Chapter 412: Wild Words Provoke Anger
No one knows the shock in the old uncle's heart. Although he is over eighty years old this year, and his skill is no more than 23, he was once a martial arts master, and his eyesight is still there. Di Ping's surging qi and blood fluctuations cannot fill him. of perception.
He knew Xing Chi's strength, especially Xing Chi showed him his strength after awakening.
The powerful destructive power shocked him. Even though he had extensive knowledge, he had never seen anyone with such strength in his seventy or eighty years of life. This was simply not the terrifying power that human beings should have.
As soon as Xing Chi showed it, he was shocked on the spot. The ultimate attack power achieved by this kind of human body, even if the top elders of Bodhidharma Academy had cultivated for a lifetime, could not reach such destructive power.
But according to Xing Chi, he couldn't make a move in the hands of this young man, and his bones and tendons were broken.
He knew that Xingzhi would not lie, and that a proud person like Xingzhi who was famous in Shaolin Arhat Institute actually obeyed, then he knew how terrifying this person was and how he cultivated to achieve such a level. degree.
The most important thing is that, according to what Xing Chi said, the few people he brought with him were no worse than him, and even the girl from the Luo family became an incredible master, and Xing Chi almost choked in her hands.
Who is this man?
How to make Luo family girl, a little girl who knows martial arts, become a master who can fight against Xingchi, this person seems to be shrouded in smoke, making people unable to understand the details.
The old uncle looked at Di Ping again, and suddenly the young man in front of him seemed to have turned into a wild beast, his monstrous aura was pressing on him, making his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't sit still.
The whole room was eerily silent, with only the sound of a few people sipping tea.
Di Jing drank his tea quietly, he was not in a hurry, since he reported that there was not much hope, it made his mood a lot calmer, and without desire, there would be fewer flaws.
The three old men on the opposite side, in addition to staring at his second uncle like a cockfighting, the other two old men lowered their eyebrows and only looked at their teacups, as if the tea was so good, they would never open their mouths when drinking tea quietly. Another old uncle didn't speak, they dared to talk nonsense.
The old uncle took a deep sip of tea, and the clear aroma of tea pulled him back from the illusion. He felt that he almost collapsed, and his back was covered in cold sweat. At this moment, he felt a little sweaty.
Looking up at Di Ping, who was drinking tea in a leisurely manner, the old uncle had a thousand thoughts in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. The original idea felt that it was not feasible at this time.
As expected of a well-informed old man, the old uncle quickly calmed down and looked at Di Ping with more fiery eyes.
Di Ping's heart was trembling when he saw it, he didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Little friend is here to send the daughter of the Luo family back, but she is really warm-hearted. There are not many young people like this now!"
Finally the old uncle broke the silence, he gently put down the teacup, and praised Di Ping again with an expression of admiration.
"The old uncle praised him too much. I take Xin Yi as a little sister. It is my duty to come back to pick up his parents, and I should not be praised!"
Hearing the praise of the old uncle, Di Ping's heart moved. He always felt that the old man must have a deep meaning in repeating this sentence, but since the other person opened his mouth, he couldn't help but answer. So he lightly put down the teacup he had already drank, and looked back at the old uncle and said indifferently.
"Oh! How did I hear that this time I came to propose marriage to the Luo family?"
The old uncle suddenly looked at Di Ping with a meaningful smile and said slowly.