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?"

have the guts to challenge a scholar? Isn't that

"That boy in blue is my nephew, and he's an apprentice cultivator. I

they had heard from Manager Lincoln that Jordan was not a cultivator, but everyone had seen that Jordan could

cultivator, it meant that Manager

more and more people, Jordan

as soon as he took a step, Alt immediately stood in front of Jordan and said with a wicked

you're a scholar, aren't you? Why are you afraid of him? Teach this brat

apprentice cultivator dares to speak to a

was in a difficult position. It seemed like he had to fight him

a cultivator before I even

still had the ability to create something out of nothing, Jordan was confident that he could defeat this

bully the weak, but since you're so ignorant, fine! I'll play with

his face. "You're clearly not a cultivator, yet you're still pretending. I'll beat

threw a

Hmph. Ha.

arts attacks. He was

powerful moves at the apprentice level.