Although the human race was facing a crisis of beasts, internal strife was not prohibited.
Even in the city, as long as no one died, no one would care.
Being bullied could instead stimulate the martial artist's heart to improve.
This was very beneficial to the environment.
Martial artists were not flowers in a greenhouse. Only by experiencing blood and fire could martial artists grow stronger and bloom into brilliant flowers.
A peaceful and comfortable life had always been fought for.
Of course, ordinary martial artists would also disdain to bully the weak. They all had their own pride.
Although they disdained to bully the weak, no one cared about the matter in front of them and offended another martial artist for no reason.
Moreover, almost all the people in this line were titled martial artists. They wore a martial artist badge on their chests.
Jiang Xiaolong, with his bare chest, was indeed a little eye-catching when he stood in the middle of them.
If he knew what was good for him and took the initiative to move aside, he could still dodge this collision.
It was up to him whether he wanted his dignity to resist a martial artist's attack, or to give up his dignity and give up his position dejectedly.
Of course, Jiang Xiaolong did not choose either.
At this moment, he was not even afraid of a Grandmaster, let alone a titled martial artist.
A cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't retreat but advanced instead. He lowered his shoulder and collided head-on with the martial artist who was charging at him.
In the eyes of the others, this scene was like an egg hitting a rock.
"Not bad. Although his cultivation is low, his blood is not bad.”
"Your courage is not bad!"
"Although you overestimate yourself, you don't lose your strength as a martial artist.”
"It might not be a bad thing for this kid to suffer a little.”
"We martial artists would rather die standing than live kneeling.”
Seeing how Jiang Xiaolong was so tough, the surrounding martial artists looked at him in a higher light.
Although they did not think highly of him, they all praised his actions.
Martial artists could be weak, but their pride could never be bent.
He would rather die standing than live kneeling.
"How dare you!" Li Qiang shouted and increased the force of the impact.
The person wearing a veil in front of him did not even have a martial artist badge. Clearly, he was still in the Body Tempering Realm.
Moreover, he could tell that this person had not cultivated any blood essence.
Titled martial artists might not wear badges, but their blood essence could not fool people.
Whether he was a martial artist or not, he would know by looking at whether or not he had blood essence.
A tempered body provoking a martial artist was undoubtedly like an ant demonstrating its might to an elephant.
Therefore, Li Qiang, who originally only wanted to knock Jiang Xiaolong away, immediately attacked ruthlessly because his dignity as a titled martial artist was provoked.
With a bang, it was as if two cars had collided, and the air blast spread out in several directions.
The next moment, Li Qiang's expression changed drastically.
He felt as if his shoulder had crashed into a speeding truck. Not only could he not shake the other party at all, but he was also sent flying.
Kacha!
The sound of bones cracking resounded, causing one's scalp to go numb and one's heart to tremble.
A titled martial artist's bones were actually broken when he collided with someone. How terrifying was the other party's physical body and strength?
"Ouch." Li Qiang screamed and flew out instantly.
After he landed, he was already sweating profusely and his scalp was numb due to his fear and broken shoulder blade.
With a pale face, he looked at Jiang Xiaolong in horror.
Terrifying!
Only he, who had fought with Jiang Xiaolong, knew what kind of earth-shattering power was hidden in the veiled, young man in front of him.
He kicked a steel plate!
Li Qiang complained in his heart.
He had misjudged her.
The person in front of him looked young and had no blood essence. He thought that he was just a person who had tempered his body.
It was not that the other party's cultivation was low, but that the other party's cultivation was stronger than his. He could not see through it.
"F * ck, with such strength, why would he hide his martial artist badge and pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger?”
He cursed in his heart, thinking that Jiang Xiaolong deliberately hid his martial artist badge.
"Ah!"
"The martial artist was sent flying."
"His shoulder blade is broken."
......
The surrounding martial artists were in an uproar. They looked at this scene in horror and looked at the harmless Jiang Xiaolong in disbelief.
Even the weakest titled martial artist had a strength of more than 2000 Jin.
Such a martial artist's bones were already hard beyond common sense, but he actually broke his bones and tendons in an instant.
Among them, many of them were not even as good as Li Qiang, who was sent flying.
If Li Qiang was so unbearable, there was no need to say anything more about them.
"A small punishment is a big warning. You should be glad that you're in the city!”
In other words, if you were outside the city where there were no laws, you would already be a dead man.
Jiang Xiaolong said coldly. His gaze was as if it was real, causing cold sweat to drip down Li Qiang's forehead as he nodded desperately.
"What a young man!"
As soon as Jiang Xiaolong's voice came out, the surrounding martial artists were shocked again.
A person with such terrifying strength actually sounded so young. He sounded like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
Compared to him, that twenty-year-old martial artist from before was simply trash.
This was because none of them could see the depth of this veiled young man in front of them.
"Thank you for showing mercy."
Li Qiang nodded gratefully and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He did not dare to continue provoking him.
If he continued to provoke them, no one would stand up for him even if the unknown expert in front of him killed him.
The person in front of him might be a titled grandmaster.
Grandmaster!
Thinking of these two words, Li Qiang's heart trembled, as if these two words were as heavy as ten thousand catties.
Grandmasters should not be humiliated!
This was the iron law. Those who provoked a Grandmaster and were killed could only serve themselves right.
If a Grandmaster wanted to kill him, it would not be any harder than crushing an ant.
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