ful beyond human imagination. This punch had completely broken free from the shackles of sound speed."Damn it, who is this strong person"Ximen Fenglei could no longer care about anything else. The lon...Nie Kun's purpose was very clear: he wanted these two friends to show off their skills in front of the homeowner, proving that the offerings he had recruited were worth their weight.

Di Wenyuan smiled faintly: "Since Brother Nie has this interest, then I'll show off a little."

Having spoken, he raised his right hand and with a flick of the wrist, a jet of scorching heat erupted forth, aiming directly at the group's glasses.

In the blink of an eye, the white wine in the four cups began to steam.

"For a fine liquor like this Wuliangye, it tastes better after being warmed up. Please try it, Master."

Ling Zhan yuan picked up the wine glass in front of him, taking a gentle sip. The wine was at the perfect temperature and tasted excellent.

To be able to control the temperature so precisely, it shows that the other party's skill in the "Fiery Palm" technique has reached a state of mastery.

He couldn't help but raise a thumb: "Old man, my eyes are opened. Elder Di is truly skilled."

After that, Ling Zhanyuan's gaze fell on Lu Santong, wanting to see his reaction.

"Brother Di, how does this wine taste I have to try it myself to know."

Lu Sandong, known for his overwhelming fist strength, slammed his hand onto the table with a resounding crack. A surge of powerful energy rippled out, sending the wine glasses flying.

The wine in the cup instantly transformed into a silver dragon, shooting towards his mouth.

Lu San Tong downed the entire cup of wine in one gulp.

"Not bad, good wine is always better after being warmed up."

He seems to be praising the taste of the wine, but in reality, he is displaying his pure inner martial arts skills.

"Elder Lu, well done."

Ling Zhan was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up again.

Although he wasn't a martial artist, he also knew how difficult this move was.

By wielding pure inner strength, he controlled the liquor in his cup without even making a ripple on the table. This is something only a master martial artist could achieve.

The next few people clinked glasses and drank merrily.

Di Wenyuan is comparatively better. Wu Santong, on the other hand, is an extremely arrogant person. During the meal, he keeps boasting about how high his cultivation is and how many masters he has defeated.

And just then, a roar of rage came from outside, "Hand over the person, or today I will raze your Ling family to the ground!"

Then, a series of footsteps could be heard. Wang Gui, the butler, rushed in from outside in a fluster.

"Master, something's wrong..."

Ling Zhan yuan's face darkened: "What is all this fuss about What's going on"

"That's how it is, Master," Wang Gui gasped for breath, "A man and a woman broke into our Ling Family. The bodyguards at home couldn't stop them at all."

"What a nerve, daring to come to the Ling family and cause trouble."

Lu San Tong thought this was a great opportunity to show off his abilities. Only by showing how strong he was could he get more resources.

He slammed his fist on the table and stood up aggressively, "Patriarch, you all continue drinking. I'm going to teach these two arrogant fools a lesson."

Ling Zhan Yuan said with some hesitation, "Elder Lu, can one person do it"

"Don't worry, they're just two clueless fools. I'll take care of it."

Lu Santong patted his chest with a proud expression and said to Di Wenyuan, "Di brother, please warm up another cup of wine for me. Before the wine gets cold, I will definitely bring those two arrogant fools to see the master."

Nie Kun laughed loudly: "Brother Lu, you are indeed courageous! In ancient times, Guan Yu beheaded Hua Xiong while drinking wine. Now, I have Brother Lu taking down the reckless man with a cup of wine."

Seeing that everyone was so confident, Ling Zhanyi also felt relieved.

“Well then, Elder Lu, we'll be waiting here to celebrate your victory.”

"Just a moment, Master. I'll be right back."

Lu Santong was full of vigor and followed Steward Wang Gui to outside the villa.

At this moment, Ye Bufan and Leng Qingqiu stand in the center, surrounded by dozens of bodyguards.

But these people were all bruised and battered, their eyes filled with fear. Not one of them dared to step forward again.

"Who is this reckless fool who dares to cause trouble at our Ling family's home"

With Lu Santong by his side, the steward Wang Gui also seemed to have gained some confidence.

Ye Bufan looked at him with icy eyes: "Did your Ling family just capture a young girl Release her quickly."

As the head steward, Wang Gui naturally knew that Ling Huajun had just brought back a young girl. However, such things seemed commonplace to him and he didn't pay it any mind at all.

"Kid, don't you know what place this is This is the Ling family's."

Don't even think about catching one woman, or ten, or even a hundred. This isn't your place to run wild.

This guy was originally trying to show off, but before he could even finish his sentence, a giant hand appeared in front of him and sent him flying away.

Ye Bufan's anger grew hotter and hotter in his heart. He had snatched something from someone else and was still so arrogant, showing how domineering the Ling family was on a daily basis.

"Boy, you're asking for it."

Seeing Wang Gui being beaten in front of him, Lu Santong suddenly felt ashamed. He punched Ye Bufan fiercely.

He claimed to be the master of the fist and was a Sky Rank expert. This punch, upon being unleashed, was imbued with an overwhelming aura, domineering and powerful, causing even the air itself to shriek sharply as if being ripped apart.

"Get out!"

Before Ye Bufan could make a move, Leng Qingqiu let out a loud shout and punched him right back.

Their fists, one big and one small, one black and one white, collided in an instant.

Only a loud boom was heard. Leng Qingqiu stood still, but Lu Santong, who had just been full of momentum, flew out like a cannonball, crashing into a big tree thirty or forty meters away with a thud.

Then he fell to the ground like a sack of grain, struggling to get up but letting out a loud cry as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He then collapsed to the ground with a thud and died.

Wang Gui, who had been slapped and sent flying by Ye Bufan, just got up from the ground when he saw this scene. He was so scared that he turned his head and ran away.

As he ran, he cursed inwardly, "What a load of bull! This so-called Overlord Fist is all hype and no substance. He can't even block a single punch!"

In the hall, Di Wenyuan once again used his Fiery Palm technique to warm everyone's wine.

Nie Kun said: "Di brother, how long do you think Lu brother will be back"

Di Wenyuan said: "San Tong's recent cultivation has made further progress, and he is only one step away from the middle stage of the Heavenly Rank."

"I'll have him bring those two thugs to see the master in less than five minutes."

Nie Kun shook his head. "Brother Di, I think you underestimate Brother Lu."

He not only made further progress in his cultivation, but also brought his signature fist technique to a level of perfection.

They are nothing but two arrogant fools with no real skills. I say they won't be able to hold out for three minutes before he brings them back.

Diwenyuan laughed and said, "Since that's the case, let's make a bet. Whoever loses will drink three cups as punishment."

"No problem, Di ge, just wait for the drinks."

Nie Kun burst into laughter, seeming to have the victory in his grasp.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the door. He said triumphantly, "Brother Di, this time you're finished. In less than three minutes, Brother Lu has already returned."

"I didn't expect San Tong's cultivation to improve so quickly. He returned sooner than expected, but it doesn't matter. I am willing to punish myself with three cups."

"Di Wenyuan said this, and the three of them looked towards the door together. However, it was not Lu Santong who ran in, but Wang Gui, the steward, with a look of panic on his face."

Now Ling Zhanyan seemed to realize something was wrong: "What's going on Where's Elder Lu"

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