The whole factory fell silent for a while.
Even Zhang Qiuse himself was sweating profusely.
This move was already a very powerful one for him. Unexpectedly, Xu Zimo didn't even move, so he just stood there and let him hit him.
 But there was nothing he could do.
He swallowed and saw Xu Zimo raised his hand and subconsciously took a few steps back.
He seemed to have realized that he was too cowardly, and his face became uncertain for a moment.
 “One move,” Xu Zimo said lightly.
"If you can hold on, I will spare your life."
 “Stop talking big words and use whatever ability you have,” Zhang Qiuse snorted coldly.
Although he said this, he did not dare to be careless at all.
 The spiritual energy in his hand is constantly gushing out.
 It was as if infinite flames were surging out of his body, making his face turn red.
  ………
 At the martial arts arena, several elders looked at Bian Wenzhou.
Someone asked tentatively: "Master, do you want to stop it?"
Everyone has seen that Zhang Qiuse is gone.
 If you don’t stop it, you will really lose.
What they have lost is the face of their Black Crow Mansion.
 And in their hearts, they don’t want Xu Zimo to win.
“A defeat is a defeat, what?
Are we going to let outsiders get a reputation that we cannot afford to lose?" Bian Wenzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
The people around him were as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to speak anymore.
  ………
 Xu Zimo stretched out his right hand, a powerful force condensing in the palm of his hand.
 He didn’t use any moves.
 Because the other party is not worthy at all.
 It was just an ordinary palm, but to Zhang Qiuse, it was as dangerous as a jackal, tiger, or leopard.
 The hairs all over his body stood up.
 It was as if he couldn't even breathe under this palm.
 The spiritual energy in the body moves slowly.
 “The gun is coming,” Zhang Qiuse shouted.
 Want to pierce Xu Zimo’s big palm with a spear.
  Unfortunately, in the face of powerful force, he had no chance to resist.
 The "boom" explosion sounded in front of us.
 His entire body also flew backwards.
 Blood floated in a line of blood in the void, and finally the figure fell heavily to the ground next to it.
 Xu Zimo did not use all his strength, otherwise the opponent would have been wiped out.
But even if he kept his hand, the rest of Qiuse's life would probably be wasted.
Xu Zimo is not a soft-hearted person.
 Since the two have become enemies, there is no room for relaxation.
 Zhang Qiuse fell to the ground, his whole body stained red with blood.
 The people nearby were startled, and one by one they ran over and helped Zhang Qiuse up.
“Take him down for treatment,” Bian Wenzhou waved his hand.
“Master, it’s just a discussion.
This kid even killed his hand. As I saw, this son must not be kept, "the second elder stood out, saying righteousness.
 “Old man, I just used a little strength.
I didn’t expect that you people in Black Crow Mansion wouldn’t be able to hold on anymore.”
Xu Zimo smiled and said: "How about you come up and let's practice."
"How dare you talk to me like this," the second elder shouted angrily, blowing his beard.
 Xu Zimo sneered.
 He directly grabbed the second elder with one palm.
 The storm of spiritual energy condensed in the palm of his hand, and the whole world seemed to be eclipsed at this moment.
 The second elder snorted coldly.
His true destiny appeared behind him, and a crow that covered the sky and sun shrouded him.
The crow shrieked several times and grabbed Xu Zimo with the breath of death.
 This move is full of murderous intent.
 “It’s a small trick,” Xu Zimo raised his eyelids.
 When the big palm falls, it doesn’t matter whether it’s the breath of death or the crow.
 All the devastation will be destroyed in it.
 The second elder still wanted to resist, but it was of no use.
He was knocked to the ground directly by Xu Zimo.
“Second brother,” the expressions of the other elders changed drastically. They all stood up and stared at Xu Zimo.
 Xu Zimo's strength exceeded their expectations.
Only Bian Wenzhou sat there calmly, as if he was not surprised by this.
“Okay, don’t you think it’s embarrassing enough?” Bian Wenzhou said.
 Several other elders calmed down.
 The second elder also stood up in embarrassment, looking at Xu Zimo with somewhat angry eyes, and a deeper level of fear.
“How should the palace master pronounce the verdict?” Xu Zimo looked at Bian Wenzhou with a half-smile.
“Of course you win,” Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.
 Xu Zimo nodded and walked down from the martial arts arena.
“Mr. Xu, I think we can talk,” Bian Wenzhou’s voice came from behind.
 Xu Zimo was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Bian Wenzhou dismissed everyone and took Xu Zimo to the courtyard where he lived.
 There is a pavilion in the courtyard.
There is a pot of hot tea that has just been boiled next to it.
The two sat opposite each other around the stone table, while Wenzhou made tea for Xu Zimo with his own hands.
　　It can be seen that even with his status as the head of a house, he is able to show off his dignity.
 “What does the palace master want to talk about?” Xu Zimo asked.
“Your marriage to Yue’er,” Bian Wenzhou said with a smile.
“The Palace Master should know that it’s impossible for us,” Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
To be continued...