Peerless Taoist

He jumped down from the carriage and his body was covered by lightning.    

"Song Qilin?"    

Chen Wuxie frowned. He didn't expect to see Song Qilin here.    

"Why? Are you not going to answer me? You are standing around the Royal Princess's palace sneakily. Are you trying to do something?" Song Qilin was the first one to make the first move. He immediately accused Chen Wuxie and treated him as a villain who was coveting the Royal Princess.    

There were still many people outside the Grand Princess's Palace, but they didn't dare to get close when they saw Song Qilin's aura. They all retreated to avoid being affected.    

"I think you are guilty. Kneel down!"    

The more Song Qilin looked at Chen Wuxie, the more he felt it was eye-piercing. He knew Chen Wuxie's talent very well. This person would definitely shine brightly in the official selection test and eventually become a Great Qin official. On the other hand, his Song Family had been demoted to a commoner because they had offended Lu Yu.    

The child of the Humble Class, whom he had once looked down upon, had now risen to the top and was riding on his head. However, Song Qilin could do nothing about it.    

Anger, jealousy, regret, fear... All kinds of emotions intertwined with each other, making him completely lose his mind.    

"Die!" Song Qilin waved his hand and his five fingers curled into a fist. The air was filled with the sound of explosions, like the roars of tigers and leopards. It was sharp and ear-piercing.    

On his arm, there were bright streaks of lightning. This was the Path of Lightning he cultivated.    

As a large clan in Xianyang City, the Song Family had an endless amount of wealth. Usually, they would plunder some profound Cultivation Methods for their clansmen to cultivate. This lightning Cultivation Methods came from a sacred land known for thunder techniques in the martial arts world. In this sacred land, only direct disciples could cultivate, but in the Song Family, this kind of Cultivation Methods could be used to cultivate at will.    

Terrifying bolts of lightning struck in the blink of an eye, filling the air with the sound of thunder. It was as if a dense sea of lightning had descended.    

Chen Wuxie wasn't afraid. The instant he saw Song Qilin jump off the carriage, he felt the killing intent from Song Qilin, so he was prepared. So when Song Qilin attacked, Chen Wuxie immediately reacted and counterattacked.    

A strong force was poured into Chen Wuxie's arm. His fist was like it was made of steel. It was mixed with a strong power. It was like the Martial Saints of the ancient times, suppressing everything in front of them.    

- Boom! -    

The two forces instantly clashed together and created a deep sound. Crack! The tiles under their feet cracked at the same time, unable to withstand the impact.    

"Impossible! How can you be so strong!?"    

Song Qilin opened his eyes widely. His face was showing a vicious expression.    

"I am a disciple of the Song Family. My Song Family has countless Cultivation Methods. Even if I were to become a commoner, I would still be a big family. You are only from a poor family. What do you have to fight with me?" Song Qilin's heart was burning with anger. Jealousy and anger made his eyebrows raise, and the lightning around his body kept flashing.