5144: C5144 Stapled to the Wall

C5144 Stapled to the Wall

The Yang Bo's auction house was in the middle of the city. Every month, there would be an auction, and it would always be extremely lively.

Although this was not the time to hold an auction, there were still a large number of people gathered in the vicinity.

However, because of Ji Shaokang's arrival, the crowd gradually dispersed, and no one dared to approach him.

Yang Bo stared at the other party and vaguely understood that the conflict between the two families should be the epitome of the conflict between the two families. This should be the forefront of the conflict between the new forces and the old forces.

Since the conflict was unavoidable, there was nothing to be polite about.

Yang Bo reached out his hand and slapped him.

"Pah!"

Ji Shaokang was sent flying by Yang Bo and crashed into the wall beside him.

The wall collapsed, and Ji Shaokang fell to the ground.

Originally, they both had cultivations at the Second Sky of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, but for the sake of convenience in their own cultivation, Yang Bo took the initiative to increase the strength of Jiang Shuwu, and raised his cultivation to the Third Sky of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.

Everyone present was stunned. Jiang Shuwu was too fierce, and he immediately started fighting!

Ji Shaokang got up and his nosebleed reached his chin, and his face turned slightly green. He glared at Jiang Shuwu, "Jiang Shuwu, you're courting death!"

Saying that, Ji Shaokang rushed over.

Yang Bo glanced at him and slapped him again.

Ji Shaokang took out a long blade and slashed it towards Jiang Shuwu.

Yang Bo stopped and took out his long spear. The long spear trembled, and a wave of purple energy rippled out. It was the Jiang family's inherited cultivation technique, the Purple Sun Scripture!

It was impossible for Yang Bo to use his own methods. Jiang Shuwu didn't have many methods, but it was enough to deal with the person in front of him!

He could even feel that this was a very good opportunity.

He needed to severely injure Ji Shaokang and stir up the conflict between the Jiang Family and the Ji Family. Otherwise, how could Jiang Yukun, who was an old silver coin, observe his cultivation progress?

The long spear in Yang Bo's hand shook as it pierced through Ji Shaokang's treasured blade. The treasured blade in Ji Shaokang's hand almost fell off, and he retreated a few steps.

However, Yang Bo did not let his opponent go. The long spear in his hand was directly thrown out by him.

"Puff!"

The long spear pierced through Ji Shaokang's body in an instant, nailing him to the wall!

Originally, the two should have been on the same level of strength, but Jiang Shu's cultivation had increased by a realm, and he instantly suppressed Ji Shaokang.

In just two short rounds, Ji Shaokang was heavily injured and hung on the wall!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked!

Yun Zhongjun stood behind him, and he stared at Jiang Shuwu's figure with surprise.

He could feel that Jiang Shuwu was indeed at the third layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and the power he used was also within the category of the third layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. There was even nothing fancy about his methods.

Everything was so natural!

However, the simple method that Yang Bo used was actually able to quickly take down Ji Shaokang. This was very unusual!

The long spear stabbed into Ji Shaokang's waist, and Ji Shaokang leaned against the wall, using both hands to pull the long spear out.

"Puff!"

When the long spear was pulled out, Ji Shaokang stood on the ground, almost falling to the ground.

Yang Bo stepped forward and snatched the long spear back. Ji Shaokang was thrown to the ground.

Ji Shaokang swallowed a pill. He stared at Jiang Shuwu and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Yang Bo chuckled, "What should rot will rot in the end!"

"What should be a new power will come out in the end. You can't stop it!"

Yang Bo kept his spear, turned around and left.

He did not kill Ji Shaokang, because it was not worth it.

When Yang Bo returned to the mansion, this matter caused a huge uproar.

Jiang Shuwu and Ji Shaokang had been fighting for many years, and both sides had always been evenly matched. However, in the past half a year, Jiang Shuwu's cultivation had broken through and he had started an auction house with success.

And now, Jiang Shuwu had even injured Ji Shaokang in a few moves and nailed him to the wall!

How was this nailing him to the wall? This was nailing him to the rack of shame!

Did Jiang Shuwu's victory also mean that the new power of the Jiang Family was better?

Originally, the Jiang Family and the Ji Family had been fighting in the open and in the dark, and there had been more and more fights in the dark. But now, there were more and more fights in the open.

Everyone could feel that a storm was about to arrive!

That night, Jiang Yukun held a banquet to celebrate Jiang Shuwu's victory.

Jiang Shuwu was proud and arrogant. He raised his cup, "Boss, did you see that? That's a real man of iron and blood!"

"When are you going to give me your attendant?"

"You want me to take him to the battlefield to train?"

Jiang Shuwen's expression was ugly as he stared at Jiang Shuwu. "You're courting death!"

Jiang Shuwu laughed. He raised his chin and said, "What a handsome errand boy! Selling your ass won't last long!"

"How about you cultivate with me in the future?"

Dao Ancestor Jin stared at Jiang Shuwu, trying his best to lower his head and hide the anger in his eyes.

Jiang Shuwu laughed. "You don't understand. This is a man's blood!"

After teasing Dao Ancestor Jin, Yang Bo stopped.

Jiang Shuwen was very angry, but there was nothing he could do to Jiang Shuwu.

Jiang Yukun had no choice but to open his mouth to stop him, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore!"

"Next, the Ji Family will probably not be able to hold themselves back from making a move."

"If the Ji Family doesn't dare to make a move, they can only be suppressed by me in the future!"

The family feast ended with Jiang Shuwu's arrogant attitude.2

When they returned to their residence, Jiang Shuwu didn't give Ling Long any chance to be alone with him. He pulled Shui Qingqian, "Come, let's talk!"

"You've come back with me for so long, but I still haven't given you an explanation!"

Shui Qingqian's slender white hands were snow-white and smooth. She wanted to struggle free with all her might, but she was completely held back by Yang Bo.

Shui Qing's expression changed slightly. She once again thought of the feeling she had when they first met, Yang Bo's cultivation was much weaker than hers, so much so that he could actually easily pinch her!

This was definitely not something that could be explained with innate divine strength!

Yang Bo had a premonition that something big might happen next.

He had set up an auction house outside, stopped his own group of people, and also had his own intelligence channel.

It was precisely because he had sensed that there was something wrong with the Ji Family, that Yang Bo would be so ruthless when he made his move.

Yang Bo wanted to strike a blow to the Ji Family and make them take action as soon as possible!

Ever since she returned, Ling Long's gaze towards Yang Bo was a little strange. Yang Bo noticed the change and felt that he might have been exposed. He needed to use Shui Qingqian as a shield.

Shui Qingqian was pulled into the room by Yang Bo.

Ling Long stood outside and snorted coldly. In the end, she did not follow him in.

Yang Bo pulled Shui Qingqian and sat her down. Although she had stayed in the brothel for a few days, she did not have the slightest trace of dust on her body. Instead, she was a little shy like a little girl.

Shui Qingqian was wearing a light green dress and had a slim figure. Her eyes were filled with innocence as she looked at Yang Bo.

Yang Bo smiled and said: "It's been a long time since you went out. Can you tell me what Wuhen said the last time we met?"

"Qingqing, I feel that it is time for us to be honest and tell each other our secrets!"

Chapter 32 - The First Prince

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