Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

1Shen Shuchen, who was praised by others, would never believe that Meng Ran's skill was higher than his. He was even more unwilling to admit defeat. He urged the internal energy in his Qi points with all his might.    1

    

If Meng Ran poured the magic strength into his eyes at this moment, he would definitely find that in Shen Shuchen's Qi points, wisps of white Qi flowed along his arm, and rushed towards his palm like a tide.    

    

What frightened Shen Shuchen was that he felt that what he was holding was not a palm, but a bottomless pit!    

    

All of his internal energy could not even cause a ripple in front of this palm.    

    

Although Wan Zhibin and the beautiful woman did not know the exact situation, they saw sweat the size of soybeans on Shen Shuchen's nose and forehead. On the other hand, Meng Ran still looked calm and indifferent. The two of them began to worry for Shen Shuchen.    

    

Meng Ran looked at Shen Shuchen's gnashing teeth and sneered in his heart. This kind of loose and variegated internal energy also wants to compete with my true essence and magic power? He really didn't know what death was.    

    

Thinking that he still had matters to trouble Wan Zhibin, it wouldn't be good to cause too much trouble. Meng Ran smiled and said, "Mr Shuchen, you and I really hit it off when we first met. We only shook hands when we saw each other, and we actually forgot about time."    

    

After saying that, Meng Ran actually acted as if nothing had happened and easily withdrew his palm.    

    

The instant their palms loosened, a powerful force instantly swept out, causing the vases, tables, and other items in the room to shake violently.    

    

If it wasn't for Jie supporting him, Wan Zhibin would have been knocked down by this invisible force.    

    

On the other hand, Shen Shuchen's internal energy had lost its target. Shen Shuchen, who had suffered a counterattack, was sent flying two meters away and crashed into the wall that was filled with calligraphy and paintings.    

    

His back met the wall. The calligraphy and paintings on the wall were all knocked down and smashed onto Shen Shuchen's body.    

    

At this moment, he was really in a sorry state.    

    

When the beautiful woman beside saw this, she quickly went forward to help Shen Shuchen up.    

    

Looks like this woman is also a martial cultivator. Shen Shuchen had previously called her junior sister. Could it be that they are from the same sect?    

    

Although Meng Ran was surprised in his heart, he said with a smile on his face: "Mr Shuchen, why are you so unstable? Are you alright? If you fall, your fans will be heartbroken. "    

    

Shen Shuchen's eyes were filled with resentment, but he quickly hid it and said with a smile: "Mr Meng, I'm fine. Let's eat first."    

    

Wan Zhibin also hurriedly persuaded the few of them to take a seat, and even secretly exchanged glances with Shen Shuchen. He was most likely asking about Meng Ran's cultivation level.    

    

Shen Shuchen was also unable to figure it out in his heart. Logically speaking, the person who could resist his strong internal energy should at least be close to his cultivation level. He did not feel this kind of feeling even from his master!    

    

One must know that his master was a true Martial Arts Master!    

    

Shen Shuchen blinked at Wan Zhibin. He shook his head and nodded. This contradictory action completely stunned Wan Zhibin.    

    

The two of them had originally agreed that if Meng Ran was really Martial Arts Master, then Shen Shuchen would nod his head. Wan Zhibin's attitude towards Meng Ran would naturally be much more respectful. If not, then there was no need for him to be so respectful.    

    

At this moment, Shen Shuchen's actions confused Wan Zhibin. He did not know what kind of attitude he should have towards Meng Ran.    

    

The four of them took their seats. The door opened, and young ladies in cheongsam came in one after another, carrying bowls and plates.    

    

One after another, exquisite dishes were served to the dining table.    

    

Wan Zhibin got up and poured a cup of wine for the three of them. He greeted them, "You guys don't have to be polite. Just treat it like your home. I am also a rough person. I don't know how to treat guests. You can do whatever you want and don't be restrained. Today, we're just having a gathering of friends to have fun."    

    

The four of them clinked glasses of wine and started to eat their chopsticks.    

    

Meng Ran tasted all the dishes. Shen Shuchen had been observing Meng Ran from the side.    

    

He had seen more than one Martial Arts Master. Their auras were fierce. They stood there with an imposing manner.    

    

Shen Shuchen could only see an indifferent look on Meng Ran's face. He didn't have that kind of sharp Qi, and he didn't have the same majesty as Martial Arts Master.    

    

In Shen Shuchen's point of view, this indifferent temperament of Meng Ran must have been faked. This indifference was too terrifying. It gave Shen Shuchen the feeling that he had seen through life and death. A mere seventeen or eighteen year old student could see through life and death?    

    

He wouldn't believe it even if he died.    

    

'He doesn't have the aura of an internal arts on him, either his cultivation level is too low. ' 'Or...' He was now a half-step Martial Arts Master's cultivation level. The person he couldn't see through must at least be the real Martial Arts Master! A seventeen or eighteen year old Martial Arts Master? This was absolutely impossible! He absolutely didn't believe that there was such a talented person in the world!    

    

As Shen Shuchen ate, he secretly sized up Meng Ran. A thought suddenly appeared in his mind: Could it be that he cultivated some kind of unique internal arts that could restrain my internal energy? That strange scene just happened, and his cultivation level was actually not worth mentioning at all!