Xu Qian stood up and stood on the observation deck, pressed his hand on the guardrail, and squinted his eyes to examine the man on the ring.

It was extremely certain that he did not know this shouting hero, let alone an enemy in the copper-skinned and iron-bone realm.

Enemies don't appear for no reason, but I didn't think of it... Xu Qian touched his chin, thinking about the enemies that might be targeting him.

In terms of life, he has always adhered to the purpose of being kind to others and persuading others with virtue.

In terms of being an official, he believed in being upright and serving the country and the people.

Such a good person should not have enemies.

Concubine Chen is an insidious woman. If she wanted to take revenge on me, she would prefer assassination and would not make such a big fuss... As for the princes in the court, although many parties want me to die, the current situation

Not in line with the style of a scholar......

"He's scared."

"Nonsense, that's a master of the copper-skinned and iron-bone realm. With such a small body, he can be destroyed with just one punch."

"So, these dudes who rely on their ancestors' support, no matter how powerful they are in the capital, are nothing if they meet a master."

Xu Qi'an's "hesitation" turned into timidity and timidity in the eyes of the young heroes at the opposite table.

The young heroes were immediately relieved. Their mentality at this moment was like taking a 90-point beauty to a nightclub, but in the middle, Mr. Zhao came and shouted: Mr. Zhao pays for tonight's consumption!

The high-quality beauty with a score of 90 was impressed by Mr. Zhao's aura and turned to Mr. Zhao... But at this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and the real boss came and slapped Mr. Zhao with his backhand.

explain:

You do not deserve!

Although it was not the young heroes who were slapped, it was still very satisfying. Seeing a yamen with a silver gun and a waxy head deflated and embarrassed, it directly poked fun at the young heroes.

Thinking of this, they all turned to look at Miss Rongrong, hoping to see disappointment in her eyes, and to see the look of the splendid young man losing his glory.

Then I remembered that they were potential stocks and switched to them.

Miss Rongrong's rank was obviously not as shallow as the young heroes thought. She showed caring eyes, even though Yinluo, who was nothing but handsome, had his back to her.

At this time, Xu Qi'an turned around, pressed the handle of the knife on his lower back with one hand, and said, "I'll go meet you for a while."

"Why!"

Miss Rongrong suddenly approached Xu Qian, pulled Xu Qian's arm, let go before he frowned, smiled apologetically, and said, "Why bother competing with a common man in the world?"

Xu Qian ignored him, shook his head, and went straight downstairs.

"Even if you have a monstrous background, you still have to find help first. If you go up like this, won't you get beaten in vain?" Miss Rongrong muttered.

After leaving the restaurant, Xu Qi'an walked towards the ring, flicking his thumb, and a wisp of energy leaked out.

The bronze-skinned man and the jocks in the crowd immediately noticed it and turned around to look. After seeing Xu Qian's silver gong uniform, they understood.

The rightful owner has arrived.

Retreat voluntarily.

The common people who eat melons do not have such awareness, and they still stay outside.

"Get away!"

Xu Qian caught a man in commoner clothes and kicked him so hard that he fled in panic. Then the common people backed away in fear and got out of the way.

"Get out, get out!"

Xu Qian took off the scabbard and beat everyone he met, regardless of gender or age.

"Everyone should step back ten feet and not come closer... Hey, old man, don't rely on your old age. Do you want to taste Houlang's slap?"

"Which little brat, if no one takes it away, I'll take it and sell it...Why are you crying? I have to force you to kick you...Auntie, have you made lunch?"

Are you here? Why don't you come here to watch the fun... What's wrong with you? If you are twenty years younger, I will sell you to a brothel."

Restaurant, observation deck.

The young heroes pressed their hands on the guardrail and were filled with indignation as they watched Xu Qi'an bullying the common people.

"This bitch actually takes it out on the people around him."

"If you have the ability to go on stage and fight, you will only bully the people. How can you be a fight?"

"A straw bag."

If Xu Qi'an is not here, they can openly scold him.

A young hero with good facial features turned around, walked to Rongrong, and said gently: "Miss Rongrong, let's go back and have a drink, and tell you more about my master's experience of traveling to the north and killing barbarians with his sword."

