God Level Demon
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God Level Demon Chapter 48

Seeing these people in white practitioner clothes surrounding him, Xia Ping's eyes flickered. He didn't panic because this was the entrance of the school. In public, these people wouldn't dare do anything.

　　And even if they did, he was not afraid.

　　"Are you Xia Ping?"

　　The speaker was a sturdy young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. His body was muscular and his eyes were intimidating. His whole body exuded a powerful aura.

　　His every move seemed to be natural as if he was just walking. He integrated martial arts into ordinary movements. Xia Ping instantly discerned that the opponent was a master, stronger than Zhou Taian.

　　"I am. Why are you looking for me?" Xia Ping looked at the muscular man indifferently.

　　His eyes showed a terrifying light and he aggressively said: "My name is Yao Zhong. I am a disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. Zhou Taian is also a member of this martial arts hall. In other words, he is my junior. Do you understand now?"

　　The huge momentum on his body came crushing down, as if he wanted to force Xia Ping to give in.

　　"It turns out that Zhou Taian couldn't beat me. So he let his seniors come find trouble with me?" Xia Ping looked at them disdainfully, "If you hit a small one, the big one will come out. It seems that Zhou Taian really is a person that can't take a single loss."

　　"Shut up! You know nothing, kid!"

　　"Who are you saying can't afford to lose?! Don't you dare spread rumors here!"

　　"Senior Brother Zhou didn't call us. We came by ourselves."

　　The group of men in white practitioner clothes shouted angrily; glaring at Xia Ping as if wishing to eat him alive. If others thought that their Wuwei Martial Arts Hall couldn't afford to lose, their reputation would be ruined.

　　"It seems that you're not only shameless, but also have a poisonous mouth."

　　Yao Zhong stared at Xia Ping: "But martial artists rely on their strength and their skills, not their mouths. The strong are respected. People who can only speak with their mouths can't do anything else throughout their lives."

　　There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.

　　Xia Ping said calmly: "Really? Your junior seems to have been defeated by someone who can only play tricks. Not only that, he was also defeated with only one punch and couldn't get himself up."

　　"Shut up! Did I let you talk?!"

　　With a bang, Yao Zhong's eyes showed a hint of cold light and he shot out. He sent a slap to Xia Ping's face, whistling and containing terrifying power.

　　Moreover, this palm was extremely strange . In a flash, countless palm shadows appeared in the air, like a butterfly dancing through flowers, making people unable to see it clearly.

　　Whoosh!

　　Xia Ping didn't even look at it. His figure flashed and his body stepped back a bit, easily avoiding this palm.

　　This palm slammed into empty space and shook the air vigorously. There was a clear palm print on a nearby concrete wall as the rubble fell down.

　　"What? This kid escaped senior's Thousand Phantom Palm?! How is this possible?" the group of men in white practitioner clothes were shocked. They were originally planning to watch a good show of the tragic situation of this kid being slapped by their senior. Being struck by this blow, a few teeth would fall out and his mouth would be full of blood. He would be lying on the ground like a dead dog.

　　But this kid easily avoided the palm, looking completely calm.

　　"A bit capable, no wonder you can defeat my junior brother Zhou Taian." Yao Zhong's eyes flashed, "You can actually escape my Thousand Phantom Palms. It seems that you are not just a fake."

　　He was a powerhouse in the Seventh Layer. This kid could actually escape his sudden move without any warning. It was very unusual.

　　"Are you courting death?!" Xia Ping's eyes showed a trace of anger. This guy was clearly trying to provoke him. If he hadn't escaped just now, he would be slapped and blown away immediately., His face would be swollen and he would be completely humiliated.

　　"Courting death?"

　　Yao Zhong sneered: "With your strength, do you want to try slapping me too? I advise you to endure. Even if you manage to evade my palm, you still aren't my opponent. "

　　"And I'm not here to fight with you. I'm just warning you kid. Don't be too arrogant, or you will suffer misfortune sooner or later."

　　"Although my younger brother lost to you this time, it does not mean that he will lose to you in the future."

　　"He will personally avenge this grudge, so just wait."

　　After saying this, he wanted to leave with the group of people.

　　"You tried to slap me. Do you think you can simply leave?"

Yao Zhong looked at Xia Ping disdainfully , "You also punch me and see if you are qualified to speak such big words."

　　Boom~~

　　Suddenly, Xia Ping's body moved as his momentum skyrocketed. He leaped three or four meters in front of Yao Zhong and punched out

　　Dragon Fist of Five Forms Fist - Azure Dragon moves the sky!

　　"What?!"

　　Yao Zhong's face changed drastically. He didn't imagine this kid would dare to attack him, a powerhouse at Seventh Layer. He was completely caught off guard.

　　Moreover, this punch was extremely terrifying and domineering, exuding thousands of catties of tremendous power. Xia Ping's punch was rumbling and shooting vigorously, as if it was a dragon roaring through the void.

　　In a rush, he could only stretch out his hands and put on a defensive posture. But Yao Zhong couldn't bear this terrifying force, and his body was blown out immediately.

　　Boom!

　　His body was smashed against the school wall, and a human-shaped crater was created. Rubble splashed and smoke billowed. Even he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood as his lungs were injured.

　　"You dare to speak down to me with just this ability? You, Yao Zhong, are not qualified." Xia Ping looked at Yao Zhong who was blown away by his punch.

　　"Since you made me angry, you'll also be sent to the hospital with one punch, just like your stupid junior."

　　Hearing this, the group of men in white practitioner clothes exploded with anger.

　　"How dare you be so arrogant after making such a sneak attack?!"

　　"You dare to punch Brother Yao! Do you want to die?!"

　　"Everyone, let's go up and beat him together."

　　They were all furious.

　　"Want to do it? You'd better weigh your choices." Xia Ping sneered. "This is Tianshui City 95th High School. This is my site. As long as I call, hundreds of brothers will come out."

　　"If you also want to be sent to the hospital, do it."

　　Hearing this, the dozen or so men in white practitioner suits were immediately dumbfounded and became timid. They only now remembered that they were standing in front of the school.

　　If this kid really yelled, hundreds of people might immediately rush out and beat them violently. Then they would be in miserable condition. They would have to stay at the hospital for at least a few months.

　　For a moment they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.