Evil Master and Disciple

This farce did not last long. When Dugu Changkong and Fu Jinghong appeared, the melee ended.

The three groups of people stood separately. The Thirteen Guardians of Tianyun Mountain were all injured, and the more than fifty disciples of Xuanzhu Peak were even more embarrassed.

Only the one hundred or so women who joined the melee later seemed to have suffered no harm.

There were people around.

No one was watching the fight on the ring anymore, everyone was staring at these guys.

When Fu Jinghong and Dugu Changkong saw the group of people involved in the fight, they looked at each other in surprise.

They didn't find it strange that Ye Feng and his gang were fighting, but why were so many junior sisters also involved?

Dugu Changkong's eyes swept across those girls and looked at Ye Feng and others.

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

Ye Feng thought, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, so he didn't stand out, didn't make a sound, didn't show up...

But suddenly he felt a chill on his back. He glanced sideways and found that the guys standing next to him had taken a step back at the same time. Now he was the only one standing in front of Dugu Changkong and Fu Jinghong.

Ye Feng's face was extremely pale.

Pointing at the group of guys behind him, he shouted, "Shameless! Shameless!"

Liu Yinshui laughed and said, "Thunder God, we are fighting for you. Please explain it to the eldest and second brothers."

Ye Feng was speechless. He was the chosen one, so how could he be the scapegoat now? If this got out, wouldn't the time traveler be completely embarrassed?

Fu Jinghong stepped forward and asked, "Who started it?"

The embarrassed disciples of Xuanzhu Peak immediately pointed their fingers towards the Thirteen Guardians.

Fu Jinghong looked at Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng said: "Yes, we were the first to make the move."

Fu Jinghong laughed and said, "You are really brave and responsible. Why did you take action?"

"These guys called us scum and rats. The insults were so awful! I was embarrassed to say them out loud! Of course I can't indulge them."

"Just because they scolded you, you started beating them up?"

"Yes."

"Do you know that hitting someone is wrong?"

"I know, but they scolded us!"

"Just because I scolded you, you started fighting?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know that hitting someone is wrong?"

"I know... No, Second Brother, don't you think there's something wrong with the questions you're asking? Is it because of the concussion I just received that I'm hallucinating, or is there water in your brain?"

Everyone could see that Fu Jinghong was obviously trying to smooth things over.

Only Ye Feng didn't notice it.

Fu Jinghong ignored this idiot boy.

He turned around and asked Dugu Changkong for his opinion.

Dugu Changkong didn't want to get involved, so he passed the buck and said, "This year's Duel Competition is under the full responsibility of the Zhikeyuan. I'm not in charge of the Zhikeyuan or the Discipline Yuan. It's not for me to comment on this matter. Jinghong, please handle it."

Fu Jinghong despised his senior brother in his heart.

This melee not only involved a large number of people, but also many important figures.

If we handle it according to the rules, we will offend all these people.

If we try to avoid the important issues and focus on the trivial ones, I am afraid that the disciples of Xuanzhu Peak who were beaten badly will be dissatisfied. Zhou Xingyun is the only son of Zhou Tianchen. If nothing unexpected happens, a hundred years after Zhou Tianchen, Zhou Xingyun will succeed to the position of the first of Xuanzhu Peak.

After Fu Jinghong briefly understood the reason for the fight, he came to the group of fairies again.

He rubbed his forehead and asked, "What happened to you guys? You were scolded too?"

The women shook their heads.

Fu Jinghong asked, "Then why did you get involved?"

Nangong Yan said: "Yin Ling is my good friend. I saw her being beaten by a group of people, so I naturally couldn't just sit back and watch."

"What about you?"

"We saw Nangong getting beaten up, so we went to help her."

A group of beautiful girls were chattering away, looking very excited, with expressions of wanting more.

Fu Jinghong was speechless.

He knew that only women and villains were difficult to raise, so he left quickly.

Finally, he came in front of Zhou Xingyun and waved to Ye Feng to come over.

Fu Jinghong whispered, "Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Ye, there are tens of thousands of external disciples and independent cultivators in the square. We are all disciples of the Yunhai Sect, so we should not let these outsiders laugh at us.

Ye Feng and the others were wrong in this matter, but you were also at fault, and both of you were harmed.

Let me put it this way. Since this matter was caused by the fight between Ye Feng and Zhou Pingjing, I will use the fight to deal with this incident.

If Ye Feng wins this fight, the grudge between the two sides will be resolved and the matter will end here. If Zhou Pingjing wins, I will have Ye Feng and his gang go to Xuanzhu Peak to apologize to Uncle Zhou in person.

