Chapter 119 Soft

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect to be a master. No wonder he is so arrogant." The scholar reflected it and said such a sentence.

The middle-aged man beside him's eyes were straight. It seemed that he didn't expect that this young teenager had such ability. He could be a big shopkeeper in this restaurant. Naturally, it was because he was knowledgeable. When the scholar made a move, he didn't see what was going on, but the teenager opposite the scholar was even more He was shocked that he could move horizontally with tables and chairs, and he couldn't sprinkle any wine and vegetables. This effort was far from what he could have.

Don't look at the white and fatness of a shopkeeper, but his inner strength has also reached the level of the fifteenth floor of the repair period, so he immediately reflected and quickly said, "You two, two, today's meal is all free. I have the right to apologize to the two of you in the restaurant, and I hope that the two guest officials can not remember the villain. Over, please forgive me."

As soon as he said it, the scholar did not respond at all. He just stared straight at Jing Ping, but Jing Ping did not look at the scholar at all. He nodded directly to the money shopkeeper and said, "Thank you very much for the hospitality of the shopkeeper."

Qian Pangzi nodded repeatedly and was about to arrange a seat immediately. However, when the scholar saw that Jing Ping despised him so much, he couldn't help but be angry. He put it up and shouted, "Kid, what's your name!"

"This guest, my restaurant is the industry of Duobaolu. Please don't do it. How about selling my Duobaolou for a face?" When the shopkeeper Qian saw that the scholar was unyield, he couldn't help but be angry and directly told the backstage of the restaurant, hoping to use this name to suppress the scholar down.

Unfortunately, the voice hasn't landed yet. I only listen to "bang!" There was a scream mixed with a scream, and the fat Qian immediately flew backwards from the third floor.

"What Duobao Building, I will fight the same with you, Fairy Tower!" The scholar said coldly, and then spit out a breath. His disdain was extremely obvious. Then he looked at Jing Ping with warlike eyes.

"Kid, if you are so arrogant, I won't be polite!" The scholar said, "Let me teach you the truth of life!"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the teenager immediately took action.

As soon as the scholar's body moved, he had reached Jing Ping's body. With one hand, he pulled out a cold and shining sword from nowhere. As soon as the sword came out, a fierce sword came out of thin air, as if to pierce everything that prevented him.

Originally, the whole restaurant could be said to have excellent scenery, warm and intoxicating, but as soon as this sword came out, the whole restaurant was immediately cold, and everywhere was full of Sensen's sword and murder! As soon as the sword moved, the whole table, chair and bench on the third floor were all broken from it! It can be seen that the sword spirit is fierce!

The scholar's swordsmanship is unfathomable! It must be about the tenth floor of the congenital period! It is a real genius to achieve such an achievement at this age!

"Interesting!"

Jing Ping smiled, and with great luck, a momentum of suppressing everything suddenly leaked out. The palm of his hand seemed to contain a thousand, which was extremely large, and he hit directly against the tip of the teenager's sword!

Soon, a magnificent air pressure appeared in an instant, which immediately suppressed the sword, and the whole third floor returned to the feeling of being warm and intoxicating.

Daqianjue was originally the inner strength of the change of the wooden card. Combined with Jingping's pure yang dragon and tiger, it was simply a round sky, sweeping away everything. Jing Ping's whole body was shrouded with Daqian's meaning, and the vast extreme was slapped again!

"Boom! Boom, boom!"

The whole world seemed to be broken by Jing Ping's palm, completely suppressing the scholar.

"It's awesome!" The scholar was immediately shocked. He didn't expect that Jing Ping didn't take action. As soon as he took action, he overwhelmed the world and was fiercely unparalleled. "How can this be? How old is this teenager! Even if you start to practice from your mother's womb, you can't reach such a level!"

"Wow!" When the scholar saw Jing Ping's so power, he immediately roared in his heart. The true luck in his body even used the power of eating milk. The sword danced wildly, and a sharp artistic conception appeared, abruptly stabbing a gap, and then the scholar's body rushed out of the overwhelming artistic conception.

"Can you still run?" Jing Ping was a little surprised. At the same time, he said, "Then take me up again."

The momentum that originally contained Daqian reappeared. In the whole space on the third floor, all the sword spirit met this momentum, and immediately became clean as if the ice and snow met the scorching sun.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the scholar shouted.

And Jing Ping didn't want to kill the whole interesting scholar. Hearing this, he suddenly closed his single palm, "What? No more fighting?"

"Your strength is so strong. I'm not your opponent. It was my fault just now. I bumped into you. Well, how about you make a condition and make amends for you?" The scholar's face changed a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said. He was very direct. Seeing that Jing Ping's casual palms had such power, of course, he immediately softened.

As soon as Jing Ping heard this, he knew that the scholar was not stupid, but a rather calculating figure. When he saw that he could not beat him, he had the intention to apologize. And looking at the eyes in his eyes, he seemed to reveal a meaning of meeting and making friends with him.

One more friend is better than one more enemy.

It's not to blame the scholar. After all, Jing Ping is not a mortal, and his body is really strong. What's more, he is the first force of Daqian, which contains Daqian and the broken world. Even if this scholar is not young and has a ten-level realm, he is not Jingping's opponent at all. If he is an ordinary master, he will still Well, but the key is that Jing Ping is so fierce as soon as he takes action, which makes him think that the other party is the son of a big force or big family.

If the other party is a person of a big force, he must have no good end. In terms of strength, he is not as good as others, and in terms of power, he is even less. Since he was a child, he has been alone to travel around the world with his sword. Now the situation is stronger than others. If you weigh the pros and cons a little, everyone knows what choice will be made.

"Good!"

Jing Ping saw that the scholar took the initiative to retreat. At the same time, he also said such soft words and didn't want to do things too well. He immediately said, "Since you said so, I can't be aggressive. People respect me a foot, and I respect others. Let's pass the little thing just now. I don't have any conditions."

"Oh?"

The scholar's eyes were immediately surprised. He thought that he had offended such a master and would make a lot of blood to resolve the other party's dissatisfaction with him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so happy, so he suddenly had some good impression of Jing Ping in his heart.

Because he is a happy person.

"Okay, okay, brother, since you are so happy, I won't do that awkwardness." The scholar said, "My name is Yang Haoran." When the words fell to the ground, he immediately bent down and bowed to Jing.

"My name is Jing Ping." Jing Ping looked at the other party's self-reported name and said his name. At the same time, he hurried forward and held Yang Haoran, who was bending over, with both hands.

"Haha, Brother Yang, come on, the food on my table hasn't moved yet. How about enjoying it together?" Jing Ping pulled Yang Haoran's sleeve and asked enthusiastically.

Yang Haoran knew what had just happened. After he pulled out his sword, the whole table, chairs and benches on the third floor were all broken, but only this table did not have any scars. Seeing this, he sweated repeatedly. Unexpectedly, the other party had the strength to protect the table of wine and vegetables while fighting with him. Fortunately, He didn't fight with the other party, otherwise he might have become the table, chair and bench just now.

"Thank you, Brother Jing." Yang Haoran said something, and then shouted, "Xiao Er, bring me a chair!"

"Yes, yes, yes" a frightening response appeared. The movement on the third floor had already shocked the whole restaurant. Others in the restaurant did not dare to come. Only the second child dare to come up and see the mess of the room. He did not dare to speak. It was not until Yang Haoran gave a word in his mouth that he timidly answered.