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The tall and skinny young master cried out, took two steps forward, and arrogantly said: "Where did this stinky brat come from, who the hell are you talking to? Are you tired of living? "
Shen Nanjiang saw Cheng Qing and his expression brightened. He quickly walked up to him and asked with concern, "Young Master Chen, did you guys finish your things?"
Cheng Qing nodded, signalling to Shen Nanjiang not to worry, "How's your recovery coming along?"
"It's nothing serious, but luckily we didn't disturb Master Chen …" Shen Nanjiang showed a face of ease, but before he finished speaking, he frowned and held his chest. Obviously, the injury caused by the tall and skinny young master's attack was even more serious than it looked.
Cheng Qing's eyes darkened. In the end, Shen Nan Jiang still came to help him. If he hadn't been injured while chasing and killing Qin Biao, he wouldn't have been injured like this.
"Brat, I am talking to you, are you f * cking deaf? You dare to put on airs in front of me, don't you know how you died?! " The tall and skinny young master was ignored by Cheng Qing for a while, and became angry out of embarrassment. He walked over and extended his hand to push Cheng Qing away.
The tall and skinny young master's eyes were clearly filled with killing intent. Although this palm strike appeared to be light and casual, it was the same as the one that had injured Shen Nanjiang. It was powered by an unknown secret technique, concealing a hidden trick. His cultivation was at the eighth level of the Xumi Stage. If this palm strike were to strike the real body, even if Cheng Qing didn't die, he would at least be severely injured.
Shen Nangjiang's and Yang Ruoxi's expressions changed. They wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Yang Ruoxi was worried, so she cried out involuntarily, "Cheng Qing …"
"Go to hell, poor boy!" The tall and skinny young master had a cruel look on his face.
The young masters and young ladies behind him all looked as if they were watching a good show. Only the chubby radish man's expression changed.
The tall and skinny young master was determined to win this palm strike. However, after he pushed it out, his expression suddenly changed and a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes. Because his hand had not even touched Cheng Qing's clothes!
The first reaction of the tall and skinny young master was, impossible!
He was at the eighth level of the Xumi Stage, and in the entire Western Lion Empire, he was also a young genius. Cheng Qing was only at the third level of the Xumi Stage, how could he dodge his palm strike?
However, he missed. Cheng Qing was still standing in front of his palm as if he hadn't moved at all.
Was there something wrong with my eyes? Illusion? The tall and skinny young master raised his head and looked at Cheng Qing. What entered his eyes was a face full of ridicule.
"You're courting death!" The tall and skinny young master pushed out with his palm again. This time, he did not hold back and released all his power. His speed was so fast that he could not catch a single trace.
He was confident that not many cultivators of the same level would be able to avoid his palm strike. A poor kid like Cheng Qing wouldn't be able to dodge it, he would definitely be killed!
He was wrong. Even after he pushed out with his palm, it still did not hit. Cheng Qing still stood in front of him, as if he hadn't moved at all!
The tall and skinny young master widened his eyes, disbelief written all over his face.
He actually attacked the air twice in a row!
If the first palm strike could be said to be casual, then the second palm was at full power. How could the other party dodge it?
Most importantly, the tall and skinny young master did not even see how Cheng Qing dodged! He kept staring at Cheng Qing, who just stood there in front of him as if he hadn't moved at all. However, his palm did not hit his opponent!