"May I ask if Senior is calling me?"

The young man's eyes were full of disbelief, and the ecstasy when he picked up a lot of money while walking on the road kept reappearing on his face.

After all, who can't act?

Xu Siqing said nothing, but the spiritual power thread that fell on his hand tightened slightly.

Seeing this, the young man quickly bowed deeply and said loudly: "Junior thanks Senior Xu."

Seeing this, the monks around him were very excited.

"This young man is just lucky. This kind of luck can fall on him."

"Who says it's not the case? You can get this opportunity by setting up a stall." This is a spiritual monk who had previously done a small business at Xu Changsheng's stall.

"Look at that stupid look, still in a daze, that's enough!"

No one dares to accuse him of his identity as a martial artist. After all, this person was originally chosen by Xu Siqing. No matter how he chooses, it is his business. If he jumps out and accuses him of his identity as a martial artist, he is not pointing it at Xu Siqing's face.

Curse?

Of course, the saddest thing in the scene was the short bearded monk standing in front of Xu Changsheng. One second he had this great opportunity, and he was ready. Then the next second someone told him that this opportunity was

other's……

He sat on the ground in despair, with a sad face and a look of despair.

Xu Changsheng was confused for a while. Looking at this man who seemed to have bad luck, he tentatively asked, "Senior Xu, how about I give this opportunity to this fellow Taoist..."

Could such a good thing really happen to me?

Come on!

If I had this kind of luck, I would still be struggling here and practicing this body practice. I would have already become a cultivator of that path or even a sword cultivator. Why would I end up like this?

So it must be something fishy!

As expected, when he heard this, Xu Siqing became unhappy before the people around him could complain.

He grabbed the silk thread with his right hand and lifted it up. He suddenly stood up, and Xu Changsheng was pulled up by him out of thin air.

He also stood up and stepped forward, and a wave of spiritual energy swept over him, condensing a piece of spiritual energy ground three feet long and wide in front of him.

After Xu Changsheng landed and stood firm, Xu Siqing calmed down and lectured: "Is it child's play to fight between the great roads?! How can I give it away if this opportunity falls on me? What a nonsense! I will remember this well in the future.

If you have an opportunity, you have to fight for it with your life! As long as you don’t die, then fight for it! Otherwise, there’s no point in cultivating or talking about reaching the top!”

Xu Changsheng trembled and nodded, perfectly interpreting the appearance of a timid young man.

It's true to say that I'm afraid. After all, I don't know what the situation is, and this is actually a cultivator at the peak of the Third Middle Realm in front of me. Even if I stand in front of him and do nothing, I can feel the unspeakable pressure.

If he really wanted to do something to him, then everything about him that could protect him seemed to be... gone.

After all, no matter how defiant the demon is, you still have to have the strength to display it.

"Okay, you use your strongest strength to attack me first, and I will check your background first." Xu Siqing patted the hem of his clothes and returned to his smiling good-natured appearance.

Xu Changsheng stopped pretending and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He bowed to the old man and said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Siqing nodded and remained motionless.

The young man took a few steps back, thinking about how much strength he should use.

There is no Zhenshan suppression, and I am in the second half of the blood exchange, so I can suppress it a little. I think it is the early stage of the blood exchange, or the first time. My energy and blood are slightly fluctuating now, so it is convenient to pretend.

As for boxing skills...just throw a punch casually.

The young man retreated slightly, lowered his body, lowered his right fist to his waist, and raised his fist to the sky.

Even if he didn't use "Mountain and Sea", as long as his heart moved, the fist's intention would surge from the inside out, instantly covering his whole body and boiling.

Xu Siqing looked calm on the outside, but he was still shocked inside.

this

Boy, what a strong punch!

As for the monks below, they also sent messages and chatted with each other, asking acquaintances and friends to see if they knew anyone. After all, at this age and with such a foundation of physical cultivation, it is impossible for him to be an unknown person.

The boy keeps accumulating his punching intention. Although this punch is casual, since he has decided to punch, there is no such thing as casual!

