"Don't you know Tuoba Jun's reputation? He is a genius from the Southern Territory Temple. He is powerful and talented. How dare you despise him so much? You are simply overestimating your abilities!" Zhang Luan shouted angrily, his voice

Full of disdain and contempt.

However, Ling Xiao seemed not to hear Zhang Luan's words. He shook his head with a disdainful smile on his face.

"I didn't expect that the Supreme Council of the World would actually be deaf, so forget it if you can't hear my words!" He said lightly. Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached Zhang Luan's ears.

Zhang Luan's anger was instantly ignited, and he was almost furious. This new kid not only ignored him, but also openly insulted him!

"stop!"

Zhang Luan roared angrily, and with a wave of his hand, a long knife flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air in his hand. The tip of the knife pointed directly at Ling Xiao, instantly blocking his way. The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense, like the calm before a storm.

Ling Xiao stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Luan with cold eyes.

"Want to fight?" he asked calmly, with a trace of disdain in his voice.

"Fight? No, no, no, this is called a lesson!" Zhang Luan sneered, with a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, "Since you are unwilling to honor us old people, then I can only make you understand the consequences of having no backer in the Upper House.

Already."

As soon as Zhang Luan finished speaking, he swung the long knife in his hand and prepared to attack Ling Xiao. However, just when he was about to take action, Ling Xiao moved.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed and disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Luan. He raised his hand and made a palm strike. The fiery red palm wind contained the power of the flaming dragon soul, which was violent and fiery.

"roll!"

Following Ling Xiao's low shout, the roar of the dragon was deafening, and the wind from his palm roared towards Zhang Luan. Zhang Luan's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Ling Xiao's attack would be so fast and violent, completely beyond his expectation.

"Bang!"

A deafening loud noise echoed in the upper courtyard, and Zhang Luan's body was blown out like a kite with broken strings, hitting the wall in the distance heavily.

The clothes all over his body burned quickly under the blazing heat of the flaming dragon soul. The flames spread quickly, turning his clothes into ashes, revealing the horrific sight of his skin being scorched.

His hair was also burned in the fire, and he instantly changed from a high-spirited young man to a bald one, looking miserable.

Zhang Luan struggled to stand up, but the injuries on his body made him unable to do so. His face was full of pain and anger, and he stared at Ling Xiao with wide eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

However, Ling Xiao just smiled contemptuously, with a hint of disdain in his voice: "Haha, I'm giving you a haircut for free, you should be happy, don't be sad!"

He continued: "You disciples of the Supreme Court in the world may all be arrogant and think that they are geniuses and strong men in the future. However, you should not show off in front of me. Because except for those two or three people, the rest

In front of me, people are like shit!"

Ling Xiao's words were full of ridicule and contempt, making everyone present feel shocked and angry. However, they did not dare to challenge Ling Xiao easily, because the blow just now was enough to prove his strength.

Zhang Luan struggled to get up from the ground, with a ferocious light in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think you are good at fighting? Do you think you, a newcomer, can show off your power in the upper courtyard..."

However, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. Because a palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and that hand was like a ghost, moving towards his face very quickly.

Zhang Luan was shocked and turned pale. He instinctively wanted to dodge, but Ling Xiao's speed was too fast. His palms flew through the air like lightning, and with a fierce wind, they hit Zhang Luan's face.

Zhang Luan was terrified in his heart. He desperately tried to avoid it, but it was too late. There was only a crisp sound of "pop", and Ling Xiao's palm hit Zhang Luan's face firmly.

The force of this palm was so great that Zhang Luan only felt pain on his cheek, and his whole body was thrown backward. He staggered a few steps before he stood still, and a clear palm print appeared on his face, which was burning with pain.

For Zhang Luan, this is not only physical pain, but also spiritual humiliation. As the tenth-ranked master in the Upper House, when has he ever received such treatment?

He stared at Ling Xiao angrily, his eyes full of resentment. However, Ling Xiao just looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a clown.

That terrifying force made Zhang Luan feel as if his face had been slapped by the claws of a giant beast. He instantly swelled up, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't even stand still.

He struggled to get up from the ground again, but at this time his face was swollen and his speech became unclear, which sounded very funny.

"What are you doing standing still here? Come on together!" Zhang Luan roared vaguely, trying to summon his companions to deal with Ling Xiao together.

The eight people who were with Zhang Luan were a little hesitant at first. After all, the strength that Ling Xiao showed just now was too amazing. But now seeing Zhang Luan in such a mess, they had to bite the bullet and stand up.

At this time, a group of disciples from the Upper House gathered outside to watch the excitement. They looked at Ling Xiao curiously and felt very interesting in their hearts.

After all, few new disciples dare to challenge the old man so arrogantly, and even injure the old man. What's more, Zhang Luan is not an ordinary old disciple, he is ranked tenth in the Upper House.

Ling Xiao looked at the eight people with Zhang Luan indifferently, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Isn't it right? The world is a disciple of the Academy, and it is an old disciple, so nine people should join forces to deal with me, a newcomer?

It’s really embarrassing.”

Hearing this, everyone onlookers immediately started talking. Some laughed at Zhang Luan and others for bullying the small ones, while others expressed their appreciation for Ling Xiao's courage and strength. After all, this was not a glorious thing. Nine people joined forces to deal with it.

For a newcomer, it does seem a bit excessive.

Zhang Luan's face was terrifyingly gloomy. He didn't expect that Ling Xiao would point out their disgraceful behavior so directly. He was filled with anger, but he couldn't refute it. After all, they really planned to deal with Ling Xiao with nine people.

It is an indisputable fact.

"Boy, we just have a lot of people, so what if we have nine people to deal with you together?" Zhang Luan laughed evilly, his voice full of provocation and threats. He had put down all scruples and bottom lines, and was ready to go all out to deal with Ling Xiao.

.

A person who is shameless is invincible.

Zhang Luan has always done this.

He knows very well that in this world, only the strong can survive. And if you want to become a strong person, you must put aside all scruples and bottom lines and go all out to pursue your goals.

Therefore, he does not care about other people's opinions and evaluations, he only cares about whether he can achieve his own goals.
Chapter completed!