Zhang Tianci didn't have time to judge what the handful of gas he was so worried about was.

The "Sweeping Monk" had already rushed towards Zhang Tianci with very quick movements.

What was strange about the "Sweeping Monk" was that Zhang Tianci still stood there with an unmoving expression.

There is no intention of avoiding it at all.

Just when the gas in the palm of the "Sweeping Monk" was about to burst out and hit Zhang Tianci, Zhang Tianci finally moved.

He took a step back and turned around.

He easily and skillfully dodged the attack of the "Sweeping Monk".

Then his body pounced forward in a very strange posture, with his palm just in time, he grabbed the "Sweeping Monk" and held the thorn's wrist.

"Old sir, as a junior, I want to remind you."

"The Qian family has offended me very much. If you don't want to come in for no reason and be an extra, it's best not to do anything from now on."

"Don't attack me again, don't talk to me, or even pretend you can't see me."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Sweeping Monk" snorted coldly.

"No mercy?"

"What, do you think you can kill me?"

"Are you too arrogant?"

Zhang Tianci gave a very calm smile.

"Whether I am arrogant or confident, you will know soon."

"Old sir, I hope you won't regret it."

The "sweeping monk" frowned instantly.

He has already noticed that Zhang Tianci is not simple.

But still didn't let go.

Because it is his mission to protect Huaishi.

He once swore a solemn oath in front of the ancestral tablet of the Qian family. In this life, he will be in Huaishi. Anyone who wants to take away Huaishi can only step on his body.

He cannot retreat.

"Your name is Zhang Tianci, right?"

The "sweeping monk" took a deep breath.

"Young man, I would like to advise you one last time. You are completely unable to control Huai Shi's power. His power frightens everyone."

"Once the existence of Huaishi is spread, it will attract endless pursuit for you."

"These are consequences you cannot afford."

"If you turn around and leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened today."

Zhang Tianci seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He raised his eyebrows slightly mockingly.

"I came to get my own things, how could I turn around and leave?"

"The old gentleman looks down on me a little too much."

"As for the consequences I will bear after taking the Huai Stone, that is all my business. The more powerful the power, the more people will flock to it. If there are many people chasing me because of the existence of the Huai Stone.

"

"Not only will I not feel that Huai Shi is a burden to me, but I will feel proud that I have a treasure like Huai Shi."

"No one in this world can defeat me."

"All those who want to hunt down and embarrass me, I will kill one of them, and I will kill two of them."

The "sweeping monk" had a dark eyebrow.

"Okay, since you are so ignorant, let's do it."

The "Sweeping Monk" was filled with a strong murderous aura, and he attacked Zhang Tianci in a flash.

When Zhang Tianci turned his wrist, the sword was already in his palm.

He raised his sword and struck hard at the long thorn in "Sweeping Monk's" hand.

But what surprised him was that the weapon in the hands of the "Sweeping Monk" was made of who knows what material. The moment he struck with his long sword, it completely lost its appearance of being as hard as iron.

The long thorn seemed to have turned into a piece of plasticine.

He followed Zhang Tianci's long sword in twists and turns, climbed up, and circled around his sword.

Zhang Tianci raised his eyebrows.

He glanced at the "sweeping monk" in surprise.

A smile flashed in the eyes of the "Sweeping Monk".

Turning one hand into a palm, golden gas gathered in the palm again and covered Zhang Tianci's Tianling Cap.

Zhang Tianci did not dodge, but pounced forward.

He kicked the "Sweeping Monk" hard.

He instantly kicked the "Sweeping Monk" away, the long thorn escaped his hand, and his body had already fallen more than ten meters away.

Zhang Tianci's movements were extremely fast. He held the hilt of the sword tightly and did not let go. He bent his wrist ninety degrees. When he turned it back again, the ID card was suddenly wrapped in golden flames.

As soon as the golden flame touched the thorn, the thorn immediately returned to its previous straight-as-iron appearance with a bang.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the "Sweeping Monk".

A backflip, ready to stand up quickly and join the fight again.

Unfortunately, before his feet even landed on the ground, Zhang Tianci had already kicked him with his second kick.

The "Sweeping Monk" was unable to dodge for a moment, and his body flew out again.

It hit the concrete floor more than ten meters away and rolled back several times. All the clothes on his body were torn to pieces, exposing his flesh.

In an instant, he was covered in scars.

He steadied himself awkwardly.

He stared at Zhang Tianci in astonishment.

"How can you have such profound skills at such a young age?"

"Zhang Tianci, which sect do you worship and who do you study under?"

Zhang Tianci smiled leisurely.

"its me……"

He sighed and deliberately kept it secret.

"I have not joined any sect, nor do I have a master. I am just a simple commander, self-taught."

The "Sweeping Monk" looked even more surprised.

"Then the skills you practice..."

Don't wait for him to finish his question.

Zhang Tianci had already raised the corners of his mouth.

"As for what kind of skills I practice, you don't have to ask anymore. How can anyone with any brains make the skills they practice public?"

"Before you take action, old gentleman, I have warned you over and over again."

"You don't take my words to heart at all."

"Now that we have taken action, we must determine the winner and fight to the death."

"You don't have to talk anymore and waste time."

"Sweeping Monk" frowned.

Use your hands and feet to get up from the ground.

He spread his palms.

The long thorn that originally landed on the cement floor flew into his hand again.

Carrying a long thorn, the "Sweeping Monk" attacked Zhang Tianci again.

The sword in Zhang Tianci's hand was still covered with golden flames. When he struck the long thorn in the "Sweeping Monk"'s hand again, the long thorn broke immediately.

"Old sir."

"Looking at your weapon, it should be a treasure too."
To be continued...