Nie Kun's purpose was obvious, which was to let these two friends show their strength in front of the head of the family and prove that the offerings he had solicited were worth the money.
Di Wenyuan smiled slightly: "Since Brother Nie is so interested, I will use some tricks."
After speaking, he raised his right hand, and with a wave of his palm, a stream of hot air spurted out. The target was very clear: several people's wine glasses.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the white wine in the four people's glasses was steaming.
"The best Wuliangye like this needs to be warmed to taste better. Master, please taste it."
Ling Zhanyuan picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. The temperature of the wine in the glass was moderate and the taste was excellent.
Being able to control the temperature so accurately shows that the opponent has reached the level of proficiency in the Fire Palm.
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "I've opened my eyes, Elder Di is really good at it."
After speaking, Ling Zhanyuan's eyes fell on Lu Santong again, wanting to see how he performed.
"Brother Di, I still have to taste it to know how this wine tastes."
Lu Santong, known as the dominating boxer, raised his hand and slapped it on the table, and a fierce energy swept through the wine glass.
The wine in the cup instantly turned into a silver dragon and shot towards his mouth.
Lu Santong opened his mouth and drank a glass of wine in an instant.
"Yes, good wine really tastes better when it's warmed up."
He seemed to be praising the taste of the wine, but he was actually showing off his pure internal skills.
"Elder Lu, good work."
Ling Zhanyuan was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up again.
Although he is not a warrior, he also knows how difficult this skill is.
Controlling the liquid with pure inner strength, the wine glass and the dining table are not affected at all. This is something that only martial arts masters can do.
The next few people mingled with each other and drank happily.
Di Wenyuan was better in comparison, while Wu Santong was an extremely arrogant person. During the dinner, he kept bragging about how high his cultivation level was and how many masters he had defeated.
But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from outside, "Hurry up and hand over this person, or we will crush your Ling family today."
Then there was a sound of footsteps, and the housekeeper Wang Gui ran in from outside in a panic.
"Master, it's not good..."
Ling Zhanyuan's face darkened: "What's going on in such a panic?"
"The head of the family is like this..." Wang Gui gasped, "A man and a woman broke into our Ling family, and the bodyguards at home couldn't stop them at all."
"You are so brave, you dare to come to Ling's house to cause trouble."
Lu Santong felt that this was a great opportunity to showcase himself. The stronger he showed his strength, the more resources he could obtain.
He slammed the table and stood up angrily, "Master, you drink slowly while I go and teach these two madmen a lesson."
Ling Zhanyuan said a little uneasy: "Elder Lu, can you do it alone?
"Don't worry, they're just two guys who don't know the heights of the world. I'll come as soon as I can."
Lu Santong patted his chest with an arrogant look on his face and said to Di Wenyuan, "Brother Di, please help me heat up another glass of wine. Before the wine cools down, I will bring those two madmen to see the master of the family."
Nie Kun laughed loudly and said: "Brother Lu is indeed very courageous. In ancient times, Guan Yu killed Hua Xiong with warm wine, but now I, Brother Lu, kill the madman with a glass of wine."
Seeing that these people were so confident, Ling Zhanyuan felt relieved.
"Well, Elder Lu, we are waiting here to celebrate your success."
"Master, wait a moment, go and come back."
Lu Santong was full of momentum and followed the housekeeper Wang Gui outside the villa.
At this moment, Ye Bufan and Leng Qingqiu were standing in the middle, surrounded by dozens of bodyguards.
However, each of these people had bruises and swollen faces, their eyes were full of fear, and none of them had the courage to step forward.
"Where does this madman dare to come to our Ling family to cause trouble?"
With Lu Santong beside him, the butler Wang Gui gained a bit more momentum.
Ye Bufan looked at him with cold eyes: "Did your Ling family just capture a girl? Release her immediately."
As the chief housekeeper, Wang Gui naturally knew that Ling Huajun had just captured a girl, but this kind of thing seemed to him so normal that he didn't take it to heart at all.
"Boy, don't you see where this is? This is the Ling family.
Let alone one woman, just 10, so what if you catch 100? This is simply not the place for you to run wild.
Those who know better should kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise..."
This guy originally wanted to show off his authority, but before he could finish speaking, a huge palm appeared in front of him, and was immediately whipped away.
Ye Bufan's anger grew stronger and stronger, and he was so arrogant when he robbed someone, which showed how arrogant the Ling family was in normal times.
"Boy, you are looking for death."
Seeing Wang Gui being beaten in front of him, Lu Santong suddenly felt his face was dull and punched Ye Bufan suddenly.
He is known as the master of boxing and is a heaven-level master. After this punch was struck, he was so powerful and domineering that even the air made a sharp roar, as if it was being torn apart.
"Get out of here!"
Before Ye Bufan could make a move, Leng Qingqiu shouted loudly and also punched him.
The fists of the two people, one large and one small, one black and one white, collided in an instant.
Hearing a boom, Leng Qingqiu stood still and did not move at all, while Lu Santong, who was full of momentum just now, was shot out thirty or forty meters like a cannonball, and hit a big tree with a bang.
Then it fell to the ground like a broken sack. He struggled to stand up, but spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Then he fell to the ground with a thud and died.
Over there, Wang Gui, who was slapped away by Ye Bufan, saw this scene as soon as he got up from the ground and turned around and ran away in fright.
As he ran, he cursed in his mind, "You bullshit punches so loudly, you can't even block a punch."
In the hall, Di Wenyuan once again used his fire palm to heat up the wines of several people.
Nie Kun said: "Brother Di, how long do you think it will take for Brother Lu to come back?"
Di Wenyuan said: "San Tong's recent cultivation has improved again, and he is only one step away from the middle stage of heaven.
I think it won't take more than 5 minutes for him to capture those two madmen and bring them to the head of the family."
Nie Kun shook his head: "Brother Di, I think you still underestimate Brother Lu.
Not only has he improved in cultivation, but he has also reached the level of proficiency in his dominating fist.
They're just two arrogant people with no real abilities. I'd say he can bring those two people back in less than three minutes."
Di Wenyuan smiled and said: "In that case, let's make a bet. Whoever loses will punish himself with three drinks."
"No problem, Brother Di is just waiting for a drink."
Nie Kun burst out laughing, seemingly already winning.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps at the door, and he said proudly: "Brother Di, you are definitely going to lose this time. Brother Lu has already returned in less than three minutes."
"I didn't expect that Santong's cultivation level would improve so quickly, and he would come back so quickly, but it doesn't matter, I am willing to punish myself with three cups."
As Di Wenyuan said this, the three of them looked towards the door together, only to see that it was not Lu Santong who ran in, but the housekeeper Wang Gui who looked panicked.
Now Ling Zhanyuan seemed to realize something was wrong: "What's going on? Where is Elder Lu?"
Wang Gui shouted in panic: "Sorry, Master, Elder Lu is dead."
