"You are the first in the Star List?"

This sentence sounded sarcastically in Ning Yi's ears.

Ning Yi put down the bowls and chopsticks when Guan Qingping just walked into the restaurant, and silently wiped his hands with the tablecloth.

Ning Yi was silently calculating something.

No action is allowed in the imperial city...

This is indeed a well-known rule.

What happens if you take action? The rules and regulations are written very clearly, probably because those who bully others will receive the punishment they deserve, and those who cause trouble will receive heavy punishments... No one will read this law of the Great Sui Dynasty in a complete way. They only need to know that there is such a rule on the head, and peace will be made in the imperial city, so they cannot take action. Any grudges that have to go out of the city to resolve, which is enough.

But unfortunately, Ning Yi was not planning this.

He silently calculated the distance between Guan Qingping and himself. As for what the man was going to say, Ning Yi probably guessed it from the moment he lifted the curtain.

The dog cannot spit out ivory from his mouth.

Ning Yi did not expect that Guan Qingping would stick his head over and choose such a provocative way, saying this sentence like a whisper.

This made all Ning Yi’s plan fail.

Because the distance between the two people is too close.

Ning Yi didn't need any closeness at all, nor did he need a slight closeness to him. He just needed to reach out his hand and touch any part of Guan Qingping's body.

Guan Qingping had just finished speaking, and he heard the sneering sound of Ning Yi squeezed out of his throat. He felt that the laughter sounded a bit cunning. In a moment, the whole person was spinning and a loud bang came from his ears.

Ning Yi suddenly stood up, and a knee hit Guan Qingping's lower abdomen, smashing the starlight of the proud disciple of Yingtian Mansion. This blow did not retain his strength. He used all his strength to smash the iron beast head tied to the belt under Dahongpao and shattered.

A heavy sound like a muffled thunder, Guan Qingping bent down with pale complexion, Ning Yi pressed his hands on the other party's head with an extremely gentle "pressure". Then another knee hit, hitting his face, making Guan Qingping covered in blood. He groaned in pain, and with the knees leaving the face, several teeth and blood stains fell out.

All the sounds in the tavern disappeared.

There was a dead silence.

Ning Yi looked at this scene silently. Guan Qingping, who was pulled by his hair, had lost consciousness. He was as angry as a slept, and he was breathing heavily. What caused all this was just two unexpected knee collisions.

He frowned, and stopped the urge to press the guy's head into the pot, and then stopped the follow-up of all movements.

Ning Yi originally thought that Guan Qingping's body protection starlight could withstand these two moves, and there would be a hard battle later... This man in the big red robe was in Xiling, and no matter how he thought he was a cruel character. He dared to ambush Xu Zang alone. Why was he so weak when he acted today?

In the past two moves just now, Ning Yi did not use his starlight. He did not want to expose his true realm, so he just used the power of his pure physical strength. On Shushan, the Qianshou Senior Sister taught not only "The Star Giant", but also some physical techniques of fighting. Ning Yi mastered these physical techniques very skillfully. When he practiced with the bronze man wooden stake, if he had a slow reaction, he would have been beaten to the point of bruising and swollen. In the end, Ning Yi had developed a habit.

If you bully yourself and bring a sense of threat to yourself, your breathing will sink, and Ning Yi will sense any of the other party's upcoming actions and react.

As for Guan Qingping who brought his face to beat him, this was the first time Ning Yi met him, and he was full of weakness. A practitioner like Yingtianfu did not pay attention to his body and was so close to Ning Yi that his body protection starlight was smashed and he was destined to be a sandbag.

The dull disciples of Yingtian Mansion outside stared at the fierce man in the tavern, holding Guan Qingping's head in one hand. The disciple of Yingtian Mansion who was arrogant one second ago is now like a sleepy dead man, with blood dripping on his face falling into the pot, which is quite miserable.

Ning Yi took out a tael of silver and asked the boss: "Is it enough?"

The boss said tremblingly: "Enough, enough."

The disciples of Yingtian Prefecture were beaten like this. Even the guests of the Holy Mountain were unwilling to be enemies with the academy at the foot of the emperor. This young man was really a fierce man, an absolute fierce man.

Who dares to ask for money for such a fierce person?

Ning Yi dragged Guan Qingping away, and there was a blood stain on the floor of the tavern. The boss suddenly woke up in a dream.

I heard that miserable man shouting his name when he entered the door... Ning Yi?

Ning Yi, the uncle of Shushan, who was ridiculed for not even daring to leave the door not long ago?

"Hiss..." The boss took a breath, picked up a tael of silver, wiped his sleeves, and looked at Ning Yi's back carrying people out of the tavern, feeling very tall and mighty.

Ning Yi dragged Guan Qingping to the street.

With a "bang", the big red robe was thrown out by Ning Yi. In the imperial city at night, there were still a lot of people on the streets. Ning Yi, who came out of the tavern, threw a figure out with a clang, which soon attracted attention.

Guan Qingping's status in Yingtian Mansion should be not low, and there are several disciples who are obviously inferior in their rank.

Ning Yi looked at the seven or eight disciples of Yingtian Mansion who were unrighteous and asked seriously: "Are you going together or come one by one?"

