With a bang, although the elder caught Zhou Xin'an, a strange force was transmitted from Zhou Xin'an's body, directly hitting the elder.
Unexpectedly, the elder let out a scream and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
It looked like the elder caught Zhou Xin'an and was hit and vomited blood by him, but in reality, Ning Beichen had infused a layer of his "Crossing the Sea of Suffering" cultivation power into Zhou Xin'an when he threw him.
The elder had no way to express his pain. This power emanating from Zhou Xin'an was like a bulldozer, rapidly destroying his life force.
As a result, Zhou Xin'an didn't die, but the elder nearly lost his life.
"You are not my opponent, so don't waste our precious time. It's not that I look down on you, but I look down on your entire Zhou family. In my eyes, you are all trash."
Fortunately, Ning Beichen didn't make a sweeping generalization, but deliberately targeted the Zhou family.
However, his words infuriated the Zhou family to no end. When had their Zhou family ever been looked down upon like this? Even the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect would probably not dare to say such a thing to the Zhou family.
"What an arrogant brat, to not even put the entire Zhou family in his eyes."
"If I were the head of the Zhou family, I would probably die of anger."
"Just grandstanding. He only won against Zhou Xin'an. The experts of the Zhou family haven't even shown up yet."
"But I must admit, I do admire this arrogant and conceited young man."
"This is going to be interesting. If the Zhou family doesn't defeat him, they'll have no face to establish themselves on the Central Continent."
"Defeat the Zhou family? With him alone? I'm not looking down on him, but if he can defeat the Zhou family, I, this old man, will eat shit standing on my head."
"..."
Ning Beichen's arrogant and presumptuous words made the surrounding onlookers extremely excited. Regardless of who won or lost, they were all happy to see the Zhou family in trouble.
"Arrogant and conceited! Let me see how capable you are!"
Another elder of the Zhou family was furious, his temper flaring. He lunged forward, leaving only afterimages in his wake. His fingers clawed towards Ning Beichen's head, intending to twist it off and use it as a ball.
At this point, and after Ning Beichen had just declared that everyone from the Zhou family was trash, he naturally didn't take the elder seriously.
When the elder arrived, Ning Beichen simply stretched out his hand, grabbed the elder's five fingers, and then with a forceful twist, the elder immediately screamed in pain.
Ning Beichen then reversed his grip, seized the elder's arm, and slammed him repeatedly onto the ground, smashing the elder until his flesh and blood were mangled before casually throwing him aside.
If Ning Beichen hadn't intended to spare their lives today, this elder, along with Zhou Xin'an and the other unfortunate elder, would have already been smashed into a bloody pulp.
"I told you, no one in your Zhou family is my opponent. Have your Zhou family's ancestors come out. You... are not good enough!"
Ning Beichen continued to mock them. It wasn't that Ning Beichen was being difficult, but rather that he wanted to provoke them into bringing out the Zhou family's ancestors by belittling and ridiculing them. He didn't want to fight the younger generation here.
This time, the surrounding onlookers fell silent, while Cao Shuo and those brought out by Ning Beichen were incredibly excited, wishing they could cheer loudly for Ning Beichen.
Besides Cao Shuo and his group, many people from other factions were hidden among the spectators, including the Wang and Chen families.
They felt a mix of emotions. On one hand, they were happy to see the Zhou family in trouble, but on the other hand, if no one in the Zhou family could match Ning Beichen, it meant that the Wang and Chen families weren't much better.
Wang Le'er was also present, but she wasn't in the crowd. Instead, she was on top of a tall building, looking down at the unfolding events.
The situation had already exceeded the expectations and imaginations of ninety-nine percent of the people. Ning Beichen wasn't beaten like a dog by the Zhou family; instead, the Zhou family was being pushed back step by step by Ning Beichen.
Now, even the elders were no match for Ning Beichen. There was no point in bringing out the younger generation cultivators of the Zhou family to embarrass themselves.
This also meant that the Zhou family needed to bring out their true strength to defeat Ning Beichen, otherwise, the Zhou family would fall into an abyss.
The face of the Zhou family's patriarch was extremely grim. He had initially thought they were dealing with a mere clown who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, but now they themselves had become the clowns. It was natural that he wouldn't be in a good mood.
"Go invite the Grand Elder."
The Zhou family patriarch whispered his instructions to the person beside him.
He had no choice. As the patriarch of the Zhou family, he had to consider the family's reputation and couldn't easily take action. If he won, it would be fine, but if he lost, the humiliation would be immense.
Soon, an old man with a square face, a wine-red nose, and white hair appeared before Ning Beichen.
He was the Grand Elder of the Zhou family, and the most powerful person below the Zhou family's ancestor.
Originally, Ning Beichen's challenge to the Zhou family was a trivial matter for him, the Grand Elder, and he had no intention of making a move. After all, for the Grand Elder to intervene would be considered bullying the weak, which would be quite embarrassing.
Moreover, in his estimation, there would be no problem for the Zhou family to deal with this brat. However, the outcome was something no one had expected.
That was, the Zhou family was being repeatedly slapped in the face by Ning Beichen, to the point where Ning Beichen was almost dragging them on the ground.
"Which family's junior are you?"
The Grand Elder asked Ning Beichen.
He suspected that there must be some force instigating Ning Beichen's challenge to the Zhou family. He couldn't rule out the possibility of the Wang and Chen families, or even the Heavenly Sword Sect and other major powers.
"Old man, no need to make small talk with me. I'm here to challenge the Zhou family, not to make relatives. If you want to fight, come on."
Ning Beichen said dismissively.
Just because someone is old doesn't mean they can act like a lord. In his world, there were many examples of old people turning bad, or bad people growing old. Therefore, not every old man was kind and benevolent.
"Youngster, you are quite arrogant. I will only use one move. If you can withstand it, I will consider myself defeated."
The Grand Elder of the Zhou family said with utmost arrogance.
"Then come on, stop talking nonsense."
Ning Beichen didn't give him any face. He came here today to cause trouble, not to perform a stand-up comedy.
"Alright, take this palm strike!"
Ning Beichen's arrogant attitude also angered the Grand Elder of the Zhou family. He didn't believe that Ning Beichen could withstand his palm strike. After all, he, the Grand Elder, was already slated to be the next ancestor of the Zhou family.
With a rumble!
The wind and clouds in the sky changed, and a strong wind swept across the ground.
The Grand Elder's palm strike was no ordinary strike; it was a palm strike capable of destroying heaven and earth. According to normal logic and judgment, with the power of the Grand Elder's palm strike, even a hundred Ning Beichens would perish. And the Grand Elder of the Zhou family thought so too.