The person who stopped Zhao Chen was a wretched youth who looked to be around 17 or 18 years old. He was currently crossing his arms and looking at the expressionless Zhao Chen with a disdainful smile.
Zhao Chen knew this wretched youth. His name was Zhao Dezhu. Back then, he had used very obscene words to tease his sister. At that time, Zhao Chen happened to be present, so he taught this wretched man a good lesson.
As long as the other party opened his mouth, his two false front teeth would be exposed. This was the best proof.
Zhao Chen didn't even bat an eyelid." Get lost. I have something important to do today. I don't have the time to play house with you!"”
It was obvious that the other party was waiting for this sentence. After Zhao Chen finished speaking, Zhao Dezhu immediately revealed an excited expression." How dare you? You actually have no respect for your elder brother. Watch me teach you a lesson on behalf of Third Master Hai!"”
Zhao Dezhu rushed forward and punched Zhao Chen's face with his right hand.
At the same time, he thought to himself that with his current cultivation of opening three meridians and entering the middle stage of the Qi Refinement realm, it would be easy for him to defeat Zhao Chen, who had not even entered the Qi Refinement realm.
However, when the time came, should he listen to that fellow's suggestion and directly cripple Zhao Chen?
However, when he thought about how Third Master Hai was so protective of him, Zhao Dezhu's heart turned cold. It was fine to beat Zhao Chen up, but if he really hit him hard, then with Third Master Hai's personality, he would definitely not end up much better than Zhao Chen.
It was better to pay more attention to propriety. First, he would beat Zhao Chen up and take revenge for the other party humiliating him. Then, he would humiliate the other party ruthlessly.
Unfortunately, the result was beyond his expectations. Zhao Chen also threw a punch. After their fists collided, Zhao Dezhu's fist quickly retracted as if he had been electrocuted.
He felt that what he had collided with was not a fist, but a piece of extremely hard steel.
Zhao Dezhu's palm was in pain, but Zhao Chen's was unharmed.
Taking advantage of the other party's injury and distraction, Zhao Chen's figure suddenly flashed. He took an arrow step and instantly closed in on Zhao Dezhu. He swept out the sole of his shoe and hit Zhao Dezhu's cheek.
Bang!
Zhao Dezhu let out a blood-curdling scream. His body suddenly moved horizontally and was parallel to the ground. He flew seven to eight meters to the side before falling down. His two false front teeth disappeared again.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his dentures. He covered his nose with one hand and pointed at Zhao Chen with the other."You…you…you…you're not in the Bone-Forging Realm, but the Qi Refinement Realm? But didn't you hurt your origin and never be able to enter the Qi Refinement Realm again?”
"Hahahaha! How funny, when did I say such things? This is all your own imagination, I have never admitted it!”
Since the Imperial Sister had regained consciousness, Qing Lian would not continue to absorb Zhao Chen's zhenqi like before. When he was cultivating this morning, Zhao Chen had already converted all his inner strength into zhenqi.
Since his meridians had been completely opened up, he had entered the realm of pseudo-Xiantian. As long as his true qi kept up, he could completely fight with a true Xiantian expert.
Dealing with a Qi Condensation Zhao Dezhu was simply easy and pleasant!
" I'm in a good mood today, so I'll be merciful and let you off. If you dare to provoke me again in the future…"
"I wouldn't dare! This lowly one has eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. You are a magnanimous person. Please don't be calculative with a small figure like me. This lowly one will definitely take a detour when I see you in the future!”
Zhao Chen had long known Zhao Dezhu's character. He knew that this guy was a bully and feared the strong. He was also extremely shameless. He did not hide the disgust in his eyes at all. He waved his hand as if he was chasing away a fly and said,"Get lost, get lost. Don't let me see you again!”
"Yes, yes, yes! This lowly one will get lost, get lost!" Zhao Dezhu got up from the ground in a panic. He did not dare to look back and ran in the direction he came from.
Zhao Chen continued to walk towards the backyard. Soon, two tower-like buildings, one big and one small, came into view.
The larger of the two was the library. The smaller building was the Sutra Depository. The difference between the two was that there were no martial arts manuals in the library. All of them were ancient books that had nothing to do with cultivation.
For example, geographical magazines of various countries, strange news and secret tracks, or books on medicine, divination, zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, and various treasures.
At the same time, there were no restrictions on reading the books in the library.
In the past ten years, Zhao Chen had come here many times in order to understand the literary style of a scholar. He had read all kinds of things.
However, he didn't manage to comprehend much of Wen Qi. Instead, he managed to master a lot of strange techniques or some more artistic but useless skills. Among them, calligraphy, painting, and musical instruments were the most outstanding.
Compared to the freedom of the library, the Sutra Depository was the exact opposite.
The Scripture Depository was located in the middle of the backyard of the Zhao family. It was the most important place in the entire Zhao family. Only with the permission of the family head could one enter and choose a cultivation technique.
These martial arts secret manuals were the inheritance of the Zhao Clan. The rise of the Zhao Clan was not as long as the other three great clans. The reason why they could become one of the four great clans in the Chixuan City was all because of these martial arts secret manuals in the Sutra Depository.
If one entered without permission, the punishment would be extremely severe. It was not impossible to have one's martial arts crippled or even killed on the spot.
When Zhao Chen walked to the Sutra Depository, the old man guarding it was still lying on a rocking chair as usual. He was holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand and reading it with great interest.
There was also a small coffee table beside it with a pot of tea on it. It looked very leisurely.
This old man was also one of the few people in the Zhao family who did not care about bloodline other than Uncle Hai San. He treated all the Zhao family disciples equally, regardless of the direct descendants of the branch family, so he was very respected by the branch family disciples.
The old man was the fourth elder of the Zhao family. His name was Zhao Qingshan.
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