see him.

  And yet, a young man barely twenty years old was actually going to duel with Old Man Song.

  "Has Old Zhang agreed, Song Laozu?"

  As soon as this was said, someone immediately raised doubts.

  Ling Hao's appointment is an appointment, whether Song Old Ancestor agrees or not is another matter.

  Who would take a young person's words seriously?

  "Not bad, anyone can talk big, but what kind of person is Old Man Song? He's only just left the pass for a few days, and hasn't even heard of the name of the thing, has he?"

  "What he said about the appointment can't be true."

  As soon as a skeptical voice emerged, many people immediately came to their senses and said disdainfully.

  "Kid, no need to pretend anymore. You must have learned some kind of hidden cultivation technique. Although Chen can't tell what realm it is, but compared to Chang Yu, you're still far behind."

  "As for making an appointment with Old Song for a duel, just take it as a joke."

  Old Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned Ling Hao's body.

  He had to admit that Ling Hao was powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sweep away Chen Guan's face.

  However, a young man like him, even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, would absolutely never reach the Tribulation stage.

  What does he think Tribulation is?

  The big white cabbage by the roadside.

  "This..."

  The middle-aged man who spoke earlier smiled wryly and said cautiously: "This, was said by Old Man Song himself, I only know that the other party is a young man from Longjiang City, with the surname Ling!"

  "What?"

  Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, both Old Man Chen and Chen Changyu looked at Ling Huan with shock.

  "Are you telling the truth?"

  Old Chen's face was solemn and full of doubt.

  He and Song Laozu knew each other as a very arrogant guy.

  If it's really what Old Man Song said himself, then this kid can't be underestimated.

  It's not easy to get the consent of the powerful being who can control the fate of the world.

  "Of course it's true, Old Master Chen, I wouldn't dare deceive you."

  The middle-aged man heard Chen Lao's words and broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, with beads of sweat the size of beans falling from his forehead as he spoke cautiously.

  "What about it, Old Man Chen? Are you interested in our duel two days from now?"

  "Defeating one person is a defeat, defeating two people is also a defeat, Ling Xiang likes to solve troubles at once."

  Ling Hao's expression was calm as he glanced over at Old Man Chen, his fingers lightly tapping on the table in a rhythmic pattern as he waited for a response.

  Chen Changyu's eyes turned red, and before Chen Changlao could respond, his figure flashed and stepped onto the long table, quickly rushing towards Ling Huan.

  "Long time no see!"

  Elder Chen wanted to stop him but it was too late, and could only watch as Chen Changyu flew out.

  In his heart, at this moment, there was a kind of worry.

  "Youngster, your arrogance will cost you dearly."

  Chen Changyu's mouth was curled up in a ferocious smile, his two large hands like two massive iron hammers from the heavens, opening up the sky and earth, unmatched in power.

  "Bang! Bang!"

  In the air, with Chen Changyu's fist wind, bursts of explosive sounds began to appear.

  "Chen family, shattered heaven fist, cultivated to the extreme, a total of thirty-six moves."

  "I think I just heard twenty-four shots."

  "Master Chang Yu is indeed a naturally talented and arrogant person, he's really too formidable. The Shattered Sky Fist wouldn't be able to reach twenty-four echoes without several decades of cultivation."

  "This kid is done for!"

  In an instant, the complexion in the conference room had changed greatly, and the gaze towards Chen Changyu was filled with envy and reverence.

  The Chen family has such a son, and in the future, they will surely become more prosperous and flourishing. Who knows, maybe they can even become one of the top martial arts families in China.

  "Is this the real strength of the department?"

  Ling Hao still sat there, holding the teacup in his hand, slightly opening his mouth, and with a slight force on his wrist, the teacup flew out of his hand and turned into a bolt of lightning.

  Crack!

  As soon as Ling Hao's words fell, Chen Changyu's face instantly turned into a twisted expression of pain.

  He looked at Ling Hao incredulously as he reluctantly lowered his head, his three fingers having unknowingly left his palm.

  Blood spurted out in an instant, followed by a piercing pain.

