Fantastic Fantasy: Marrying a Beautiful Wife at the Opening Competition

Zhong Xiong looked over and found that the person who spoke was wearing a black suit with a haughty look on his face.

The yin and yang qi around him leaked out, it was obvious that he had just broken through and had not fully grasped the yin and yang qi.

Today's Zhong Xiong doesn't need to be afraid of this kind of person, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to his shouts. He picks up the bottle and walks to the counter, intending to buy it.

This is blood essence judged by the system, so it goes without saying how precious it is, so he will not let it go.

"I said, I want that thing, so let me put it down!"

Seeing Zhong Xiong put away the bottle and turned around, the face of the man in black instantly turned cold.

This sound attracted the attention of many warriors on the floor. When everyone looked over, many of them showed surprise.

"That's Ouyang Peng, who did you conflict with?"

"Ouyang Peng? Who is the nephew of Master Ouyang?"

"Yes, but he doesn't have master Ouyang's crafting skills, he just causes trouble everywhere."

Hearing these words, Ouyang Peng looked at Zhong Xiong with a playful smile on his face.

Ordinary people know his identity, even if they are not convinced in their hearts, they can only obediently give him the blood bottle.

He was waiting for the other party to come to beg for mercy and apologize, but found that Zhong Xiong put the bottle directly on the counter as if he didn't hear it.

"100 taels of silver."

"Okay, I want it."

Zhong Xiong paid directly, put the bottle away, and went downstairs without even looking at Ouyang Peng.

Ouyang Peng was stunned, and so were the other warriors on the second floor.

"Good guy, just ignored the other party."

"This kid looks familiar, is he from somewhere?"

"Maybe, look at that Ouyang Peng, he was mad with anger."

Some warriors looked at Ouyang Peng whose face was flushed, and saw that the famous thorn in Fenglei City was deflated, all of them had smiles on their faces.

"Boy, stop for me!"

Ouyang Peng rushed downstairs, saw Zhong Xiong who was about to leave, and shouted loudly.

There were already many people on the first floor, but Ouyang Peng's drink attracted many people's attention.

Everyone looked over and quickly recognized Ouyang Peng's identity.

The latter dodges and directly blocks Zhong Xiong.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhong Xiong frowned, with a bit of impatience in his tone.

"Boy, quickly give me that blood bottle, or I'll let you go around without food!"

Ouyang Peng's yin and yang energy erupted all over his body, revealing his cultivation in the yin and yang realm, and he wanted to use his cultivation to suppress the opponent.

But Zhong Xiong didn't change his face, he still stood upright, which shocked everyone.

"Resisting the coercion of the Yin-Yang realm with the cultivation base of the profound energy realm, who is that person?"

The gap between the realm of martial arts is like a sky abyss. No matter how close the cultivation base is to the Yin-Yang realm, no ordinary warrior has a breakthrough. After all, he is no match for the Yin-Yang realm.

But Zhong Xiong was clearly beyond their comprehension.

"I remembered, he is Zhong Xiong, the third son of the Zhong family."

"You mean Mr. Zhong who is planning to marry Miss Ziyue, who won the first place in a martial arts competition?"

"There is no mistake, I have seen his game! He is Zhong Xiong."

Everyone recognized Zhong Xiong's identity, and they all looked at this man of the moment in Fenglei City with some curiosity.

Hearing Zhong Xiong's name, Ouyang Peng was also taken aback, and taunted: "You are the Zhong Xiong who stuck in the door? You had a marriage contract with the prodigal Han Xiulian before, and now you are going to get in the house of the city lord. You are really shameless."

That's what he said, but there was a strong jealousy on his face. He had seen Gongsun Ziyue's stunning appearance before, and being able to marry her naturally easily attracted the jealousy of others.

At this moment, the more he looked at Zhong Xiong, the more he disliked him. If he hadn't been afraid that this was Jubao Pavilion, he would have made a move a long time ago.

"Shameless? You stopped me in the street to grab my things. You are the one who is shameless, right?"

Zhong Xiong was a little speechless, and then said: "I don't have that much time to play with you, get out!"

His sound contained true energy, which directly shocked Ouyang Peng to take a few steps back, shocking everyone.

"No matter how bad Ouyang Peng is, he is still in the Yin-Yang realm. It's too exaggerated to be shocked by Mr. Zhong's drink."

"What do you know? This is a genius."

"It's useless to be a genius without a background. You don't know, Mr. Zhong is not welcome in the Zhong family and the city lord's mansion. If he messes with anyone, the Zhong family's master and the city lord will definitely not stand up for him."

The onlookers talked a lot. Although they felt that Zhong Xiong was powerful, they all thought that Zhong Xiong would suffer a lot this time.

An unpopular genius, and the nephew of the only fourth-tier craftsman in Fenglei City, it is obvious who has suffered.

"Who is causing trouble in my Treasure Pavilion!"

At this time, a voice sounded, the flow of people parted, and a middle-aged man in a long gown appeared.

"Guan Liu!" Ouyang Peng's eyes lit up, and he hurried over: "Guan Liu, I'm Xiaopeng, and my uncle is Ouyang Tianyan! He's the one who caused trouble here and snatched the blood bottle I'm looking for."

Everyone shook their heads after hearing this, and looked at Zhong Xiong with pity.

Ouyang Tianyan has friendship with the steward of Jubao Pavilion, so one can imagine how Zhong Xiong who offended Ouyang Peng will be treated.

"I heard that Manager Liu has a hot temper. I think he will be thrown out directly."

"Oh, why did Mr. Zhong offend him? Even the city lord is polite to Master Ouyang."

"After all, it's a young man who doesn't know how to be patient."

Some regret and some sneer, after all, there are many people who gloat, even though Zhong Xiong has no interaction with them on weekdays.

"Come on, get the troublemakers out of here."

Guanshi Liu snorted coldly, and behind him a few martial guards with deep cultivation came out, and the powerful aura changed the expressions of the people around him.

"Let you fight against me! You know the fate of offending this young master."

With a smile on his face, Ouyang Peng looked at Zhong Xiong with contempt.

However, he found that the scene of Wuwei subduing Zhong Xiong that he had imagined did not appear, and those Wuwei walked directly towards him after they came out.

A martial guard tapped a few acupuncture points on Ouyang Peng's body, directly sealing his cultivation, while the other two set him up.

"What's going on? Why was Ouyang Peng taken away?"

The people around the audience looked confused, completely unable to understand what the operation was.

"Guan Liu, he is the one who caused the trouble, how can you catch me!"

"You are causing trouble in my Jubao Pavilion, disturbing the guests of my Jubao Pavilion, if you don't arrest whoever you are!"

Guanshi Liu put his hands behind his back, his tone was indifferent, and then a smile appeared on his face, he turned his head and said to Zhong Xiong who had been standing all the time: "Mr. Zhong, I wonder if I can take a step to speak?"

"boom!"

Outside Jubao Pavilion, Ouyang Peng was also thrown out by Wu Wei, and fell into the mud at the door.

Without his cultivation base, he lay on the ground moaning in pain, in a state of distress, which was in stark contrast to Zhong Xiong who was peacefully in it.