Ever since Jiang Haobai was sensible, as long as he announced his name, everyone would be amazed, envious, and crazy, and then they all cried and rushed to worship him as master.

But this time he miscalculated, Jiang Mingyang turned to look at Jiang Changming with a blank face.

Jiang Changming and the rest of the Jiang family also looked at a loss. They didn't know what kind of power this Chiyang Jiang family was.

Wu Zhengcheng, who was in the dark, and Li Yichen and Zhan Hong, who were more hidden, all showed expressions of horror.

The Jiang family in Chiyang dominates the imperial capital, and their industries spread almost all over the world. They are absolutely colossal existences.

The Jiang family didn't respond, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and the veins on his forehead popped out, obviously thinking that Jiang Mingyang deliberately didn't show face.

"Don't be upset, young master. In this remote town, it's normal if you haven't heard of the Jiang family. There's no need to get angry with these untouchables."

The old man bowed his head to comfort him, and the young man took a deep breath, as if he felt that what the old man said was right, and his anger eased.

Now that everyone pretended to be 13, Jiang Mingyang was not an ignorant person, so he adjusted his mood in an instant to pick up the words.

"We peasants in the countryside have little knowledge, please forgive me.

I don't know whether Chiyang Jiang's family is stronger or weaker than Qingming Zhang's family.

Before I came here, I even beat up a direct descendant of the Zhang family, that kid didn't even dare fart!
Who else, Wen Qingyun.

He insisted on discussing with me, but I beat him to tears and called me a hooligan.

I just punched, and didn't knead or rub. As for being so narrow-minded. "

There was an evil smile on the corner of Jiang Mingyang's mouth, provoking Jiang Haobai unabashedly.

He almost pointed at his nose and told him that if I can beat them, I can also beat you!

"Untouchable, talking nonsense, you should be beaten!"

The blue veins on Jiang Haobai's forehead burst out violently, and all his blood and energy erupted in terror, and the aura he had pretended to be indifferent before was ruined in one fell swoop.

"Tch, you are a second-generation patriarch, pretending to be an outsider.

Although I don't know how strong the Jiang family is, your virtue and style are not as good as our Jiang Wenjun's. "

Jiang Mingyang continued to provoke, pointed at Jiang Wenjun with bruised nose and swollen face, then pointed at Jiang Wenyu and said, "I guess, your status in your family is similar to that of our second son.

You think you are the center of the whole world, but in fact everyone knows you are a dick.

Everyone sees it and doesn't tell it, it's just making fun of you. "

"You bastard. Uncle Hua, kill him!"

The young man was furious, his handsome face was distorted, obviously he was not taken lightly by anger.

Jiang Mingyang hurriedly defended, but the old man didn't make a move. Instead, he erupted with a powerful pressure and pressed all his strength on the thin Jiang Mingyang.

The terrifying coercion came, as if being crushed by Mount Tai, with a huge force of ten thousand catties, Jiang Mingyang had difficulty breathing.

Jiang Mingyang gritted his teeth and resisted, the bones all over his body cracked, and he let out a whine of being overwhelmed, but he would rather die than bow down.

Coercion belongs to level suppression, it is a competition of cultivation realm, it is a test of willpower, and there is no real harm to the body.

Of course, if the realm gap is too large, or the will is too weak, it can also cause internal injuries.

"Pretending to be a tough guy, Uncle Hua, keep pressing until he kneels down, let's see how long he can last!"

The young man shouted wildly, Jiang Mingyang was still standing proudly, surprise flashed in Uncle Hua's eyes, and his momentum exploded again.

The old man broke out the coercion of the Qi Refining Realm, Jiang Mingyang Mingming was overwhelmed, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The body refining state is the foundation of a warrior. Although it is far superior to ordinary people, it is fundamentally different from the Qi refining state.

If the body refining state is transformation, then the gas refining state is sublimation, and that is the true strength of a warrior.

There is a huge gap between the Qi refining state and the body refining state, and coercion has crushing deterrent power against warriors in the body refining state.

But Jiang Mingyang's eyes were red, his forehead was throbbing with veins, he gritted his teeth and resisted frantically.

