Volume 2 Departure Chapter 112 Counterattack (4)

  "Are you Mo Xin's teacher, Tian Xin?" a middle-aged man asked loudly.

  The five demigods arrived almost simultaneously, as if they had made an appointment with each other.

  When the five people appeared in the yard, Long Li introduced Tian Xin to the identities of the five people.

  Middle-aged strong Han is the sub-god of the dragon tribe, Dilak. According to Longli's information, this guy's strength is the strongest among the lower-ranking sub-gods on the Dragon God Continent, which is also related to his true body being a giant dragon, the emperor of the dragon tribe, the golden giant dragon.

  Strong defensive power, strong attacking power, and decent speed, with almost no obvious weaknesses.

  This guy has been a dragon emperor before, but he looks like an outcast and doesn't have the slightest bit of imperial aura, instead, he has a bandit-like air about him.

  But judging from the sharp glint that occasionally flashed in this guy's eyes, he was absolutely not a kind person, Tian Xin secretly evaluated.

  "Yes, I see," Tian Xin said with a smile.

  "You're really strong." The middle-aged robust man laughed loudly and said.

  The words had barely left his lips when a massive fist struck Tianxin.

  His fist was imbued with a thick elemental force, yet it didn't make a single sound of breaking through the air, obviously Dirak had a strong control over his power.

  This punch would have at least seriously injured an ordinary lower-ranking deity.

  The five lower-ranking deities around Long Lizi all dodged to one side, without any intention of intervening or persuading.

  The five lower-ranking deities all smiled, they all wanted to see Tian Xin's true strength.

  The other four deputy gods thought that if Tian Xin was just a lower-ranking deputy god, then their cooperation would need to be carefully negotiated.

  Although a lower-ranking deity is also worth winning over, it's not worth wading through this muddy water just to win one over. At the very least, the reward needs to be increased somewhat.

  Long Li thought, this time Dirac is probably going to be unlucky.

  This guy has been too arrogant all along, it's good to teach him a lesson, so that he won't be so cocky every day, Long Li thought with great pleasure.

  Long Li hadn't seen Tian Xin's true strength either, but from the moment Tian Xin entered the courtyard and sensed the positions of these five quasi-gods, Long Li understood that Tian Xin was indeed a mid-tier quasi-god.

  This group of people are all refined and cultivated individuals, but their hearts are secretly sinister.

  However, at this time, Tian Xin cannot retreat and does not want to retreat.

  Sometimes you still have to show off the power of your fist, otherwise these old sly guys won't be so easy to talk to.

  Watching the approaching fist, Tian Xin smiled slightly, his right hand clenched into a fist and struck out directly at the incoming fist, preparing to exchange blows with Dirak in a contest of strength.

  In terms of strength alone, Tian Xin won't be inferior to Dirak.

  The nearby demigods, including Dirac, widened their eyes in surprise, while Dirac burst out laughing.

  This guy is undoubtedly looking for death, comparing fists and strength with me. Not to mention the lower-ranking gods, even ordinary mid-ranking gods would have to weigh their own weight. Dirak thought contemptuously.

  Whether you are a mid-tier god or not, it's better to give some lessons, Dirac thought happily.

  The other demigods looked at each other in confusion.

  "Long Li, didn't you tell him that Dirac's true form is a golden giant dragon?" asked the demigod of the Radiant Empire, Kashi, with a smile and narrowed eyes.

  "I've said it." Long Li said in an ill-tempered tone.

  Tian Xin's fist didn't have a single thread of elemental power on it, which left Long Li baffled.

  What does he want to do after all? Isn't he a magician?

  Can't figure it out, Long Li said in a low voice.

  "I'm afraid it's not that simple, just looking at it won't work." The fairy tribe's sub-god, Feiman said with a frown.

  This Tianxin's expression was too calm, could someone who can cultivate to the quasi-god level be an idiot? Feiman thought with a bitter smile.

  Bang.

  Tianxin and Fist and Dirac's fist collided together.

