The Abandoned Husband Dominates

"An apprentice-level cultivator?"

Jordan took a closer look at the boy. No wonder this person gave him a very different feeling. There was an invisible sense of oppression. Even though the other party was smiling cheekily, he did not look very fierce.

Although he was only an apprentice level, the lowest level for a cultivator, Jordan did not dare to be careless because an apprentice level cultivator could already absorb the technological spiritual energy of the Celestial King Planet. He was already fundamentally different from an ordinary person.

​ However, Jordan's body was fundamentally different from ordinary Earthlings because he had been injected with Mirakuru's serum. Therefore, his strength and resistance were stronger than ordinary Earthlings.

Therefore, Jordan felt that it was not impossible for him to fight the other party.

However, Jordan was used to predicting the future. He did not want to fight a battle he was not confident in.

"I'm not interested."

However, Lincoln had invited this cultivator nephew over from afar. How could he let Jordan off so easily?

Lincoln snorted. "I don't care if you're interested or not. You embarrassed me just now and mocked me in front of so many guests. Now I'm going to make you pay!"

As he spoke, Lincoln kept knocking on the doors of the guests on this floor and shouted, "Everyone, come out and watch the cultivators fight one-on-one. The scholar will fight one-on-one with the apprentice. Don't miss such an exciting competition."

After Lincoln shouted, most of the guests on this floor came out. Only the guests in Room 20002 did not come out.

"A scholar challenging an apprentice? Who's the scholar and who's the apprentice?"

apprentice have the guts to challenge

an apprentice cultivator. I can guarantee that he can beat up this Martian.

Manager Lincoln that Jordan was not a cultivator, but everyone had seen that Jordan

defeat an apprentice cultivator, it meant that

more people, Jordan wanted to

in front of Jordan and said with a wicked smile, "Jordan, what's wrong? You don't dare

a busybody who shouted, "Cultivator, you're a scholar, aren't you? Why are you afraid of

apprentice cultivator dares to

position. It seemed like he

to fight a cultivator before I

create something out of nothing, Jordan was confident that he could defeat this kid. However, now, he could only rely on

want to bully the

disdain on his face. "You're clearly not a cultivator, yet you're still pretending. I'll beat you until you vomit blood later. Let's see

threw a punch at

Hmph. Ha.

from the usual martial arts attacks. He was not particularly fast either. Jordan dodged them

aren't any powerful moves at the apprentice level. It's