Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Why, kid, do you have anything to say?" Zhou Qingguo sneered, "Do you regret it?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he took two steps forward.

"Don't you want to know why I said these are junk?"

"I'll let you see it, so that you don't have to pay people money after being cheated. If your elders knew about this, wouldn't they be so angry that they would crawl out of the coffin?"

Qin Xuan's words made Zhou Qingguo's face gloomy to the extreme.

"Boy, do you want to die?" The young man was even more furious. If Zhou Qingguo hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed up and beat Qin Xuan.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Qingguo's eyes. As expected of the big boss of Linhai, he still kept his composure.

"Let you see it? Do you really think you are better than Master Chen?" Zhou Qingguo's voice was slightly cold, "You are not old, but you are very arrogant. You should be more careful in the future."

The people around were also shocked and shook their heads.

At Qin Xuan's age, how much can he know about Feng Shui? In their eyes, Qin Xuan was just angry and a child playing tricks.

Li Wentao's expression was a little strange, and he felt a little uneasy. But he soon recovered and said confidently: "How can a young boy like you compare with my master? I want to see how you can turn my master's magic weapon into scrap copper and iron."

"Really?"

Qin Xuan smiled, stretched out his right hand, and suddenly pointed at the magic weapon called Qinglong Hanzhu.

After he finished pointing, he sneered and said: "Look again!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked over, and in an instant, everyone's expression became dull and surprised at this moment.

"What? How is this possible?"

"Before, I felt that this magic weapon had a dizzy power, how come it suddenly disappeared?"

"That young man just pointed like that, how could it be impossible to destroy a magic weapon? Could it be that what he said was true?"

The whole audience was in an uproar, even Mo Zhengfeng and Zhou Qingguo were stunned, looking at this magic weapon in disbelief.

"This... How is this possible?" Li Wentao could no longer stay still, and shouted in disbelief: "Stinky boy, what on earth did you do?"

Qin Xuan smiled coldly and said: "This magic weapon is originally an ordinary thing, with a bright and beautiful appearance, and it is deliberately mysterious with a little formation. Such a piece of garbage, a piece of broken copper and iron, dares to say that it gathers wealth from all over the world?"

"Li Wentao, what's going on?"

Zhou Qingguo's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. This is Master Chen's "magic weapon"? He really thought that everyone in the world was a fool. The people present were all from major families, and they only had a vague understanding of Feng Shui. After Qin Xuan's reminder, they suddenly understood.

"I... I..." Li Wentao's face was covered with cold sweat. He dared to tease the Jingshui family, and even Old Master Mo and Zhou Qingguo. Even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough for them to kill him.

"Damn kid, you ruined my good deeds!"

Li Wentao's eyes suddenly fell on Qin Xuan, and his eyes burst into a fierce murderous intent.

If it weren't for Qin Xuan, how could the tricks in the magic weapon be easily discovered?

He was extremely resentful in his heart, and he was actually ruined by a young boy.

"I'll let you see what the real Feng Shui technique is!" Li Wentao shouted, and suddenly, his sleeves bulged, his face was as cold as ice.

He shook his hands, and the sound of thunder exploded in the air.

"Ah!"

Many of the aristocratic family disciples around were all panicked, even Zhou Qingguo couldn't help but take a step back and let the bald man stand in front of him.

In the air, a lightning flash as thick as a finger appeared out of thin air.

"Is this Feng Shui killing technique!?"

Mo Zhengfeng stood up suddenly and shouted: "Li Wentao, do you dare to do it?"

The aristocratic family disciples around were even more terrified. Human power could actually cast thunder. This was just like a spell in the legend. Most of them were ordinary people, how could they not be terrified?

"Boy, you ruined my good thing, go to hell!"

Li Wentao's arm trembled, and the lightning flash in the air rushed towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan put his hands in his pockets, calm and composed, as if he didn't see the thunder, which made many people scream.

"Be careful!"

Mo Qinglian was so scared that his face turned pale. Ordinary people would definitely die if they were hit by this thunder.

When the thunder fell on Qin Xuan, a burst of electric arcs lingered around his body, but Qin Xuan didn't care at all.

Everything was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Qin Xuan, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Is he dead?"

In full view of the crowd, Qin Xuan withstood the thunder and suddenly smiled faintly.

"You dare to use it in front of me, just a small Taoist?"

This kind of thunder is simply not enough in front of the Eternal Evergreen Body.Enough for the Tao.

There was an uproar all around. Someone could actually withstand the thunder with his body. Is this still a human?

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan stretched out his right hand with an indifferent expression.

"This Feng Shui technique is just like this. Today I will let you see what the real Taoist technique is."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Xuan's palms appeared with a blazing blue-purple light. A series of lightning flashes came out from his five fingers and palms. He suddenly pinched a strange spell with his right hand.

All the thunder rushed out into the air, twisting and merging. It turned into a thunder dragon as thick as an arm, lifelike.

I have a trick that can control thunder and turn it into a dragon!

In Li Wentao's horrified eyes, the thunder dragon let out a dragon roar and rushed straight towards Li Wentao.

Li Wentao's so-called Feng Shui technique was easily crushed and disappeared in front of this thunder dragon.

The Thunder Dragon landed in front of Li Wentao and suddenly stopped.

Li Wentao had already been frightened to death. When the Thunder Dragon descended, he thought he was dead.

With Qin Xuan's faint smile, the extremely terrifying Thunder Dragon actually spread around.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor, with a sense of looking down on the world from him, as if all living beings were just a group of ants to him.

The whole room was dead silent, and Li Wentao sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking at the arrogant figure in a daze.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently and looked down at Li Wentao.

"I broke your Feng Shui, are you dissatisfied?"

Li Wentao didn't care about anything, and quickly got up and knelt on the ground.

"Of course I am convinced, I am convinced, I am convinced..." Li Wentao knelt on the ground, scared to death, how dare he disobey the slightest bit.

Qin Xuan took a step forward and said calmly: "Today I say these magic weapons are just scraps of copper and iron, do you disagree!"

"I accept it, I accept it, these magic weapons are just scraps of copper and iron." Li Wentao beat his head like garlic, just hoping to save his life.

"Today I ask you to kneel on the ground and kowtow until you bleed, do you disagree?" Qin Xuan took another step forward, his eyes were like torches.

"I accept it, sir, you are so powerful, I will never dare to disobey you in the future." Li Wentao was about to cry, he could feel Qin Xuan's gaze, these two gazes were like a mountain, pressing him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

Qin Xuan flicked his sleeves slightly and said calmly: "I said your Feng Shui is just like this, do you accept it?"

"I accept it, I accept it, I accept it..." Li Wentao seemed to be crazy, and there was a large amount of blood on the ground, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Qin Xuan immediately glanced at Zhou Qingguo and the bald man, and they were immediately terrified.

Even if it was them, what could they do under such a god-like method? Controlling thunder to become a dragon, how terrifying is that? It was just like a god in the legend, and mortals could only look up to him.

Qin Xuan turned around and returned to his original seat under everyone's attention.

This time, everyone's expressions were the same, whether they were disciples of aristocratic families or old men of the clan, they all had the same expression on their faces when facing Qin Xuan.

Like worshipping a god!