Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Qin Huanzhong, who was originally shocked that Yan Siqing could catch his sword with his bare hands, blushed and turned pale when he heard those people's discussion.

Yan Siqing's infuriating voice sounded again, "You're still distracted when fighting me? You old beast, I'm afraid you don't want to live with these old bones of yours anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, under the angry and fearful gazes on the opposite side, he exerted force on the hand that was holding the sword and swung it aside with force.

Bang! You know what, that old bone is really loud~

Everyone was surprised to see Qin Huanzhong falling to the ground in such a miserable state.

No, not only can he catch the sword with his bare hands, but he can even knock down the leader of a sect with just one move?

The eyes of the other sects in the stands were full of admiration.

One of the disciples patted the disciple from Shangqing Sect who was still covering his mouth in pain.

"Hey, she's so powerful, how dare you steal her things?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you guys are still alive today and you still have to kowtow to someone. Thank her for showing mercy."

The disciple who covered his mouth was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Crack, his front teeth, which were already quite fragile due to being hit by the stone, were knocked out.

On the other side, Yan Ziying helped Qin Huanzhong up and loudly refuted what those people said.

"No, that's not the case at all! That hairpin originally belonged to me!"

Yan Siqing's eyes turned cold, "You have only occupied my time for half a year, how come it has become yours?"

Yan Ziying: "Everything you eat and use comes from my family. Aren't all your things from my family?

"Little bitch, don't think I can't deal with you just because I'm not at home now!"

He was so angry that he couldn't help but show off his aggressive look, acting like the domineering little bully he was at home.

Although the disciples present did not have much experience, they had some knowledge of such matters and immediately understood the key points.

"Oh, so this hairpin really belongs to someone else, and they want to grab anything they think is good!" A voice said in a voice of 'sudden enlightenment'.

"Hey, aren't they cousins? Yan Siqing's family should be wealthy, right? Why do they have to eat and use Yan Ziying's food?"

"Oh, you're not from our place, you don't know, let me tell you..."

So this person kept telling all the information about how Yan Ziying's family was wiped out and how they forcibly seized the property left by the original owner's parents.

Just by listening to it, these disciples felt their fists stiffen. What kind of relatives are these!

His own brother is traveling, but he is not worried. Instead, he seizes his family’s property and abuses his own niece?

Disgusting, so disgusting!

Seeing the contemptuous looks from all directions, Yan Ziying just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

At this moment, he also felt the malice that the original owner had suffered.

The difference is that the original owner did nothing and was subjected to verbal attacks for no reason, while Yan Ziying had done everything to the extreme, so even if he had the ability to defend himself, he would have nothing to say.

Yan Ziying murmured, "No, it's not like this. It shouldn't be like this."

"I am a child of destiny. I am the supreme glory of the Shangqing Sect and the pride of my family."

"Everything is clearly ready, and we are just waiting to shine in this sect competition."

"I should be famous and envied by everyone. No...it shouldn't be like this. Which step, which step went wrong?"

Yan Ziying grabbed his hair in despair, and then suddenly raised his head as if he had thought of something.

"It's you! It's all your fault! It's you who ruined my reputation! It's you who ruined my chance to become famous all over the world!"

As he roared, he raised the sword in his hand.

"I have to kill you to relieve the hatred in my heart!" As he said that, he rushed directly towards Yan Siqing.

The other sect disciples in the audience felt that their worldviews were shattered.

"No, is there anything wrong with this person's brain?"

"He's really good at turning the tables. If you don't know him, you might think he was abused by his clansmen and his magic weapon was stolen."

"Where's his brain? Just now this senior sister beat his master down with her bare hands. Who gave him the courage?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Siqing glanced at the sword in Yan Ziying's hand frivolously. Courage? Isn't this it?

With divine power gathered in his hand, the hairpin was suspended in the air in his palm, spinning rapidly.

"Suffer to death!"

"break!"

With a light shout, the two swords clashed.

The next second, everyone heard the crisp sound of iron sheets falling to the ground.

Yan Ziying stared at the dagger in his hand in disbelief.

"My sword!" The one who spoke was not Yan Ziying, but Qin Huanzhong. The poor old thing had just been beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Yan Siqing, and was watching his sword of opportunity break into eight pieces.

He became so angry again that he vomited blood on the stage.

It wasn't that he, as a clan leader, had never seen good things before. It was that he had almost lost half his life in order to obtain this sword that was perfect for cultivation. Now... now it was broken! It was broken!

The leader of Yuanyi Sect glanced at the fragment and snorted coldly.

"You old thief Qin! I really thought that your Shangqing Sect had accepted a precious disciple, but it turns out that you are using such despicable means!"

The other sect leaders who had lost face in the recent disciple competition also stood up to speak.

"You, the Shangqing Sect, really have a good plan by letting your disciples take the sect master's sword and go into battle!"

"Today you use the sect master's sword, tomorrow he uses the sect master's sword, then what's the point of this sect competition for the younger generations? Isn't it all about us old guys competing?"

Those disciples who had long been fed up with Yan Ziying's arrogance protested one after another.

"Disqualify Shangqing Sect from the competition! Make the sect competition fair!"

The protests were heard one after another.

After Yan Ziying learned that the truth was revealed, he felt as if the sky had fallen on him. As a child of destiny, how could he endure being pointed at and criticized by others in the future?

Yan Siqing would probably die of laughter if he knew his current concerns.