When did Li Xuan become so strong?

Didn't Li Ming break through to the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm just a few days ago?

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

When the pain all over Li Ming's body disappeared, he wanted to resist, but a burst of pain came from his muscles with just a little effort. It was obvious that Li Xuan had been seriously injured.

Forced by the situation, he quickly begged for mercy.

"Are you going to call me a fat pig again?"

Li Xuan beat the drowned dog hard and stepped on Li Ming's thigh. After making Li Ming scream, he put his hands on his waist and shouted.

"No more barking, no more barking!"

Li Ming said a little hysterically.

"When you see me in the future, call me 'Fat Brother', do you understand?"

The little fat man stared fiercely with his little eyes and threatened.

"Yes, Fat Brother, Fat Brother!"

Li Ming shouted quickly, fearing that he would be beaten again if he shouted too late.

A good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences. He is covered in wounds now and is no match for Li Xuan. He chose to endure it!

In his opinion, as long as he recovers from his injuries, he can avenge his past!

Of course, he was confused as to why he had the symptoms of the Thunder Fire Pill when he was sparring with Li Xuan...

Could it be a sequelae of Thunder Fire Pill?

"I don't notice it usually, but you are really a bitch, and you won't obey me if you don't fight me!"

With a groan, Li Xuan left Li Ming behind and left the martial arts arena under the gazes of incredulous eyes.

After teaching Li Ming a lesson, Li Xuan was in a good mood, "The 'Thunder Fire Marking Pattern' that the boss gave me is really useful. That Li Ming is probably still thinking about why his body suddenly showed symptoms of the thunder fire pill."

...I guess he will think it is the sequelae of the Thunder Fire Pill, haha!"

In the courtyard, a slim and beautiful girl is holding the Purple Meteor Soft Sword in her hand. She is constantly drawing and sheathing the sword, practicing the 'sword drawing technique'...

Beside her, a handsome young man with a delicate face was patiently explaining to her the details of the sword-drawing technique, answering all questions, like a tireless teacher.

"Boss, boss!"

Suddenly, a call came from outside the compound, which made the young man frown, "This damn fat guy is really done! Ke'er, I'll go out for a while, and you can practice by yourself first."

"Yes, Master."

The girl nodded obediently.

The young man strode out of the courtyard, looked at the fat man who was approaching, and frowned, "What else is going on?"

The little fat man chuckled, and after taking off the bronze ring on his little finger, he took off the gold ring on his thumb, and handed it to the boy together, "Boss, your ring..."

The young man didn't answer it, but looked at the gold ring mixed with the bronze ring in the little fat man's hand, "What do you mean?"

The little fat man smiled awkwardly, "Boss, I beat Li Ming badly today. I guess he will definitely come to me to settle the score after he recovers. I... I want you to ask the inscription master to carve one for me too."
Chapter completed!