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Chapter 622: Chapter 622: Don’t Talk Nonsense If You Don’t Understand [Update 29] Chapter 622: Chapter 622: Don’t Talk Nonsense If You Don’t Understand [Update 29] Nangong Feng was shocked, feeling as if his feet were on fire. His pant legs immediately turned to ash, and at the same time, a massive force struck him, dragging him straight downward.

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“Bang!”

Nangong Feng, caught off guard by this force, failed to react in time and crashed heavily onto the ground. His longsword also vibrated out of his grip, leaving him in an extremely awkward state.

Just as he was trying to get up, the Fire Serpent suddenly transformed into a huge hammer, which whistled through the air towards his face.

“Bang!”

The force of the blow made his head spin, his eyes seeing stars, and his limbs convulsed, rendering him unable to get up again.

Seeing this, the other members of the Nangong Clan couldn’t help but anger, all of them standing up from their seats.

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Nangong Xuan’s eyebrows furrowed deeply. In terms of cultivation level alone, this foreign man was not much different from Nangong Feng. However, the opponent wasn’t a pure Cultivator; they were Spirit Attachers.

The fighting style of a Spirit Attacher was completely different from that of a Cultivator. Today was Nangong Feng’s first time fighting a Spirit Attacher, so it was natural for him to suffer a setback due to his carelessness.

The foreigner wasn’t fighting alone either. Seeing the members of the Nangong Family rise from their seats in indignation, six foreigners at a nearby table also stood up and walked towards them.

“What, you lost a one-on-one and now you want a group fight? Fine by me, who is afraid of whom, let’s fight!” said the foreigner with a look of disdain.

Nangong Xuan knew he had to say something now. Outside their home, they represented not just the face of the Nangong Family but also the honor of all Cultivators from Xuan Country.

“One on one, best two out of three,” said Nangong Xuan as he stepped forward, gesturing with his fingers to the foreigners.

“Alright!” exclaimed the foreigner who had just defeated Nangong Feng. After stretching his body, he said, “Come on, let me show you how I’ll teach you Xuan Country people a lesson.”

At this moment, in the entire top-floor bar, only these two groups remained, as the other guests had long been scared off by the commotion.

“Go hard on him, Xuan!”

“Beat him ’til he’s crawling!”

“That little Huang Mao is too arrogant; it wouldn’t be right not to beat him.”

Nangong Xuan’s expression remained calm as he raised his hand to signal, and everyone immediately quieted down.

“Let’s begin,” said Nangong Xuan indifferently.

The foreigner sneered, thinking Nangong Xuan would be just as trash as Nangong Feng before him. He controlled the Fire Serpent to skim the ground, encircling Nangong Xuan.

“If that’s all you’ve got, you might as well concede,” said Nangong Xuan calmly.

“Xuan Country man, you’re too confident!” the foreigner scorned. With a flick of his hands, the Fire Serpent leapt up from the ground, its mouth wide open as it bit towards Nangong Xuan.

“I told you, your tricks aren’t enough,” said Nangong Xuan coolly. His eyes hardened, and he stamped his foot on the ground.

An invisible aura burst forth from him, immediately dispersing the Fire Serpent.

The foreigner’s face showed shock and undeniable disbelief.

Nangong Xuan was not one to spare his opponent’s feelings. Like lightning, he closed the distance in the blink of an eye, reaching the foreigner. He extended his right arm, his two fingers carrying a terrifying energy aimed directly at the foreigner’s glabella.

The foreigner’s pupils constricted, turning as still as a statue. He wanted to resist, but to his horror, found that no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t outpace his opponent.

Despair and fear quickly spread through his heart, and just when he thought he was going to die, Nangong Xuan stopped.

His two fingers remained still, just in front of his forehead, but the brisk wind from his fingertips still tousled the foreigner’s hair and made his skin feel somewhat prickly.

Nangong Xuan retracted his hand and stood upright, his gaze indifferent, and said, “You’ve lost.”

The foreigner clenched his fist tightly. Although he was angry, a loss was a loss, an indisputable fact.

“You are strong,” the foreigner turned around and looked at one of the men, and said, “Korr, it seems only you can beat him.”

The man named Korr was also surprised by Nangong Xuan’s strength. He stepped forward, sized him up, and said, “Xuan Country is indeed extraordinary, abundant with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Let me experience your esteemed strength.”

With one step, Korr opened his right palm, and a flame suddenly rose up, enveloping his entire hand.

Nangong Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly; he sensed danger from this man.

As Korr had said, Xuan Country was filled with countless strong fighters, but one should not overlook the many powerful forces abroad.

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After Li Xiaoyao finished talking with Nangong Tuo, he used his mental power to search for Nangong Feng’s location. When he saw the sorry state Nangong Feng was in after being chastised, he was somewhat taken aback.

He had intended to find Nangong Feng and, in front of the Nangong family members, teach him a harsh lesson, while also demonstrating his own strength.

It wasn’t that Li Xiaoyao wanted to show off, but rather he didn’t want to always attract unnecessary trouble over these matters. Displaying one’s strength occasionally could avoid a lot of problems.

“Elder Nangong Tuo, how about we go upstairs for a drink?” Li Xiaoyao took the initiative to invite.

Nangong Tuo did not refuse. The three of them stood up and walked toward the elevator.

“Ding!”

The elevator door opened, and the three of them walked out, immediately sensing that something was amiss.

“What’s going on?” Nangong Tuo frowned and looked over as the sound of punches exploding continuously could be heard.

Nangong Xuan was locked in fierce combat with Korr. Korr’s fire control technique was far more skilled than the previous foreigner’s. Aside from fire control, Korr’s combat abilities were also very strong.

“Hm?” Nangong Tuo shook his head, watching the scene, “These kids, always restless wherever they go.”

Li Xiaoyao wore a slight smile and watched the two compete, and asked, “In Elder Nangong Tuo’s view, which one has the greater chance of winning this match?”

“Let me see.” Nangong Tuo naturally did not think Nangong Xuan would lose, as Nangong Xuan was the most talented of the younger generation in the Nangong family. Although there were more talented individuals in the world than Nangong Xuan, it would be too unfortunate if one encountered someone stronger than Nangong Xuan on a mere trip outside.

After taking a close look, Nangong Tuo assesses, “That man is a fire-controlling Spirit Attacher, and fire Spirit Attachers are second only to lightning in strength among all Spirit Attachers. Moreover, this man’s fire control technique is extremely exquisite, and his combat senses are strong.”

Having said that, Nangong Tuo’s expression turned serious, and said, “Xuan’s cultivation level is formidable, and he has plenty of combat experience. This match, it’s really hard to say. What does Young Master Li think?”

Li Xiaoyao smiled lightly; Nangong Tuo, out of consideration for his Nangong family’s face, naturally had to speak well of the Nangong side, but Li Xiaoyao harbored no such reservations.

“From what I see, Nangong Xuan is strong, but compared to that Spirit Attacher, it’s about even. However, that Spirit Attacher seems to have a slightly greater chance of winning this match.”

Li Xiaoyao and Nangong Tuo’s voices were not deliberately lowered, allowing the nearby members of the Nangong Clan to hear clearly.

Upon hearing him say that Korr had the greater chance of winning, several hot-tempered clan members immediately gave disapproving looks and said scornfully, “Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand.”