Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

Not only this old man, even his disciple and the Zhang father and son were looking at Meng Ran with strange expressions.    

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Immortal Sovereign? Have you read too many fantasy novels?"    

The old man naturally didn't believe that Meng Ran was an Immortal Sovereign, but when he saw Meng Ran's calm and steady temperament, especially his deep eyes, it was as if he had seen through the world. The old man was somewhat surprised.    

This kind of disposition, this kind of gaze, the old man had only been fortunate enough to see it from Martial Arts Master before. This kind of peerless demeanor was truly a dragon amongst men.    

This kid is Martial Arts Master?    

A Martial Arts Master who was still in school? Even the old man was amused by his sudden thought. He shook his head and laughed as he stopped paying attention to Meng Ran.    

On the other hand, Meng Ran circulated his True Yuan to his eyes. He also saw a flowing white Qi in the old man's lower abdomen. The size of this white Qi was almost the same as Elder Mu's.    

According to what Elder Mu said, an internal energy of this level should be an entry-level inner force martial cultivator.    

When Meng Ran looked at the middle-aged man, he also discovered a white Qi. However, it was slightly weaker than his master, and he was also an Entry internal arts.    

Just as Meng Ran was observing the two of them, Zhang Cheng's voice rang out.    

"Master Liu, can you really defeat that big Biao? I heard that he has killed people before. He even killed jackals with his bare hands. Even those retired military police are not his match. Moreover, he is almost 1.9 meters tall. He's even stronger than your disciple."    

Master Liu smiled and said," My physique is not as good as his, right? "    

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "What do you know? To the martial cultivator, it has always been the height of the cultivation level. Its physique is nothing. That Big Biao is just an Entry cultivation level. If he dares to tear down my gym, I can kill him with one hand."    

Father Zhang and Zhang Tao nodded as if they understood, but Master Liu just smiled and said. "Duan's cultivation level has also reached the internal arts Entry. Although it is slightly weaker than me, it will definitely not be a problem for me to deal with that Biao. Don't worry. You have defeated Biao this time, so you can be considered to have graduated from your apprenticeship. "    

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face was filled with wild joy. To the martial cultivator, it was a great honor to be recognized by his master. The middle-aged man quickly knelt down and kowtowed a few times to his master.    

Meng Ran, who was standing at the side, said faintly, "He's here."    

Everyone was confused.    

At this moment, a loud shout was heard, "Who dares to touch my people? Scram!"    

When this pair of master and disciple heard Biao's voice that was filled with energy, they were instantly somewhat shocked. They felt that they had somewhat underestimated Biao's cultivation level, so they hurriedly got up and left the room.    

"Uncle Zhang, you should rest here. I'll bring Zhang out to take a look." Seeing that Father Zhang still wanted to say something, Meng Ran said with a smile. "Don't worry. With me here, no one can hurt Zhang."    

After saying that, Meng Ran also pushed Zhang Tao out slowly.    

Meng Ran looked up and saw that there were a lot of people surrounding them. Most of them were onlookers.    

The person who spoke just now was Biao, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He wore a black vest, his head was shiny, and his arms were tattooed with an azure dragon.    

Behind him were a dozen or so underlings. Most of them wore similar clothes, and looked like hooligans.    

When Biao saw Master Liu and his disciple, an eager expression appeared on his face. He licked his scarlet tongue and provoked. "So it was you, a martial arts practitioner, who beat up my subordinate."    

The white Exercise Suit old man cupped his fist and said in a deep voice, "I am Master Liu of Beirao. These two little brothers of yours were not injured by me."    

Biao frowned and said impatiently, "I don't care who you are. If you have the ability, come and fight me. Otherwise, you can go home."    

Master Liu's face darkened when he heard this. The middle-aged muscular man beside him became even angrier, "How dare you insult my master? You are courting death!"    

Master Liu nodded his head. He stroked his beard and said with the appearance of a Grandmaster, "Duan, go and exchange a few blows with this young man. Young people nowadays really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Biao, my disciple has already reached the internal arts Entry. If you don't want to be crippled, kowtow and apologize to me obediently."    

Biao seemed to have heard a huge joke. The 1.9 meter tall man was laughing so hard that he almost bent over. He pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "He's only an Entry, and he wants to fight me? You must be out of your mind. "    

After saying that, Biao licked his lips and said coldly, "Old thing, just wait for your disciple to collect his corpse."    

The middle-aged man was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He couldn't hold it any longer. He lifted his internal arts and pounced towards Biao like a cheetah. Biao's face was full of disdain, but he also charged forward.    

When the two of them crossed paths, the middle-aged man was sent flying.    

"Duan!?"    

Master Liu turned pale with fright. The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth revealed a trace of red color, and he fainted on the spot.    

Meng Ran shook his head slightly when he saw the indentation on his chest.