“Iron Bones Clanging Sect Sect Master Jun Changxiao has come to visit Lingyuan Sect. Please teach me!”

This sentence echoed over Lingyuan Sect, combined with that scorching heatwave—the showing off was taken to the extreme.

The martial artists who had been blown away struggled to stand up, their eyes wide open.

Jun Changxiao?

How did he get here?

And moreover… he flew here!

Could the Iron Bones Clanging Sect Sect Master have already broken through to Martial Emperor?

Impossible!

The most recent news about him seemed to have come from the Royal City, stating his cultivation was dual Sword and Martial King—how could he possibly have stepped into Martial Emperor.

Step.

At that moment, Jun Changxiao stepped out gracefully from the flames, clasped his hands behind his back, and proceeded to vomit with a “waah.”

Everyone: “…”

It was his first time traveling by flight, and flying so fast—it was normal for Sect Master Jun to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Yu Hongtai’s expression was exceptionally ugly. The defensive barrier he had just condensed was directly broken, bringing him considerable impact.

Swish! Swish!

Zhuo Chaoqun and the Lingyuan Sect Sect Master emerged from the great hall, their expressions growing grave.

What they cared about wasn’t Jun Changxiao—what they cared about was the mass of burning flames behind him, because it emanated a thick, majestic aura!

Yu Hongtai sensed the aura emanating from within the flames and thought silently, “Could this be the one who ambushed me earlier?”

Hmph.

A dignified Martial Emperor, so despicable!

“Achoo.”

He Wudi, who was at the Iron Bones Sect, sneezed, rubbed his nose and said, “Someone’s speaking ill of me?”

“Sect Master Jun.”

The Lingyuan Sect Sect Master said coldly, “Coming uninvited—what do you have to teach us?”

Several of their own Martial Kings had died at his hands—naturally this was a case of enemies meeting with eyes blazing red.

Jun Changxiao, having gradually adjusted, said, “Your sect previously came to my Qingyang Commandery to issue challenges. One good turn deserves another—today this seat has come specifically to learn a thing or two.”

To put it bluntly.

He came to crash the场子.

However, Sect Master Jun was a bit puzzled—why were there so many people at Lingyuan Sect?

Could they have known he would come to crash their场子 today and prepared melon seeds and benches in advance to watch the excitement?

“Make way! Everyone make way!”

At that moment, the drunken Yun He squeezed through from the outer crowd, grinning. “You brat, only now you’re coming!”

“Hmm?”

Jun Changxiao frowned. “Do we know each other?”

“Brat.”

Yun He said, “I’m the Qingyang Commandery Governor! Didn’t that fellow Xie Guangkun mention me to you!”

Commandery Governor?

Jun Changxiao recalled the commandery governor Xie Guangkun had mentioned to him before. Looking at this fellow’s装饰 and full head of white hair, he murmured, “You really do look a bit like him.”

“Like nothing! That’s exactly who I am!” Yun He said.

Wait!

Hadn’t this fellow been thrown out after falling asleep? How did he come back?

“Zhuo Chaoqun!”

Yun He said proudly, “Just now you and I fought to a draw. Now let a sect from my Qingyang Commandery challenge a sect from your Zhenyang Commandery!”

“…” Everyone’s mouths twitched.

Given that situation earlier, are you sure it was a draw and not getting punched out and conveniently lying on the ground pretending to sleep?

Zhuo Chaoqun?

Jun Changxiao said, “So the Zhenyang Commandery Governor is also here. My respects, my respects.”

“Sect Master Jun.”

Zhuo Chaoqun said in a heavy voice, “Since you’ve come to challenge, you should have entered properly through the main gate. Flying over like this—isn’t that too lacking in courtesy?”

Although that mass of flames was very imposing, as the governor of a sixth-rank commandery, naturally he couldn’t appear weak!

“Stop with the useless talk.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Quickly send out someone who can fight.”

Little Dragon’s battle form had a time limit. He needed to quickly crash the场子 and leave, otherwise today he would definitely have no way to return.

“Sitting up there like a神棍.”

Jun Changxiao pointed toward the Martial Emperor who had previously chased him. “You’ll do.”