"Senior, I'm offended!"

The young man grinned, and at the same time he began to turn his right fist back and then retract it, and at the same time pressed his body down again.

That's when Xu Siqing wanted to nod.

The boy moved!

He disappeared in an instant and reappeared on top of Xu Siqing's head.

The young man looked calm and punched down, as if he had no idea about his cultivation level, that he was a monk at the peak of distraction, and that he wanted to kill others!

Xu Siqing was not surprised, after all, he said it himself.

He didn't even raise his hand.

Just with a thought, a cyan handprint appeared out of thin air above his head and flew away into the sky.

Fist seals intersect!

A dull sound spread throughout Duyan, as if even the giant boat in the river was suppressed and sank, and the hull trembled.

And in the "theater" room, a bunch of people also looked solemn.

"Sir, what kind of cultivation is he..."

The man in white pondered for a moment, "It's true that I have just entered the blood exchange. As for my true strength, it may be in the later stage of the blood exchange."

"this……"

In the field.

After the young man broke the seal with one punch, he landed on the ground and breathed quickly to calm down the chaotic atmosphere.

Xu Siqing stroked his beard and smiled: "Not bad."

The young man quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, senior."

Xu Siqing nodded, looked at the monks below, and said with a smile: "Next, I will let you fellow Taoists see the attack technique."

Xu Changsheng looked stern, this was a distracted peak cultivator who wanted to take action against him!

Who doesn’t panic!

Xu Siqing seemed to know his worries and comforted him: "In this first blow, I only used one level of strength. Don't worry, little friend. If you are really injured, I will protect you."

As he spoke, he patted the mustard on his waist and laughed heartily.

The young man scratched his head and said, "Don't you dare!"

"Little friend, get ready!"

As he spoke, Xu Siqing raised his right hand, and a shadow of an ancient cauldron appeared in his hand. There seemed to be ancient runes on it, spinning constantly.

Xu Changsheng hurriedly sank down, assuming a defensive posture, and the fist energy flowing through his body did not leak out at all.

Seeing that he was ready, Xu Siqing did not wait any longer, dragging the shadow of the ancient cauldron and throwing it forward.

The ancient cauldron was good at facing the wind, and when it landed on Xu Changsheng's head, it was already the normal size, and its whole body exuded a mysterious atmosphere, as if there were green elephants running on the ground, and there were green elephants sitting soundly sleeping.

Xu Changsheng felt that a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and with that invincible attitude, he quickly lowered his body again and raised his hands up.

"drink!"

The young man shouted loudly.

As soon as his hands touched the ancient tripod, his figure was suppressed a bit, and even the ground shaped by the spiritual power seemed to be sinking.

The weight was really heavy. Xu Changsheng gritted his teeth and held on to the ancient cauldron without any thought of resistance. He also felt that as long as he moved, the ancient cauldron would be completely suppressed, suppressing him here and allowing others to slaughter him.

For the first time, he felt the gap between himself and the peak of distraction. Is this 10% of the strength of peak distraction? He was already suppressed and couldn't move, so what if he had to use all his strength? Wouldn't he be even

I can't survive even one move.

As for Xu Siqing, he was also quite shocked. This young man was hiding so well!

As for the 10% strength, who are you fooling! After 10% strength, the young man almost overturned the ancient cauldron in an instant. Isn’t it shameless for me to be distracted and at the peak of my concentration?! If I really want to be overturned by a young man, then my ancient cauldron will be overturned.

There really is no need to mess around.

Until I have come up with almost 40% of my actual strength

Only with his strength could he faintly suppress him.

So as not to make a fool of yourself.

After a while, Xu Siqing took back the shadow of the ancient cauldron.

Xu Changsheng only felt a lightness on his head, and before he could relax for a moment, he heard Xu Siqing laugh and say: "Not bad, come again!"

With a wave of his hand, two flying swords flew out of his sleeves, flying towards him like a swimming dragon.

"drink!"
To be continued...