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544: I just want to ask you if you are afraid!

Fu Jian started to show off!

It must be said that this guy has also been a rising star in various social scenes recently.

His main thing is being rich.

Fu Jian didn't feel bad about spending money; after all, it was all property the military had seized from the Cultivators over the years.

earth's surface had no use for this kind of currency, and over the years, quite a lot had accumulated. This time, when Fu Jian went to the catacombs, he wished he could have brought it all with him.

It was truly useless!

It just so happened that Fu Jian could use the money to clear his path.

So, Fu Jian's current persona is that of a rich tycoon who treats money like dirt.

The knowledgeable bosses all greeted him with smiles.

After all, Cultivators are also people and naturally wouldn't turn down money.

At this moment, facing Fu Jian's 'unreasonable request,' the madam looked at Fu Jian, then at the richly dressed young man. Sweat beaded on her forehead; she couldn't afford to offend either side.

One had power, the other had 'power.'

Both were her patrons.

It was truly difficult to handle.

The madam had no choice but to bow and smooth things over, saying, "Young Master Fu, our Yushan Pavilion still has many good girls. Would you like to choose one?"

"Why would I want a 'good girl' when I'm at a brothel? What you're saying doesn't interest me at all. I've set my sights on that one. Fine, since you don't dare to call her over for me, I'll go myself." Fu Jian brushed past the madam and walked directly towards the richly dressed young man.

The richly dressed young Cultivator saw Fu Jian walk up to him and asked, confused, "What is it?"

Fu Jian didn't answer; he just reached out and pulled the woman from the young man's embrace, saying to her, "Accompany Young Master me for a drink!"

The woman, embraced by Fu Jian, was a bit flustered and couldn't help but look at the richly dressed young man and call out, "Young Master Li!"

When had the richly dressed young man ever had a female companion snatched from him? He felt utterly humiliated, his eyes spitting fire, and he glared at Fu Jian, saying, "Let go of your paw, or I'll chop it off."

Fu Jian glanced at him, a look of complete disdain on his face, then said, "Has your hair fully grown in yet? Your tone certainly isn't small!"

The young man in front of him froze for a moment, but then an even greater surge of anger appeared on his face.

The young Cultivator stared coldly at Fu Jian and said, "Good, good, good. You actually dare to provoke me. You're seeking death!"

Young Master Li Bing made his move, slapping directly at Fu Jian.

Seeing the incoming slap, Fu Jian raised his flaming palm to meet it.

Li Bing's slap landed, and the two forces collided, creating a hurricane between them. The nearby tables were blown askew, and the drinking utensils on them shattered on the floor.

Fu Jian was stunned; it was the first time he had encountered someone who dared to attack him.

This made Fu Jian even more interested!

This showed that this person had a significant background!

Coming from earth's surface to the Imperial City of the catacombs, unfamiliar with the place, to live comfortably, one needed a reputation, whether good or bad. Only with a reputation could people recognize him.

Later, when he walked through the Imperial City, others would revere him. Causing some trouble now would save a lot of trouble in the future.

Most importantly, by establishing his reputation, he could also attract some lackeys. Then, whatever he did in the Imperial City, he would have lackeys to help him.

The military sent him into the Imperial City hoping he would achieve something.

Since that was the case, he couldn't waste his time.

He had to make himself stronger.

As for the method, he had his own.

For example, this person in front of him could be his stepping stone.

Furthermore, Shen Bei had already made a name for himself, and he himself had ample funds and decent strength.

They both had a head on their shoulders; we're not worse than Shen Bei!

Or rather, we can't be too far behind, otherwise, it would be an embarrassment to the military.

"Who are you?" Fu Jian asked the other party, hoping that the other party's status was higher. Only by dealing with him would he have a sense of accomplishment and gain a false reputation.

The young Cultivator did not speak; he just stared at the Cultivator woman in Fu Jian's arms and shouted, "Let go of him, then kneel before me and beg for mercy, and I will spare you."

Fu Jian ignored him and instead looked at the madam beside him, asking, "Who is this person, so arrogant? He doesn't even put Young Master me in his eyes? Didn't you tell him about Young Master me's financial power!"

… The madam, listening to Fu Jian's words, was a bit exasperated but had to whisper, "He is Prince Jing's Consort's younger brother!"

Fu Jian suddenly understood; so there was a Consort backing him. No wonder he dared to hit me.

This made Fu Jian feel a bit bored.

He had been holding out hope that this young man in front of him was the descendant of someone with some weight.

Just a concubine…

In the catacombs, the status of women was similar to ancient earth's surface.

Damn it! He's nothing!

Fu Jian spat.

With his interest waning, Fu Jian didn't want to waste any more words with Li Bing.

He raised his fist again and smashed it towards Li Bing.

Still dare to hit me? After I knock you down, Young Master me will hit you properly! With a whip!

Li Bing watched Fu Jian's fist strike, which turned into a continuous blaze of fire, and his expression changed.

However, he was not afraid. He circled his arms, and his entire body was enveloped in a watery light. His True Qi erupted to its maximum, forming a water curtain to protect his body.

"Boom… boom…"

The fire continued to impact, and the water curtain around him constantly dissipated. But Fu Jian's flames were also continuously extinguished.

Fu Jian's expression also changed at the sight. Damn it, this second-generation rich kid is actually so strong.

Fu Jian's True Qi erupted and surged, and flames detached from his palm, forming balls of fire that he continuously smashed over.

"Seeking death!" Li Bing blocked another wave of fireballs from Fu Jian. He originally thought the other party's True Qi was also running low, but he didn't expect the other party to be more persistent than he imagined. This person's Dao as a Cultivator was truly extraordinary.

Li Bing, who had been passively defending, finally found a gap when Fu Jian was struggling. He quickly moved his feet, and his True Qi propelled him towards Fu Jian.

At the same time, his palm swept out True Qi like a wave, directly striking at Fu Jian's Adam's apple.

Fu Jian's expression changed, and he raised his arm to block the blow. He also retreated repeatedly.

But this retreat caused a delay, and his original offensive advantage was completely lost. The opponent also rushed out of the fireball attack.

Fu Jian's face changed dramatically at the sight.

It's over! I'm going to crash!

In terms of backing… I have none at all.

Or rather, I do, but I haven't connected with it yet.

This Li fellow naturally isn't afraid.

But if I'm showing off and I can't even win the fight, won't I be dealt with by him?

Damn it!

If I get messed up like this, it's like dying before even achieving success.

If this gets back to earth's surface, damn it! I'll be too ashamed to face anyone!

Just as Fu Jian was considering whether to use his ultimate move.

And it was at this moment that his peripheral vision caught sight of the entrance.

It was a familiar figure.

Fu Jian was overjoyed.

What fireball technique… how could it be as useful as Brother Shen Bei!

Thinking this, Fu Jian turned sideways, like the wind, and darted behind Shen Bei.

My Brother Shen is the most powerful young man in the Imperial City!

I'm just asking if you're afraid, and that's all!

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