The person lying on the ground had a dissipated eyes, his face was covered in blood, and his teeth were all lost. His robe was obviously from Yingtian Mansion, and the streets of Tiandu soon became boiling.

The young man who injured the disciple of Yingtian Mansion stood in the downtown area, his voice calm and he was not afraid of the eyes of outsiders at all.

The fine snow on Ning Yi's waist was wrapped in layers of black cloth.

He calmly thought about what Xu Zang said to him.

"If someone bullies me, why should I endure it?"

"It's better to beat him than to scold him, mock him, and stay away from him."

The biggest truth in the world is fists.

After being in seclusion for so long, what has the news from outside been like? The uncle from Shushan was afraid of the enemy and dared not go out?

I met Guan Qingping, who wanted to kill Xu Zang in the tavern. How dare the other party humiliated him like this?

Behind Ning Yi is Shushan, the deceased Xu Zang, the Thousand-Handed Star Lord, and Mr. Zhao Rui.

Ning Yi can't afford to lose this person.

He looked at the disciples of Yingtian Prefecture, most of them were just ordinary disciples from the fourth and fifth realms.

The streets were gradually becoming lively, and the onlookers gathered together. They didn’t bother to watch the fun, and they had friends with each other, but no one cared about the life and death of the guy lying on the ground, and only cared about whether the fight could be fought.

Ning Yi glanced around and said calmly: "If you are afraid of that rule, I will give you a chance to challenge now. Fair showdown in the imperial city is irresponsible."

It was still dead silent.

"Don't be afraid, you can go together." He raised his eyebrows and said, "I promise not to beat you to death."

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"Sir, I'm lucky to meet you and talk to you. Before I knew time passed, Lian Qing was very happy."

Three or four robes rose and fell with the wind, following the boy in white robe.

When Pope Xiling arrived at the imperial city, he would visit many adjacent forces as usual. Today he went to Yingtian Prefecture, not far away from heaven.

Beside the Pope, there was a young man in blue shirt. His group was walking slowly on the streets of Tiandu.

The man in green clothes smiled and said, "Sir, there is a very good restaurant on Red Talisman Street. The soju and beef pots are all very famous. It's not too early now, so why should I invite you to taste the delicious food in Tiandu?"

Chen Yi looked at the man who was one head taller than him and said gently: "Everyone follows Qingjun's arrangement."

Qingjun smiled and nodded, saying, "That restaurant has always been crowded. I have sent someone to occupy the place. We can just walk there now."

Talk and laugh.

Several Taoists in the robe looked blank. They raised their heads and looked at each other again, lowered their heads, and stopped talking a few times.

They could see that Chen Yi's face was already a little tired. The Pope was busy with affairs. It was not easy to come to the Tiandu Imperial City to lead the Daozong and get to know the origins of all parties.

But even the Pope was not able to refuse the man's invitation.

The four academies, Yingtianfu, Songyang Academy, Yuelu Academy, and Bailudong Academy, each have a very talented young practitioner, representing the younger generation of the entire academies. Although they have not made any real moves, it is undeniable that they are the facade of academies.

Just like the previous generation traveling around to the Daozong, Fuyao to Luojia Mountain, and Xu Zang to Shu Mountain.

Four gentlemen in the academy.

Lian Qing, the "Qingjun" in front of him, is the storefront of Yingtian Mansion.

It is said that his cultivation level was suppressed at the peak of the ninth realm. In order to avoid being beaten with Luo Changsheng, he kept showing his name in a low profile and waiting for the arrival of the dynasty meeting.

If nothing unexpected happens in the future, Qingjun will be the person in Yingtian Mansion.

Chen Yi rubbed his eyebrows and said it was common for him to have a meal. Most of the holy mountains he had visited before would book a whole restaurant in Tiandu, which was a place to host a banquet for the Pope, to express his sincerity.

However, this Qingjun has a better style than ordinary people, so he asked the emperor to eat a restaurant.

Hongfu Street is indeed a snack street that is more famous in the sky. At night, it becomes more lively and crowded, and it is a bit unmoving.

Several disciples of Yingtian Mansion behind Qingjun frowned. The mahogany Taoist pawned the way for the Pope. The group of people came to the door of the restaurant with difficulty.

Everyone surrounded the door.

It's not leaking.

"Give it one hand and give it one hand..."

Several Qingjun followers from Yingtian Mansion, instructed by Lian Qing's eyes, pushed the crowd away and squeezed into the place first. Perhaps because of their clothes... The crowd made way very smoothly and simply.

"what happened?"

A Qingjun follower from Yingtian Mansion stared at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Guan Qingping was lying on the ground, and this disciple of the red robe had blood on his face and had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The ground is full of mess.

Six more lying on the ground?

These are all people sent by Yingtian Mansion, and they were beaten like this?

The crowd made way for a road. Qingjun stared at the disciples who were all over the ground, his face was gloomy. He raised his head and saw a harmless smiling face.

"All of you are from Yingtian Mansion?"

Ning Yi paused and said with a smile: "Old like... come one by one, or come together?"
Chapter completed!