182: Before accepting a disciple, pretend to be

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Hit him, hit him hard!"

"This kid has tough bones, and he's like an unkillable cockroach!"

"Hehe, you're perfect for me to hone my Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill every day!"

"Dragon Aotian, take my Heaven Crippling Leg!"

"Nine Yin Black Bone Claw!"

.....

As Li Luo approached, he saw a young man with a heroic physique and sword-like eyebrows fighting with the Cultivators guarding the Black Mountain Spirit Mine.

However.

It was clear that although Dragon Aotian had impressive stamina, he hadn't cultivated any Cultivation Technique or Martial Skill.

So, his fighting style mostly consisted of wild brawling.

And the Cultivators attacking him were all Outer Sect Disciples of the Black Demon Sect.

True Qi surged around their bodies, and attacks rained down on Dragon Aotian like rain on banana leaves.

Fists landed with solid thuds, making loud banging sounds.

"Ah! Get lost!"

Dragon Aotian's eyes gleamed with intense defiance and hatred.

He threw a horizontal punch.

His well-defined arm seemed to be filled with explosive power.

Even as a sixth-level Innate Realm Dragon Aotian, a faint, bloody True Qi fluctuation emanated from his fist.

"Crack!"

"Ah, my leg!"

"My claw!"

Screams immediately erupted.

The sounds came from the Black Demon Sect Cultivators who had just been clamoring about honing their Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill on Dragon Aotian every day.

At this moment, they were completely blasted away.

One person's leg bone was broken, while the other's hand was limp, like cotton.

They flew away, letting out pathetic wails.

"He's gotten stronger again!"

The Black Demon Sect Cultivator in charge of guarding the place, his pupils constricted.

He couldn't help but exclaim.

Dragon Aotian had only been here for a month, yet his Realm had Broken Through from Body Refining Realm to the current sixth-level Innate Realm.

And his way of getting stronger was through constant fighting and being beaten.

He was like a born battle maniac.

Moreover, he possessed an extremely terrifying recovery ability.

Even if he was severely injured, he could basically recover completely in a few days.

And as his strength continuously increased, his recovery ability became even more terrifying!

Now.

With a single sweeping punch, he directly severely injured two elite Disciple guards!

"Ah San, you go and suppress him!"

The leader of the guards here was a dark-skinned, stern-faced man.

His eyes narrowed, and he said coldly.

"Yes, sir!"

The Black Demon Sect Cultivator, code-named Ah San, had cold and brutal glints in his eyes.

Whoosh.

The next moment, his figure shot out like a leopard, and a terrifying Aura burst forth like a Vicious Beast unleashed from its cage!

Grandmaster Realm third-level, Qi released!

"Tsk!"

The sound of tearing cloth rang out.

A single attack, like a Vicious Beast's claw, tore a large opening in Dragon Aotian's clothes, revealing several bloody scratches inside.

Blood gushed out.

Drip.

Blood dripped from the tip of Ah San's fingernail.

"Hehe, if you weren't still somewhat valuable, I would tear you to shreds today!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk~~"

He snorted coldly.

Ah San cultivated an Earth-Grade Movement Cultivation Technique, as swift as a leopard, leaving streaks of blood on Dragon Aotian's body.

Soon.

Dragon Aotian was like a man of blood, yet there was no fear or retreat in his eyes.

Even if he couldn't hit Ah San, he still wildly flailed his fists and feet, unyielding.

Like an ant struggling against fate!

"Today, I may be weak. But a Dragon will eventually soar into the sky!"

"When that time comes, I, Dragon Aotian, will flatten this place. All who humiliated me today, I will personally crush to death!"

Dragon Aotian roared to the sky.

"Heh heh, what big words. Dragons beget Dragons, Phoenixes beget Phoenixes, and mice are born to dig holes. We, the lower class, shouldn't dream during the day."

"Exactly, what a cheap bone, can't get enough of being beaten."

"If not for his usefulness, the Lord would have executed him long ago."

.....

When Dragon Aotian tried to escape and was discovered by the guarding Cultivators, it naturally caused a huge commotion.

The other miners naturally gathered around to watch the show.

In fact.

This had become their only entertainment after their daily hard labor and sweat.

From the very beginning, their hearts had also stirred with hope, but after repeatedly seeing Dragon Aotian beaten half to death.

The hope in their hearts gradually extinguished, turning into numbness.

Their only desire now was to mine well and receive some Qi and Blood Pills as a reward from the Lord guards.

That way, they could strengthen their Physical Body and live a little longer.

They were numb.

In fact, when Dragon Aotian tried to escape, they would even help expose and report him.

Hmph.

We can't escape.

So don't you escape either.

Besides, you get beaten every day, and we can enjoy it.

They even gambled on how long Dragon Aotian could last each day.

They were completely building their happiness on Dragon Aotian's suffering.

Little did they know.

They were the truly terrifying and numb ones, like walking corpses, with only bodies left and no Soul.

Now.

From a bystander's perspective, Li Luo had already understood the situation in the arena.

Without a doubt.

Everyone else is drunk, but I alone am sober!

This Dragon Aotian is definitely a protagonist template.

Even.

Those words just now, with a little embellishment, are the Xiao Tian version of, 'Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, do not bully a young man for being poor!'

He's definitely taking this Disciple.

But before taking a Disciple, he'll show off a bit first.

Show off in front of his Disciple!

"This kid, he's not really an idiot, is he?"

"At a time like this, he's still smiling?"

The female Cultivator Xiao Mei looked at Li Luo's profile. The young man not only showed no fear or regret in the face of all this.

Instead, he revealed... a kind smile like an old father?

What the hell?!

The guard naturally noticed the female Cultivator Xiao Mei.

He casually glanced at Li Luo beside her, naturally understood what it meant, nodded slightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Just another poor worm lured in.

Now.

Dragon Aotian was covered in blood, already beaten down by Ah San.

He was on his last breath.

However, his eyes still gleamed with stubborn and unyielding light.

This made Li Luo very satisfied.

"Stop!"

"All of you, constantly talking about destroying this and destroying that. Do you only know how to bully the weak like this?"

A cold shout rang out.

???

Hearing this.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Who is it?

Who dares to shout here?

The female Cultivator Xiao Mei rubbed her eyes and found that the rustic young man who had been trotting behind her earlier.

Now.

He had actually stepped forward.

Chao?

Did this foolish kid eat the guts of a bear and a leopard?

Dare to show off here?

It even.

Ah San, who was just about to torment Dragon Aotian severely, paused.

The guard, as well as the miners present, all looked at Li Luo with confusion.

Hum.

Li Luo put away his Qi Concealment Technique and erased the Formation patterns.

In an instant.

The dazzling, top-tier charisma on the young man's body was like a shining star in the night sky, ethereal and brilliant.

The King of Showing Off has arrived!