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  Xin Lang took a look at these two people, they were tall and big, wearing green clothes, with wrist guards, dressed as family attendants.

  Xin Lang said with a strange tone: "Our young master? I don't know which family our young master belongs to?"

  "Our young master is the nephew of the lord of Ouyang City, and the young master of Xiangyang College, Ouyang Feiyun!" said Housekeeper A with an arrogant tone.

  "Is the young master of Shengyang College, Ouyang Feiyun?" Xing furrowed his brow and thought to himself: "What does he want from me? Could it be that they've discovered I stole the 'Inch Force Fist' manual? Or... do they know about my connection to the 'Seven Revolutions Rejuvenation Pill'?"

  "Hey kid, stop dawdling! Our young master is still waiting up ahead!" said Servant B.

  Two of the Ou Yang family's servants, who were used to swaggering around in the city of Jiu Yang, looked down on Xin Lang, a young student from Xu Yang Academy.

  Xin Lang smiled and said: "Sorry, I don't know Young Master Jia, nor am I interested in meeting him!"

  Xin Lang finished speaking and turned around to leave. Regardless of why Ouyang Feiyun had found him, Xin Lang was certain that nothing good would come of it.

  "Halt!" shouted Guard A.

  Their family's Young Master Ouyang has never failed to invite anyone he wanted to, how could they possibly let Xin Ruo walk away so easily.

  Two house slaves took a stride and caught up with Xin Lang. With both hands formed into claws, one of them grabbed towards Xin Lang's shoulder, while the other grabbed towards his calf.

  "A sixth-grade martial artist?" Xīn Làng exclaimed in surprise.

  Xin Lang didn't think that the two small household servants would be sixth-level martial artists, but the two sixth-level martial artists were still far from being a match for Xin Lang. Xin Lang's feet touched the ground, his body spun 360 degrees in space, and then his feet flew up, kicking exactly onto the wrists of the two men.

  Crack! Crack!

  Two crisp sounds, and the wrists of two family servants were either fractured or dislocated!

  "Ah!" Household slave B covered his wrist and shouted: "Dare to attack us, do you know who we are?"

  "Hmph, I'm not interested in knowing who you are! But if you dare to ambush me again, I'll beat you up so badly that even your mother won't recognize you!" With that, Xin Lang turned around and was about to leave.

  Bang... Bang... Bang...

  "Good... good..." A few rounds of applause came from behind Xin Lang's back, and the same voice repeatedly praised "good".

  Xin Lang turned around and saw a young man in his twenties standing not far behind him, with a heroic brow and sharp eyes, wearing a white cotton robe, accompanied by an old man with a long beard.

  "Master!" The two servants called out in unison with respect.

  "Ou Yang Fei Yun!" Hearing the two servants' words, Xin Lang guessed their opponent's identity.

  "Is that the talented student Xin Lang from Xue Yang Academy? Not bad, not bad, your skills are indeed impressive! I wonder if Student Xin Lang is interested in coming to our Sheng Yang College?" Ouyang Feiyun said with a casual smile.

  Although Ou Yang Fei Yun smiled very casually, Xin Lang felt a hint of conspiracy in his smile.

  "Sorry, I'm not interested!" Xin Lang changed his footsteps and flashed past the two family members of the Ouyang family, walking towards the city gate without looking back.

  "......" Ouyang Feiyun had never been rejected like this before, and he coldly snorted: "Halt!"

  His feet moved swiftly without stopping, and in his heart he laughed: "Let me stop if I can! What a joke!"

  Originally, after Dream Linglong offered generous terms, **he still planned to advance to Wu Zhe and then return to Xuyang College for free for half a year, but after meeting Ouyang Feiyun today, Xin Lang decided to leave this place of right and wrong thoroughly, and the sooner the better!

  "Stop... stop for me!" Ouyang Feiyun yelled on the main street for half a day, but Xin Lang just ignored him and was already almost at the end of the street.

  Almost everyone in Jiucheng knew Ouyang Feiyun, and when they saw him shouting loudly on the street, they would point at his back, but no one dared to discuss it out loud.

  Ouyang Feiyun was also considered one of the top figures among the younger generation in Jiucheng, and he had never been ignored by anyone before. His face changed color with anger.

  Ouyang Feiyun saw Xin Lang about to leave and hastily said to the old man beside him: "Zhong Shu, this kid used to study at the Academy of Medicine, that 'Seven Turns Back to Youth Pill' was probably obtained by Gu's family, we can't let him go, we must keep him here for further interrogation!"

  Xin Lang is now a tenth-level martial artist, extremely valuable. Originally, Ouyang Feiyun had planned to trick Xin Lang into joining the Yangsun Academy first, and then slowly extract his secrets before utilizing him, but unexpectedly Xin Lang didn't give him any face!

  Soft won't work, Ou Yang Fei Yun will directly come hard!

  "Yes, young master!"

  The old man with a long beard was named Ouyang Buzhong, a distant uncle of Ouyang Feiyun and the old steward of the Ouyang family. Upon hearing Ouyang Feiyun's words, his body suddenly shot out like an arrow, and he shouted: "You reckless young fellow, stay behind!"

  Ouyang Buzhong's feet tapped the ground quickly, and he sprinted a few steps to catch up with Xin Lang. At the same time, his palm reached out towards Xin Lang's shoulder.

  Xin Lang felt a surge of energy behind him, and five strands of strong wind grabbed at his shoulders. Xin Lang was both startled and delighted: "Dark Energy?"

  Xin Lang didn't expect that the other party was a "hidden strength" warrior. Xin Lang originally wanted to quickly leave and get away from this place of trouble, but unexpectedly the other party was a warrior. Xin Lang is currently in a bottleneck period of cultivation and needs to increase his understanding of hidden strength, this is exactly an opportunity.

  Xin Lang's body slightly shifted to the side, and he turned around to face Ouyang Nongzhong, unleashing a high-level mortal martial skill, "Mortal High-Level Martial Skill, Crazy Wind Falling Leaves Finger!"

  Xin Lang pointed like a mad wind, towards Ouyang Ke's body and struck him.

  "Hmph, a minor mortal martial skill, daring to show off in front of me!" Ouyang Buzhong slapped out with his palm, and the air around his hand immediately vibrated from the punch force, "Earth-level technique, Quaking Mountain Palm!"

  Xin Lang's high-level martial skills were indeed beautiful and had a certain lethal power, but in the face of Earth-level techniques, they were fragile. The old man with the long beard, Ouyang Buzhong, disrupted Xin Lang's moves with just one palm strike, and the hidden force on his palm made Xin Lang's fingertips go numb, forcing him to withdraw his attack mid-way and dodge.

  Xin Lang exclaimed, "The gap between a martial artist and a warrior is actually so big! I'm a 10th-level martial artist, but I can't even withstand a single move from a warrior!"

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