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    Though he wasn’t inclined to be too showy, or too cocky, per se.

    However, he knew that what he was representing at this moment was the Evil Moon Sect Linjiang Branch.

    This matter was explicitly a sparring match between two physical cultivators.

    In fact, it had already been counted as a rivalry between the Evil Moon Sect’s Linjiang Sub-Sect and the Gathering Treasure Pavilion’s Linjiang Sub-Gallery.

    What kind of attitude for what kind of occasion.

    Someone Su has never disappointed in this.

    Since he had chosen Feng Qingya, he was not destined to be friendly with Feng Mingyan’s side.

    Then it doesn’t matter if you’re offended at the beginning.

    “Since you are a house slave, this seat should be the one to give way to you.

    You make the first move, perhaps this seat will actually be able to point you in the right direction.”

    At this moment, Su Jingjing had his hands behind his back and laughed as he looked at the cross-fleshed body cultivator in front of him.

    The moment these arrogant words of his came out, a smirk steeply appeared on the faces of the many surrounding Evil Moon Sect executives.

    The dissatisfaction that had arisen earlier had completely dissipated.

    In their view, to be in the presence of a provocateur is to be wild and proud!

    This, is the true color of a demonic cultivator!

    [Empathy +2]

    [Remaining available points: 105]

    At the same time, small golden characters suddenly appeared in front of Su Jingjing’s eyes.

    This naturally came from Falling Moon White.

    At this time, he, Su Someone, was making a long face for Falling Moon White, and the arrival of these two points was not unexpected.

    And Su Jingjing’s words at this moment, was completely igniting the anger in the heart of this body cultivator in front of him.

    Although it was true that he was Feng Mingyan’s house slave, it was an insult to him when it came out of Su Jingjing’s mouth.

    Strongly holding back his anger, he still blew out his own family name: “My name is Meng Li, so be careful, Officiant Su!”

    As the words fell, the power of the blood qi in his body suddenly shook.

    And then with a stomp of his feet, he came straight at Su Jingxin.

    His right hand had long since clenched his fist and slammed straight into Su Jingxing’s face.

    Before crossing over Su Jingjing had always heard of a casserole-sized fist, but he had never seen it.

    Now here in Monterey, it is seen.

    And the moment he struck out, the blood qi stirred, and Su Jingjing then also perceived that this fellow’s cultivation had indeed reached the level of a fleshly spirit tire.

    It was even a small level or two above himself.

    It was probably at the sixth to seventh level of the Flesh Spirit Fetus.

    Su Jinghuang’s blood qi power similarly moved.

    The right hand Laogong point surged violently, again with a clenched fist.

    With the first blow, he did not choose to retreat!

    Using the human body’s secret stash as an outburst, Su Jingjing would not have any fear when facing unorthodox body cultivators of about the same level.

    “The size alone is not even proportional, and that small arms and legs are not overrated, so what?”

    “Heh, I wonder if his power is worthy of his arrogance.”

    “……”

    Between the expressions of the people on Feng Mingyan’s side, there was a cold smile.

    They were also extremely confident in Meng Li.

    Although Meng Li’s status was indeed not high among their group, his strength was not really at the end of the scale.

    “Boo!”

    While this was going on, the people each had their own thoughts.

    Su Jingxing and Meng Li’s two fists, one large and one small, touched each other blatantly!

    ……

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