Chapter 32 - 32

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 "Too low a price?" The middle - aged man sneered coldly, then his face changed, he gathered his hidden strength, the veins on his neck immediately bulged, and he said angrily in his tone, "Do you know who we are? How dare you say that our price is too low? If my young master didn't fancy you, I would have overturned your stall long ago." Everyone looked at the big man and then at Yunman, with a look of watching a show on their faces. This kind of thing often happens in the black market... "Alas, Ma San, you should be more polite and gentle when speaking to a girl." In the middle of the crowd, a man in gorgeous silk clothes, handsome in appearance, showing a noble and magnificent temperament in every gesture, but the smile on his lips was very unpleasant, with a lewd smirk. Yunman looked at him weakly, not knowing what to say. Now her stall was surrounded tightly, and it was probably impossible for her to pack up and leave. She became a little anxious in her heart. During the Autumn Hunting Competition, she quietly collected some spiritual herbs. She originally wanted to sell them at the store that bought spiritual herbs in the south of the city, but the price offered was really too low. She had no choice but to come to the black market in the west of the city. Unexpectedly, not long after setting up the stall, Zhao Jiannan, the famous profligate young master in Qinghe City, came around. The Zhao family in Qinghe City is the head of the four great families. There are three masters at the Liangang Realm in the family, and the current head of the family, Zhao Wudi, has cultivated to the terrifying strength of the seventh level of the Liangang Realm, and has few opponents in the Qinghe City area. Yunman naturally knew Zhao Jiannan and had some understanding of his bad deeds. Relying on the powerful family, he did all kinds of evil in the Qinghe City area, just like a rogue and bully. "Little girl, are you going to sell it or not?" Ma San, the middle - aged man, teased with a wanton smile on his face. Just as Yunman was about to say no, Zhou Peng shouted and walked up and said, "I'll offer double the price." Everyone turned to look at Zhou Peng in disbelief, thinking to themselves, "This person has a problem in his head. How dare he disrupt Zhao Jiannan's business?" Zhou Peng's words were like a slap in the face, hitting Zhao Jiannan hard. Who in the black market area in the west of the city doesn't know Zhao Jiannan, the eldest son of the direct line of the Zhao family? The only son of the current head of the family, Zhao Wudi. Who dares to offend him? Zhou Peng's words made Zhao Jiannan secretly angry, his face turned blue and white. Ma San, who was good at observing people's expressions, immediately strode forward and shouted, "Where did this bastard come from? How dare you bid against my young master? Are you tired of living?" Zhou Peng didn't even look at Ma San, completely ignoring his existence, and walked directly to Yunman and asked, "How much did he offer? I'll offer double." The blatant ignoring was like an insult. Ma San was immediately furious and without hesitation, he punched Zhou Peng's head directly. The punch was so heavy and the force was so fierce that if it hit, Zhou Peng would die instantly. Of course, Zhou Peng had known that Ma San would make a move. As a servant, he must vent his anger for his master. When the momentum on Ma San's body changed suddenly, Zhou Peng was ready. The corner of his eye had been paying attention to him. At the moment of punching, he sneered coldly on his face, and his body moved even faster than Ma San's. He struck out with a palm with all his strength... "Bang..." Ma San flew out, fell to the ground and couldn't get up, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he fainted. Zhou Peng clapped his hands and sneered, "Overestimating your own strength. How dare you sneak attack? You are just a waste." After speaking, without looking at Zhao Jiannan's face, he started to talk with Yunman directly. Yunman looked at him weakly, deeply moved in her heart, and then showed a cute smile. The two of them were talking to each other, completely ignoring Zhao Jiannan's existence, as if the more than ten people around were just air. Suddenly, Zhou Peng frowned. He felt a murderous aura rising quietly. Yunman's face also changed slightly, her body trembled slightly, and fear