You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 62: The Scholar Is Repelled by a Flick of the Finger
The scholar stood motionless in front of the altar, his face changed color several times, and finally became as gloomy as water.

Anyone who has been in the martial arts world knows that if someone sets up a magic altar, his abilities will be increased by several feet. Even if he only has acquired skills, he can still defeat people with innate abilities.

The scholar himself was already at the innate realm, and after shouting and laughing on the altar, he was even closer to innate perfection. Now, even if a land immortal came, he was confident that he could fight with him.

In the scholar's opinion, although the Taoist priest in front of him was strong, he should not be as strong as the immortal on land. If the other party retreated and hid in Xuzhou, started guerrilla warfare, hitting left and right, and ran around in Xuzhou to annoy him, then the scholar could understand it.

But it just came right in front of me...

When things are abnormal, there must be something wrong!

If things are different from what was expected, it means there must be something fishy going on.

The scholar claimed that he was not stupid, nor did he think that the other party would be stupid. If he dared to confront the person who went to the altar head-on, he must be quite confident in his own strength!

Or he is carrying some top-level magic weapon!
not to mention……

Although the Legislative Forum was not too far from the town center, it was still some minutes' walk away. The Taoist priest appeared behind him in an instant, which inevitably made him feel scared.

Try it out first.

He coughed lightly, smiled, and was polite as if he was meeting an old friend. The scholar smiled and said:
"Hello, Taoist priest. I have long heard of your name. It is our first time meeting you. You are indeed a rare talent with a noble bearing."

"Thank you." Zuo Chen nodded, very satisfied with the other party's compliment.

The scholar's smile was a little stiff.

Couldn't this Taoist priest hear that he was just being polite?

I was polite to you, shouldn't you be polite in return?

But the scholar immediately calmed down and asked again:

"Master, you have a precious pot over there. It's a new treasure. Why don't you go get it, but come to me first? I don't have any tea leaves prepared for you."

"That's a shame. I'm a little thirsty right now, and my throat will be dry without tea." Zuo Chen said, "As for the pot you mentioned, I came here in a hurry, and seeing its evil nature, I simply kicked it in half. Now there should be only two pieces of scrap metal left."

The scholar nodded: "Master, you are very capable."

Having said that, he didn't believe that Zuo Chen would do that at all.

It takes a lot of effort to get such a rare treasure, and he couldn't even get two of them. Even if a land immortal saw it, they would just collect it. Even if he didn't need to take it back to play with his own children, it would be nice.

The scholar estimated that the pot was now lying on the donkey cart.

Seeing the Taoist practicing Tai Chi with him, the scholar really couldn't figure out the other party's background, so he thought for a while and said, "I got a big thing in Xuzhou before. It's very beautiful and interesting. I wonder if you are interested? If you are interested, I will take you to have a look."

"Sure, when do we set off?" Zuo Chen said as he walked forward, already approaching the scholar.

The scholar suddenly felt his whole body go cold.

Danger!

very dangerous!
The Taoist priest only took two steps forward, and the scholar felt his breathing was blocked.

Almost instinctively, the scholar raised his hand, took the iron box beside him, felt around in it, and pulled out a sword.

There were four swords in his iron box, and the one in his hand now was a five-inch dagger.

The short sword emitted a half-inch of cold light. If an ordinary martial artist just took a look at it, he would probably feel a sharp pain on his skin.

But even with the sword drawn, he could still feel palpitations.

Damn it, where did these land immortals come from!

"Is it necessary to have a fight? Why don't we sit down and have a nice cup of tea? Chat about everything and then leave each other. Wouldn't it be nice to chat about everything?" The scholar's expression was solemn, and the smile he had just had gradually faded.

"If you can prepare good tea and tell us everything honestly, then it will be possible."

Zuo Chen took big steps, getting closer and closer to the scholar.

The distance from the original distance of several feet has now been reduced to less than ten feet.

"Then Taoist priest, you have to take two more steps forward. If you don't come closer to me, how can I serve you tea?" The corners of the scholar's lips were dry.

Five steps...

four steps...

Zuo Chen raised his foot, shook it in the air, and then landed on the ground! The scholar's body moved violently, and the sword thrust forward, the whole person flew in the air, not cutting the neck horizontally, but cutting the head vertically!
The flames in the brazier above the altar danced, achieving a wonderful resonance with the scholar. His spiritual power also surged, and the strength of this sword was firmly at the peak of the innate level. If placed in the entire martial arts world, he would be a top grandmaster!

He actually wanted to take advantage of Zuo Chen's unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack with a sword!
This sword is so fast that the scholar is even confident that he can hurt the immortals on land!
If you are lucky, you can even seriously injure the immortals on earth by cutting into the vital parts!
then,

He saw clearly,
Zuo Chen stretched out two fingers.

Just pinch it gently.

"Buzz!"

The sword was firmly held between Zuo Chen's two fingers, unable to move forward at all and difficult to pull out.

"This sword of yours is too dark and unlucky. Holding it for too long will harm your body. Let me destroy it for you."

Zuo Chen said.

Scholar: “Ah?”

Before the scholar could react, he discovered that cracks began to spread upwards from the place where Zuo Chen's fingers were pinching the sword, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire sword.

Then Zuo Chen flicked the sword lightly, and the whole sword exploded immediately.

The scholar opened his eyes wide and saw the broken weapon flying towards him. His mind was racing like thunder and suddenly a wooden sign floated out of his arms with a beast face painted on it.

This beast has red fur, pointed ears, sharp teeth and looks like a tiger but not a lion. It is extremely ferocious.

It was originally a dead object, but after the flying fragments arrived, it seemed to suddenly come alive.

He suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a miserable roar!
The sword fragments flying from all directions instantly lost their power and fell vertically to the ground, making a tinkling sound.

The scholar finally got his chance. He suddenly jumped back, took three or four steps, and returned to the altar.

After he stepped back, the wooden sign seemed to lose its power and fell directly to the ground with two snapping sounds.

Then it split down the middle.

At this moment, sweat was already pouring down his forehead.

Stronger than he thought!

Stronger than those old guys who just entered the land of immortals!

Because of his status, he had also met several top masters. Although those old guys were far superior to him in terms of methods and skills, they were still within his understanding.

But the scholar could no longer understand the Taoist priest in front of him.

He just stood there, like a bottomless ocean. All the skills and methods he used with all his strength were drowned by the opponent, leaving nothing behind.

But he looked so young, as if he was one or two years younger than herself.

Even the capital city master at that time must have been in his seventies or eighties.

"The Taoist priest is truly capable." That was all the scholar could say.

"You are quite capable." Zuo Chen glanced at the wooden sign on the ground.

His fingertips felt a little numb.

A little bit of it seemed to bounce off the glass.

The last time I missed was when I was facing the cassock bear, but that time it was because of the monk's cassock.

This wooden sign is genuine and has some real value.

Zuo Chen estimated that if the original owner of the wooden sign was here, he might have reached the Qi Refining level.

There is something about this scholar.

Zuo Chen looked him up and down, feeling that he could squeeze a lot out of this scholar, and his smile became even wider.

The scholar swallowed his saliva and felt a chill down his spine.

Grandpas, I’m still in the recommended position recently, and I really can’t add more chapters. I can only try to cram more information into the chapters. I hope you grandpas will bear with me and follow me more often. I kowtow to you grandpas!

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