“Insolent!”

Yu Hongtai shouted coldly.

Swish!

That mass of flames suddenly rushed forward, moving extremely fast—so fast that even someone like Zhuo Chaoqun, a Martial King, couldn’t keep up!

Boom!

A tremendous sound rang out.

The mass of flames had already closed in on Yu Hongtai, a thick arm extending out to directly blast his chest.

“Old man.”

Little Dragon’s childish voice came out. “Speak more politely, or I’ll beat you up.”

“You…”

Yu Hongtai’s eyes widened to their limit, then he staggered backward explosively, falling from the high platform and spitting out a mouthful of blood with a “waah.”

Everyone was dumbstruck.

This was Lingyuan Sect’s Grand Elder, a genuine Martial Emperor, yet he was beaten until he vomited blood with a single punch!

Jun Changxiao was also a bit stunned.

He knew the little one was strong after activating the second battle form, but he hadn’t expected it would be strong to this degree!

With such an awesome contracted beast, in the Southwest Yang Province, wouldn’t he be able to walk sideways?

Swish!

At that moment, Little Dragon within the flames moved again, appearing in front of Yu Hongtai as if teleporting instantly. Sky-filling flames roared, instantly transforming into masses of flaming fists.

Bang bang bang!

The flaming fists erupted—truly每一拳都实打实地命中!

The immortal-like Yu Hongtai didn’t even have time to raise a protective barrier before being subjected to a wild bombardment.

Boom—

The final punch blasted out. Lingyuan Sect’s Grand Elder shot out like a cannonball, but with a ‘duang’ sound passed through the great hall and directly crashed into the mountain behind.

From the演武场 to the rear mountain—the distance was at least ten miles!

“Thud!”

Yu Hongtai fell to the ground, fainting on the spot.

A堂堂 Martial Emperor expert had consecutively fainted twice in a short time—truly tragic and lamentable.

“Hiss!”

The crowd sucked in cold breaths.

Who exactly was the person within the flames—to be able to so easily crush a Martial Emperor!

“Master.”

Little Dragon’s voice came out. “That fellow was too weak. Are there any stronger ones?”

Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.

He had originally thought Little Dragon and the Martial Emperor would fight an earth-shattering battle, but instead it was resolved so easily.

Zhuo Chaoqun and the Lingyuan Sect Sect Master’s eyes widened.

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect actually had such a powerful expert!

“Master.”

Little Dragon said, “I haven’t fought enough yet.”

Jun Changxiao looked toward Zhuo Chaoqun and the Lingyuan Sect Sect Master. “Then beat all the strong ones.”

“Good!”

Little Dragon charged over trailing flames.

Boom!

Boom!

Zhuo Chaoqun and the Lingyuan Sect Sect Master shot through the great hall’s walls like cannonballs, heavily crashing into the rear mountain, then fainting beside Yu Hongtai.

This was only the beginning.

All Lingyuan Sect elders at the Martial King level couldn’t escape Little Dragon’s魔掌, successively crashing into the mountain in magnificent poses and fainting.

In a moment’s time.

Lingyuan Sect’s entire upper echelon lay neatly on the ground as one family.

What was even more tragic was the great hall—its outer walls now riddled with holes, covered in various human-shaped impressions.

“Not a single one who can fight.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head. “How boring. Let’s go home.”

“Swish!”

Little Dragon grabbed the master, his right foot stomping fiercely as he once again transformed into a fiery red shooting light flying toward the sky.

Truly—coming in a rush, leaving in a rush.

The martial artists outside the演武场 stood dumbstruck.

They had come to Lingyuan Sect this time to attend a lecture. As a result, before receiving any benefit, the lecturing Grand Elder had been beaten unconscious!

“See that!”

At that moment, Yun He shouted loudly, “This is the consequence of bullying my Qingyang Commandery!”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At that moment, a group of Zhenyang Commandery Martial King experts stationed at the mountain’s base flew up and swiftly surrounded him.

“Tch.”

Yun He sneered coldly, gathered energy in his dantian, and shouted loudly, “Brat, save me quickly!”

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