"Yeah, what's the point of drinking with this idiot second generation? Miss Rongrong, look, he only knows how to bully the people." The other young heroes agreed.

Miss Rongrong sat upright, glanced at these young heroes, and said with a smile: "Do you think he is bullying the people?"

"Isn't it?" the young heroes asked.

Miss Rongrong blinked her eyes and said curiously: "There is a saying in the world: When masters fight, idlers retreat! It means that the fluctuations of Qi of high-level warriors can easily kill ordinary people. You don't even know this, right?

Yes, no?"

........The young heroes immediately blushed.

"Then the direct explanation of the situation is that I don't want to take the opportunity to bully the civilians and vent their emotions." The young hero who invited Rongrong retorted unwillingly.

Miss Rongrong lowered her head and drank to hide the disdain in her eyes.

The people in the market are so ignorant. If you explain your interests and interests to them in nice words, will they listen? Do they understand what "the masters compete and the idlers retreat"?

The people in the market are not only ignorant, but also rogues. They are only afraid of official officials. To deal with them, it is better to serve them with a big stick than to treat them with a pleasant appearance.

These young heroes with good family backgrounds or sects are said to be moths lying on the merit books of their ancestors, but in fact they are not as good as silver gongs.

.............

After beating around the ring and finally driving the blind civilians away, Xu Qi'an jumped onto the ring, holding a knife, looking at the man who was a head taller than him, and asked:

"Whose person are you?"

"I am your mother's man." The eight-foot-tall man sneered.

Are you going to spit out fragrance with me? Okay, keep your breath, and take him to the watchman's dungeon before teaching him how to be a good man. You are not afraid that he will not tell the truth...Xu Qian hung the saber back on his waist, pressed the handle

road:

"To deal with a sixth-grade ant like you, I only need one knife."

How arrogant?!

The surrounding Jianghu guests were shocked. A sixth-grade warrior was considered a figure in the Jianghu world, and in some counties, it was the status of the leader of the martial arts alliance, the overlord of one party.

Even though there are many masters in the capital, including legendary first-level warlocks, sixth-level warriors are still not a cabbage that anyone can handle.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The eight-foot-tall, muscular man said with a ferocious smile: "Not only will I crush your soft ass, but you will also cut off your tongue and serve it as dinner."

In the observation hall, Miss Rongrong looked back at Tongluo, who was drinking and eating, and frowned: "My lord, aren't you calling someone?"

The boss is almost defeated and injured. He actually eats so well. It's hard to believe that he is an errand in the yamen and doesn't understand the slightest bit of human nature.

"Hi!"

Tongluo waved his hand: "It's just a copper skin and iron bone realm, nothing more. You have no idea how powerful our Lord Xu is."

"Master Xu is also a man of steel and iron?"

Rongrong recalled it for a moment and then denied her guess. She had observed Xu Qi'an and found that there was no divine light unique to the copper skin and iron bone realm on his body.

Tongluo glanced at the young heroes and sneered: "Master Xu is certainly not in the bronze skin and iron bone realm, but he was once assassinated on the street. The assassins were two gods in the refining realm and one in the bronze skin and iron bone realm...

…Guess what happened next?”

Rongrong shook her head.

Of course everything turned out to be okay after all, Xu Qi'an was alive and well, and she knew that was not what Tong Luo was talking about.

"One knife!"

Tongluo raised a finger.

"What?"

The charming girl Rongrong didn't understand.

Tongluo pointed outside and said calmly: "See for yourself."

boom!

The sound of the surface of the arena cracking was heard, and Miss Rongrong suddenly turned around and saw the eight-foot-old man crushing the white marble beneath his feet, turning it into a black afterimage.

On the other side, Xu Qian took a bow, lowered his knees, and flicked his thumb.

Clang......The sound of the blade being unsheathed spread throughout the audience, getting louder and louder.

With Rongrong's eyesight, she could only see a thin line of dark gold flashing past, followed by exploding sword energy, like invisible steel needles, shooting in all directions.

On the ground, shallow holes were pierced on the surface of the ring.
To be continued...