Zhao Ping’an’s expression turned cold as he said sternly, "Watch your words!"
"Watch them? Why should I!" Mister Lin San sneered, "On the contrary, it’s you who should really watch what you say. Given your status, talking to with that tone, do you know what the consequences would be?"
"I don’t need to know!" Zhao Ping’an replied directly.
"But, I insist on letting you know!" Mister Lin San suddenly swung his hand, sending a palm strike through the air, "Talking like that is asking for a slap!"
Mister Lin San was not weak in strength, although he was still seven or eight ters away from Zhao Ping’an. However, the force of the palm strike from the air rushed towards him swiftly.
Usually, when he dealt with others, he would strike them across the face with such an airborne slap, achieving a punitive effect and also impressing onlookers with his extraordinary thods, thereby earning their awe.
However, this ti he had seriously underestimated Zhao Ping’an. The slap could not get close to Zhao Ping’an, as it was blocked by the aura circulating around him.
The people around did not realize the two had essentially just clashed. They only saw Mister Lin San hurl a distant palm strike, but without any movent resulting. It felt as though Mister Lin San was wildly swinging his hands in thin air, which looked extrely bizarre.
After the strike missed, Mister Lin San realized Zhao Ping’an’s strength was not simple, and his expression imdiately turned extrely ugly.
Mister Lin San always liked to put on airs, wanting to appear superior in front of everyone. This ti, he intended to knock down Zhao Ping’an with a slap to boost his own prestige, especially to show off in front of Jeang Zier.
As a result, after the slap, not only did it have no effect, but he was also stared at as if he was an idiot, thoroughly embarrassing himself.
Zhao Ping’an laughed, "Mister Lin San, if you want to slap soone, I advise you to co closer. Swinging your arms from a distance like this, I cannot cooperate with you!"
"Kid, move aside imdiately, and I can spare your life!" Mister Lin San said through clenched teeth.
"You can keep your way out. My master said not to let anyone enter the Divine Physicians Alliance!" Zhao Ping’an said, "If Mister Lin San insists on forcing his way in, then you’ll have to step over my dead body!"
"Good boy, since you really want to die, I’ll oblige you!" Mister Lin San shouted angrily and charged forward, throwing a punch at Zhao Ping’an.
The punch was imnsely terrifying; even the surrounding powerful Sect Masters and Elders looked worried. Zhao Ping’an was young, rely a disciple of Su Yang; could he withstand Mister Lin San?
Zhao Ping’an’s expression remained calm as he took another step forward, counterattacking with a punch of his own.
Zhao Ping’an’s strength was also at the Venerable Realm. However, there were levels within the Venerable Realm. The secret technique Zhao Ping’an practiced was carefully selected by Su Yang from the Destiny’s To, and his power was formidable, just lacking practical experience.
Last night, after Su Yang integrated Hanxi Province, he gathered all the top ten experts of the province to spar with Zhao Ping’an, aiming to enhance his strength.
Therefore, Zhao Ping’an’s strength had also increased swiftly. Even facing the long-established Mister Lin San, he did not falter at all.
The two fought together, while hundreds of people from behind the mountain were also rushing over.
The people from the Divine Physicians Alliance had all co out, their expressions very stern. Zhao Ping’an alone clearly couldn’t withstand so many people. If it really ca down to a fierce fight, how many from these sects of the Divine Physicians Alliance would survive?
At the sa ti, on the highway below the mountain, a few cars were quickly approaching. In the foremost car, four people were seated. On the front passenger seat, there was a very dark-skinned child who looked quite frail.
The child was dressed simply, his clothes even sowhat ragged, and he himself didn’t care much about that. A leather pouch hung casually around his waist, and inside the pouch, there was a very ordinary kitchen knife.
This child was none other than Su Yang’s first disciple, and that very Destiny’s Executor, Xiao Hei!
In the back seat sat two people, Fatty taking up most of the space. Beside him sat a boy with an indifferent expression, cradling a small puppy.
The boy sat next to the window, quietly watching the outside as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.
This Fatty was Su Yang’s good brother, Lü Dong, and the boy holding the dog was Lin Dong, whom Su Yang had rescued at the Dragon Head eting in May and Su Yang’s second disciple.
The driver in the front was Eight-Faced Yama.
As for the people in the several cars behind, they were all from Pingnan Province. Master Fang, Nan Wudi, Tianlong Sword Shadow, Huo Zihen among other experts.
Fatty, sitting in the car, looked at the crowded mountain ahead and couldn’t help but say, "Faster, faster. Damn it, these bastards are all climbing the mountain now, if we go any later, we won’t be able to help in ti!"
Eight-Faced Yama had nearly floored the throttle, but after all, it was Mountain Road, and they dared not hurry too much.
At this mont, Xiao Hei in the front seat couldn’t hold back anymore, "This is too slow for climbing the mountain, I’ll go ahead!"
Having said that, without waiting for the others to speak, Xiao Hei directly pushed open the car door and dashed out, swiftly climbing up along the mountain cliff without stopping.
Fatty, dumbstruck, watched Xiao Hei quickly disappear in the distance, and remarked, "This kid, really is impatient!"
Eight-Faced Yama also glanced out and spoke softly, "Young Master Xiao Hei’s strength has increased quite a bit!"
"Isn’t that obvious? He’s the Destiny’s Executor. The more people he kills, the stronger he gets," Fatty said. "This kid has been running around the world, acting the chivalrous hero, punishing the evil and eliminating villains—I don’t know how many he’s killed. Naturally, his strength has increased incredibly fast."
Eight-Faced Yama looked envious, "Such a God-given body really makes one jealous, not even needing cultivation."
Fatty said, "That’s true, but I’ve heard Su Yang say, the more people he kills, the more karma he’ll have to bear in the future. His path ahead might be easy now, but the future will be full of challenges. If he gets through, he will beco an invincible executor. If not, he will vanish into smoke—a tragic end indeed!"
Eight-Faced Yama suddenly fell silent, things in this world indeed were that way, there were pros and cons.
Fatty glanced at Lin Dong sitting beside him, holding the dog and remaining silent, and couldn’t help but say, "Dongzi, after we go up the mountain, don’t go running around. Your master has only taught you so secret techniques, and you have only practiced for a few days. Don’t overestimate yourself, got it?"
Lin Dong remained silent, and Fatty didn’t say more, having grown accustod to Lin Dong’s personality.
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