rose in her heart. "You hit my man?" "Do you know who I am?" "Today I'll let you know the consequences of offending me, Zhao Jiannan..." A strong murderous aura burst out from Zhao Jiannan. The (qigong) faintly appeared on his hands, his face was extremely ugly, his eyes stared at Zhou Peng, and he said word by word through gritted teeth. Since he was a child, no one had ever dared to touch his people. He had been running amok in Qinghe City for so long. Everyone knew that he was the son of Zhao Wudi and that the Zhao family had the greatest power in Qinghe City. Even some elders of other families would salute and greet him when they saw him. When had it ever been the turn of an unknown little person to ride on his head? Looking at Zhou Peng was like looking at a dead man. For him, Zhou Peng must die. Although Zhao Jiannan was a profligate disciple, he had been cultivating since he was a child, had taken countless miraculous pills, and at the age of sixteen, he had reached the eighth level of a martial artist and the seventh stage of (qigong), and was actually not weak. Zhou Peng sneered, "I don't care who you are?" Then he burst out, "I hate people who are more handsome than me the most." "He is from the Zhao family." Yunman whispered softly behind Zhou Peng. Before Zhou Peng could speak, Zhao Jiannan sneered and said, "Now you know that I'm from the Zhao family? Are you scared now?" "Damn it, you dare to touch my people." "Go to hell." Suddenly, everyone stepped aside. The momentum on Zhao Jiannan's body changed greatly, the (qigong) on his hands was strong, his two arms changed in an illusory way, and he let out a dull shout. "Illusionary God Palm" His two arms were constantly changing, transforming into countless palm shadows, making it impossible to distinguish which was the real one and which was the virtual one. As the name implies, the Illusionary God Palm makes palms turn into shadows, making people dizzy and unable to see clearly, and also unable to avoid because they don't know where to hide at all. The transformed palm shadows cover the whole body... "Damn it, is it the Invisible Hand?" Zhou Peng saw a dizzying sight, like the Invisible Hand in a kung fu movie. However, the damaged Dantian in his body suddenly erupted, and the Dragon Elephant Taixu Sutra burst out. Facing the divine - level kung fu, the high - grade cultivation method was just rubbish, not even rubbish. Zhou Peng smirked evilly and didn't move forward. Everyone thought he was scared stupid. The palm wind became stronger and stronger, stirring up dust everywhere. Yunman tightly grasped Zhou Peng's waist and didn't dare to look anymore. At this time, she deeply blamed herself again in her heart. Why was she always afraid of this kind of scene? Why couldn't she even protect herself? "Don't worry." Zhou Peng said softly. Facing the countless palm shadows coming towards him, he suddenly moved his hands, with a "creak" sound... The countless palm shadows disappeared and the surroundings returned to calm. Zhao Jiannan showed a painful expression on his face, looking at Zhou Peng in disbelief. He broke his 'Illusionary God Palm' with just one move. Was he a super master at the Liangang Realm? Everyone also looked at Zhou Peng in disbelief. They saw that he easily made a move, punched Zhao Jiannan's palm hard, and the countless illusions disappeared immediately. Zhao Jiannan retreated to the side with a painful expression on his face, looking at Zhou Peng with strong hatred in his eyes. Although the 'Illusionary God Palm' was a high - grade cultivation method and could transform into countless illusions, Zhao Jiannan was only at the eighth level of a martial artist and the seventh stage of (qigong), and couldn't show its real power at all. Zhou Peng used the 'Dragon Elephant Taixu Sutra' in his body, and his visual acuity was three times that of ordinary people, so he could easily see through Zhao Jiannan's palm shadows. If the 'Illusionary God Palm' was performed at the Lingdong Realm or a higher realm, Zhou Peng would not be able to break the move so easily. "I'll remember you." Zhao Jiannan was very smart. After one move, he knew that he was not Zhoupeng's opponent. He wasn't, but it didn't mean that he was afraid of Zhoupeng. On the contrary, he was not only not afraid of Zhoupeng, but his anger rose in his heart again, and he thought again that Zhoupeng must die. No one who dared to offend him had been born yet.