  "Kid, looking for trouble?"

  In the conference room, Old Man Chen suddenly transformed into a virtual shadow and continuously tapped on Chen Changyu's arm.

  Acupoint hemostasis.

  "What's going on? Young Master Changyu hasn't even made a move yet, how could he have lost?"

  "It's the teacup lid! The teacup lid hurt Young Master Chang Yu's hand."

  "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Young Master Chang Yu is a master of the fifth layer of Yuan Shen, his body has profound skills that even bullets can't penetrate, how could a small tea cup lid be used as a weapon?"

  In the conference room, almost everyone was stunned and speechless at this shocking scene.

  Yuanshen boundary fifth layer master, didn't even have a chance to make a move and was cut off three fingers by a small tea cup lid.

  If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

  "Unless his strength is far beyond that of Young Master Chang Yu."

  "We can also hurt ordinary warriors with just a leaf!"

  In an instant, someone's face changed drastically, filled with disbelieving expressions.

  "Grandpa Chen, kill him."

  Chen Changyu's face was gloomy, for many years, he had few rivals among his peers in the capital city, but when he came to Longhua City, a small and remote place, he was actually injured by someone.

  Was still injured by Ling Huan who was even younger than himself.

  A sense of humiliation emerges in one's heart, and hatred also arises in one's mind.

  Elder Chen gazed at Ling Hao with an icy expression, his voice low and cold: "You have skills, but you shouldn't have hurt Long Yu."

  "Just now, I was just using a trick, it's nothing but a small skill."

  Ling Hao's one-handed teacup cover injury can be said to be a shocking skill that astonishes everyone.

  The ultimate realm of martial arts is where even a single leaf can be used as a weapon to kill.

  But that was when his strength was higher than his opponent's.

  He absolutely didn't believe Ling Hao's strength was stronger than Chen Changyu's.

  Magic!

  The conference room was shocked again at Mr. Chen's words.

  The technique is something that can be passed down.

  Something passed down from ancient times, is one level higher than martial skills and internal strength techniques.

  A large family, if there is a certain skill, can thrive for a hundred years without decline.

  However, the practice of Taoist magic is extremely difficult and not everyone is suitable for practicing it.

  Some large families, although they have magical techniques, no one can cultivate them, and in the end, they can only hold onto their treasures and be destroyed by the wheels of history.

  The young man in front of him was only in his early twenties and yet he could perform magic!

  Really?

  The young man in front of me comes from some big family?

  Ling Hao remained seated, calm and collected from start to finish, his eyelids and eyebrows not even twitching once. It wasn't until he heard Elder Chen's angry words that he finally lifted his head, saying indifferently: "Whether it's magic or martial skills, as long as you can kill people, it's all the same."

  "I've said it before, those below the tribulation realm shouldn't challenge Ling Xiu, he's just asking for trouble."

  "It's also possible to go up, but after being slapped in the face by Ling Mou, there's no more face to come to Longhua City."

  Ling Hao's words were not heavy, but at this time no one dared to come out and question again.

  Most of them are Tianfan realm cultivators, and those in Yuanshen realm are even fewer.

  But the strength that Ling Hao had just shown was far beyond their imagination.

  Yuanshen boundary five layers, no counterattack power at all.

  At this time, they also believed what Ling Hao had said earlier.

  After crossing the tribulation, all will be ants.

  It's not that Ling Hao looked down on them, but rather their strength was simply too insignificant.

  Others, have never really looked at them straight in the eye from the very beginning.

  Whether it's martial arts or martial skills.

  Enough to kill people.

  On the scene, only Tang Ming and others were calm and composed, with a look of "it's only natural".

  Ling Hao's terror, they had seen it more than once, even the Black Python of the Tribulation Realm could be easily killed, a fifth-level Yuan Shen realm person was awesome.

  Today, Ling Hao didn't kill anyone, which is already a good thing.

  However, Han Taiping was still somewhat surprised.

  He saw Ling Hao make his move for the first time, and in the flash of lightning, he didn't even see how Ling Hao used a teacup cover to hurt someone.

  (End of chapter)

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