As for those junior sisters, forget it. They don't know the inside story, and they are all women. If I argue with them, wouldn't I be laughed at?"

Fu Jinghong didn't want to make a big deal out of this, let alone bring it to the Discipline Institute.

In his opinion, a little quarrel among a group of passionate young people was no big deal.

As for the hundred or so girls, they were just spectators who came to watch the fun and had nothing to do with the matter.

Zhou Xingyun glanced at Ye Feng, then glanced at Zhou Pingjing beside him.

He also knew that this matter should not be made a big deal.

It’s easy to deal with Ye Feng’s group of scum and hooligans, but the key is that they involve disciples of many uncle masters, including True Man Yuying, Fairy Yunyu, Fairy Yunmu, Fairy Shouchi and others.

And these people are all women.

If we keep holding on to this, won't people think that we, the grown men, have low taste?

Zhou Xingyun said slowly: "Ping Jing, what do you think?"

Zhou Pingjing seemed confident that he could defeat Ye Feng.

He nodded and said, "Second Brother is right. This is just some jokes between young disciples. There is no need to be so picky.

"According to Second Senior Brother's suggestion, I will face Junior Brother Ye Feng on the ring. I just wonder if Junior Brother Ye has the courage to take it on?"

Ye Feng was delighted and said, "Okay, it's a deal. If I lose, I will skip breakfast tomorrow morning and take my friends to Xuanzhu Peak to apologize. I will also compensate the injured brothers and sisters at Xuanzhu Peak for their medicine, lost work, nursing care, and mental damages!"

A storm was suppressed by Fu Jinghong.

Although the matter has been suppressed, the aftermath is still there.

After this incident, Ye Feng and his gang of scoundrels have a worse reputation.

Especially Ye Feng...

Just a few days ago, news broke that this kid was bullying people in Xianling Valley and buying jewelry from street stalls without paying.

Now that Ye Feng's reputation as Ye Thunder God has gradually faded, his negative news has begun to surge again.

The fight on the seventh ring finally ended.

The two masters of Guiyuan Realm fought for about half an hour, and finally the winner was decided.

The arena had some minor damages, and the disciples of Zhikeyuan are now working hard to repair it.

Ye Feng returned to the team and told everyone about Fu Jinghong's handling opinions.

Everyone was overjoyed.

In their opinion, Ye Feng Ye Lei Shen...how could it be possible that he lost to that sissy?

Everyone was injured, and many had bruises on their faces.

Many people shouted and ordered Ye Feng to unleash countless lightning bolts as soon as he stepped onto the stage to kill Zhou Pingjing.

Only Yue Yinling looked a little worried and said, "Ye Feng, that Zhou Pingjing is definitely not a simple person. Among the young disciples of this generation at Xuanzhu Peak, he and Zhou Xingyun are the most talented. They have reached the Guiyuan Realm at the same time. Their cultivation should be higher than Nangong's. You must be careful."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "I'm sure."

Ye Feng felt that as long as the opponent had not reached the peak of Guiyuan realm, or the magic weapon in his hand had not reached the artifact level, he should not lose.

At worst, I can just activate the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art again. I don’t believe that I can’t defeat that feminine guy.

A moment later, all the disciples from the Zhikeyuan who were repairing the arena withdrew. The referee elder walked onto the arena and announced loudly, "The next disciples to fight are Ye Feng from Xingluo Peak and Zhou Pingjing from Xuanzhu Peak. Please ask these two disciples to come up and prepare."

Ye Feng and Zhou Pingjing landed on the ring almost at the same time.

They had just had a fight under the ring, so the referee elder naturally knew about it.

Looking at Ye Feng with his single panda eye and Zhou Pingjing with a pale face, the white-bearded elder was worried that the two of them might get into a real fight in the ring and cause someone to die.

He said, "When fighting, just use the appropriate tactics. Do not harm anyone's life, do not destroy anyone's foundation, and do not use hidden weapons."

Zhou Ping nodded slightly in surprise.

Ye Feng's eyes turned and he asked, "Uncle Master, can you use the talisman?"

The white-bearded elder was slightly startled and asked, "Talisman? Are you planning to use a talisman?"

"Don't ask me any more questions, I just want to know if talismans are used in the arena."

The white-bearded elder thought for a moment and said, "According to the rules of the battle, the use of hidden weapons is prohibited. As for talismans... there is no clear rule prohibiting their use."

"I see. Since it's not prohibited, it can be used."

Ye Feng grinned.

In the eyes of the White-bearded Elder and Zhou Pingjing, his smile at this moment was full of evil.

Zhou Ping snorted coldly in shock, “Talismans are expensive, and they only have a certain lethality to disciples below the Guiyuan realm, so they won’t do any harm to me.