  The force of the two people's fists colliding was enough to stir up a gust of wind that almost blew down Long Lichuan's humble courtyard, and even the nearby demigods involuntarily took a step back.

  Then, Long Li and several others widened their eyes in surprise.

  Dirak retreated several steps, while Tianxin didn't move a single thread, but the stone ground under his feet cracked like a web.

  Dirac lost, and he lost in just one move, and what's more, he was beaten on strength, which is quite unbelievable.

  "Ah..."

  Dirac's loud cry was somewhat mournful and almost the entire imperial palace heard it.

  If this weren't a forbidden area of the imperial palace, there would definitely be a large crowd coming in to see what's going on.

  Everyone saw that Dirac's right fist, which had just been swung, was stained with a deep red flame. This flame made Long Li and others feel very dangerous.

  Can't get rid of it, can't extinguish it, Dirac was burned miserably.

  "Heaven's Heart!" Long Li shouted loudly.

  If Dirak is seriously injured or dead, whether it's Tianxin or the Divine Dragon Empire, they will have trouble, and Long Li won't be able to relax.

  Tian Xin, this guy is absolutely a madman. If Tian Xin really kills Dirak, then the trouble will be big, Long Li secretly thought to himself.

  It's obvious that Tianxin is trying to assert his authority, thought Long Li.

  Relying solely on his strength, Tian Xin was not inferior to Dirac. He repelled Dirac and even released fire magic, which was a blatant show of force. The several demigods nearby also thought so.

  Tianxin smiled and waved his hand to retrieve the Samadhi True Fire from Dirac's hand, grasping it in his own. With a clench of his fist, the flames vanished into his palm.

  "Sorry, I'm a magician." Tianxin said with a smile, looking very innocent.

  At the moment when their fists collided, Tianxin ignited some flames. The dan fire and samadhi true fire in Tianxin's body can also be regarded as a return gift for Dirak's rude provocation.

  Indeed, Tian Xin is going to establish his authority.

  Dirac's right hand was burned quite badly, which is still a reason for Tian Xin to show mercy. Unless Dirac cut off his own hand, that little bit of Triple Flame would have been enough to burn him to ashes.

  However, giving him a lesson was enough; Dirac's hands wouldn't recover for several days.

  Long Li and a few others looked at this almost eerie scene, some unable to speak.

  Dirak is a golden giant dragon, its power is incredibly strong, and its resistance to magic is also strong, it's simply a killer of same-level magicians.

  But now Tiān Xīn's one punch sent Dirak back several steps, while he himself didn't move an inch. The strength of this body was undoubtedly unimaginable, and more importantly, Tiān Xīn was still a magician.

  Tian Xin's magical flame, Dirak couldn't resist, a spark of flame burned Dirak half to death, and the method of recalling the flame just now was unheard of, all of which showed that Tian Xin's fire magic attack power and control were very strong.

  This guy is a complete monster, everyone including Dirac thinks so.

  Dirac looked at Tianxin with some fear, and the faces of others were not good-looking, cold sweat dripping down.

  This guy is incredibly strong, so strong it's terrifying, and absolutely cannot be made an enemy of. The people present tremble at the thought.

  "This is some ointment, just apply a little and it'll be fine." Tian Xin said, casually tossing Dirak some wound-healing ointment, top-grade 'Regenerating Ointment'."

  Just give some face and it will be fine, if the relationship becomes too awkward, it won't be good.

  Invite these people to come, but not to fight.

  "Good medicine, thanks. Are you still an alchemist?" Dirak took the ointment and applied it to his right hand, saying loudly, without caring about being scolded by Tian just now.

  The ointment was very effective and Dirak's hand soon lost its painful feeling.

  "Yes, I have some knowledge of it." Tian Xin nodded and smiled.

  "Let's go in and sit down, there are some things that need to be discussed in detail." Long Li said with an awkward smile, feeling quite relieved in his heart.

  "There's nothing going on here, all of you get away from me." Long Li loudly said to the people outside the yard.