"Whether it is in terms of will or his own potential, he is a good seed, but his background is too bad."

The old man thought inwardly, and increased the coercion again. Jiang Mingyang was sweating profusely, his legs trembled like chaff, but his eyes became brighter and fiercer.

"Master, bully the small with the big, right?

You are a grandson who can only hide under the wings of the elders, and you have the guts to single out with your Grandpa Jiang.

I'm a quasi-martial artist, fuck you martial artist!
If you lose, I will take your surname, and if you win, I will keep you as a hostage. Do you dare to bet against me! "

Jiang Mingyang couldn't bear it any longer, blushed and roared angrily, using verbal offensive to relieve the pressure.

He has defeated Lang Tiancheng, and he still wants to deceive people with the quasi-warrior realm. Does he really think Jiang Haobai is an idiot?
Jiang Haobai was like a powder keg, instantly enraged, he didn't pay attention to Jiang Mingyang's cultivation.

In other words, he never cared about Jiang Mingyang's cultivation.

It doesn't matter whether it's a quasi-martial artist or a body-refining practitioner, it's all the same in his eyes.

"How dare you challenge the clan's clan, who gave you the guts and courage.

This young master doesn't fight with you because you are not qualified, and I'm afraid my hands will be dirty by beating you! "

Jiang Hao reprimanded angrily in shame, his expression really disliked Jiang Mingyang's low cultivation level, and he didn't want to fight with him.

"My lord, I pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, but I was disliked for having little meat.

Is it because I pretended too much, or this guy is too arrogant. "

Jiang Haobai didn't bother to make a move, and Jiang Mingyang also suppressed his anger.

Since the other party doesn't want to fight, then force him to fight, how can you catch fat sheep if you don't use your hands.

Just as Jiang Mingyang was about to make a move, he suddenly felt light on his body, and the old man actually withdrew his coercion.

"The young master has been spoiled since he was a child, and he is surrounded by flatterers.

This kid doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and his strength is not as good as the young master's, so he happens to be a sharpening stone for the young master. "

The old man was full of thoughts, and he looked at Jiang Mingyang with admiration and appreciation, as if encouraging the younger generation to be a kind old man.

"Young master, it's rare that someone dares to provoke you. It is also the responsibility of being the son of the family to show the prestige of the family by taking action to teach him a lesson."

The old man tried to persuade him respectfully, but the young man was a little taken aback, and said happily, "I can do it myself? Is it okay to kill him?"

The young man's words almost choked Jiang Mingyang to death. He could pretend to be more emotional than him.

"Fuck, I still need to apply for a fight. Is this guy pretending to be 13, or his IQ is defective."

Jiang Mingyang complained from the bottom of his heart, and the old man continued to bow and said: "Since he is looking for death, so what if he is fulfilled!"

"Since I was a child, I haven't met such a direct opponent. I hope you can hold on for a while."

Jiang Haobai's face was full of pride, and he walked down the steps slowly with his hands behind his back, like a peerless swordsman who only wants to be defeated.

"Hey, I'm going, I'm a little sick to my stomach for this 13-pack."

Jiang Mingyang didn't bother to complain, but the next moment Jiang Haobai's breath exploded, the scorching heat almost burned everything.

"Fuck, it's not pretending to be 13, it's really strong."

Jiang Mingyang's mouth was bitter, and in the distance, Li Yichen and Zhan Hong were also filled with astonishment.

"This brat of the Jiang family, who is also at the second level of the Body Training Realm, how can he be so strong?"

Zhan Hong was amazed, Li Yichen spread his fingers, and said solemnly: "The Jiang family is the strongest genius in a hundred years, it's not normal if it's not strong.

Don't bother me, that old boy from the Jiang family is not weak.

Not only to shield us, but also to interfere with the old thing's perception, it's a waste of mental energy, okay? "

Li Yichen murmured, Zhan Hong shrugged indifferently, and turned his attention to Jiang's living room.

"Three Styles of Lieyang·Fire Spirit!"

Jiang Haobai yelled violently, and the power of Qi and blood surged, and it instantly turned into a raging fire, enveloping his whole body.

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