Chapter 296 Aren’t You Dazzled?

"Mr. Yang...Oh my god, what's going on!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw the situation in front of them clearly, and couldn't help but feel dizzy.

I saw that the famous and proud son of Fengyang County, Young Master Yang Yan, was lying on the ground in a miserable state, with his arms bent in an abnormal arc...

What's even scarier is...

The little girl who they thought was certain to die before, with a childish face, a harmless and weak-looking girl... turned out to have a cold face and stepped on Mr. Yang with great force...

"This...this, Mr. Yang was defeated?"

"How is that possible? He is at the fourth level of Yuanwu!"

Everyone swallowed hard, thinking they were being deceived.

"Young Master Yang." Lou Qianxue's tone was cold and slightly sarcastic, pointing a sword between his eyebrows: "You must be self-aware as a person. There are always people in this world who you cannot and should not touch."

As she spoke, she shook the purple-leaf bamboo she had already received: "Also, let me remind you that you, a mere third-level alchemist, are not qualified to use this medicinal material."

"You! Bitch, how dare you do this to me, let me go, let me go, I'm going to kill you!" Mr. Yang was hit hard, his face was full of ferocity and unwillingness, and he roared angrily.

He actually lost?

Defeated in just one meeting?

And being trampled under the feet of a little girl with no hair in full view in full view of the public?

How can it be!

This is not true, it must not be true!

"Your mouth is so dirty." Lou Qianxue frowned and took a step forward.

Click.

Mr. Yang's arm, which was stepped on by her feet, made a crisp sound of bone cracking.

"Ah——" Young Master Yang cried out in pain.

The place fell silent for an instant, and everyone opened their eyes in disbelief.

Lou Qianxue stepped on Mr. Yang's mouth: "Believe it or not, if you curse again, I will cut off your tongue?"

"Woo... Wu..." Mr. Yang struggled and turned his face, filled with shame and anger: "You... you, how dare you... humiliate me like this..."

The pain of a broken arm was already unbearable for him, and now having his face stepped on made him even more embarrassed and angry. He was so angry that he spat out blood, then tilted his head and fainted.

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows, released her foot, kicked the person aside mercilessly, and said to the frightened medicine boy behind the counter: "Did you hear what he just said? He took all the third-level medicinal materials. Wrap it up and I’ll pick it up later.”

With that said, he took the purple-leaf bamboo in his hand and walked deep into the Alchemy Guild.

Everyone came back to their senses, as if they were in a dream, and rubbed their eyes with their hands.

"Oh my god! Am I not dazzled?"

"In Fengyang County, someone actually dares to step on Mr. Yang Yan's face? And bully him so miserably?"

"Even Mu Wushuang and Hong Qinghe wouldn't dare, right?"

"She also said that Mr. Yang is a 'mere' third-level alchemist!"

"Oh my God! This is really... really..."

Everyone was talking.

suddenly.

"etc--"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

"Little girl, I can give you the third-level medicinal materials, but do you have to keep the Purple Frost Sacred Bamboo for us?"

"Huh? What's going on? What about the Purple Frost Sacred Bamboo?" Everyone turned around in confusion and saw a skinny old man in black robe standing at the door of the Alchemy Guild. They couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then their eyes instantly turned respectful.

"Ah! Master Huo! It's Master Huo! We are the only fourth-level alchemist in Fengyang County, Master Huo!"

Even Lou Qianxue couldn't help but pause slightly in her steps and frowned.

"Little girl." Under everyone's doubtful eyes, Master Huo stepped in and chased after Lou Qianxue. His tone was old and calm: "Keep the Purple Frost Sacred Bamboo."