If Junior Brother Ye wants to activate the talismans, feel free to use them, as many as you want."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "As expected, you are a tiger from the Immortal Sect, quite arrogant. Okay, I happen to have some talismans on me, so don't blame me for not warning you in advance."

Zhou Pingjing didn't pay much attention to Ye Feng's words.

Unless it is a very powerful talisman, it is difficult to hurt him.

However, powerful talismans are extremely expensive.

Therefore, in this kind of inner sect test, few people activate talismans.

First of all, even if you win, you will be accused of being of poor cultivation and winning unfairly.

Secondly, it costs a lot of money.

You can't lose everything just for a fight.

However, these two disadvantages do not seem to work for Ye Feng.

He is very thick-skinned and is not afraid of being laughed at.

Moreover, the most common thing on him is talismans.

I won’t talk about what I took out from Sanzhier’s treasure house. Last night I practiced calligraphy in my room all night using the Shanhe brush and the Zhongsheng inkstone.

Every word is a Confucian talisman.

The referee gave a few more instructions before walking down from the ring.

Ye Feng and Zhou Ping stood in shock on the stage, two meters apart from each other.

Zhou Pingjing was dressed in a fiery red robe, which reminded Ye Feng of Zhongyuan Yidianhong, the mysophobe in "Wulin Wai Zhuan" who liked to invent skin care products and shampoos.

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Brother Zhou, show me your magic weapon."

Zhou Ping was shocked to find his hands empty, without any magic sword on him.

He narrowed his eyes, grabbed in the air with his right hand, and a wave of water appeared in his palm.

An almost transparent immortal sword quickly condensed in the water waves.

Ye Feng frowned. This magic sword of Zhou Pingjing was quite interesting. It seemed to be of the water element.

In addition, Zhou Pingjing has a feminine personality.

It actually gave Ye Feng a creepy feeling.

His intuition told him that this Zhou Pingjing was very unusual.

It's not just about the Tao, it's also about the mind.

He likes dealing with upright people, and doesn't like dealing with such scheming and feminine people.

In his opinion, people with feminine personalities use extremely terrifying methods.

Ye Feng stared at the transparent immortal sword and said, "What a nice sword! What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so cool!"

Zhou Ping was surprised and said calmly, "This sword is called Liujing, and it is one of the seven swords of Xuanzhu Peak. I have never shown it to anyone before. I know that you are very powerful, especially the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, which is almost unbreakable.

This sword is specifically designed to counter your Red Sun Heart Thunder Art."

"Liu...jing? This name... is similar to Liu Yinshui's!"

Ye Feng could see that the transparent sword in Zhou Pingjing's hand was definitely not simple.

But he really couldn't compliment the name.

It even feels a bit absurd.

Why call it "spermia" when there are so many other names? Why not call it "wet dream"?

No matter how much he laughed at me, Ye Feng's mind immediately entered the sea of ​​souls.

"Master Uncle! Master Uncle!"

"What's wrong? You wake me up several times a day. You have to disperse my spirit to make yourself happy, right?"

"Master, I didn't mean to disturb your rest. Do you know the Flowing Crystal Sword?"

"Liu Jing? One of the seven divine swords passed down from ancient times by Xuanzhu Peak. Legend has it that this sword is made of ten thousand year old West Sea Mysterious Crystal. It looks like a water element, but it possesses melee power comparable to a gold element."

"A divine weapon? You said that transparent sword is a divine weapon?"

"Hmm, a low-grade divine weapon. You better be careful..."

"I see."

Ye Feng's mind left the sea of ​​souls and his brows gradually furrowed.

In the morning, Miao Xiaorou took out a divine sword Lingxi, which was of artifact grade.

Now Zhou Pingjing took out another flowing crystal.

Are all the second generation of immortals so wealthy now?

I thought that among the young disciples fighting in this session, only my and Qi Yao’s magic weapons were divine artifacts.

It seems that these old guys are going crazy in wanting their disciples to win, and they even contributed their magic swords.

"No wonder Master couldn't find out what Zhou Pingjing's magic weapon is. No wonder this guy is so confident that he can defeat me. It turns out that his confidence lies in this flowing crystal.

Humph, Liu Jing... you dare to cheat my brother, I will beat you up today until you get your period, you sissy!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself secretly in his heart.

He was somewhat wary of divine weapons, but he felt that low-grade artifacts were still under his control.

Above the lowest grade is the middle grade, and above the middle grade is the highest grade.

The best grade is blood refined.

With a divine weapon refined with my own blood in hand, as well as two sacred Confucian artifacts and countless talismans...it's hard to lose!