â... â Ye Zhuixun paused in his tracks and narrowed his eyes into a sharp line. âWhose disciple did you say I was? Say it once again!â
Lou Xiaoxiao also snorted and unhappily looked at the girl, who was dressed in white clothes, blocking their way.
This girl called Mu Bailing was someone familiar. She had also taken the admission trial this time, and she was the daughter of the highly prestigious Prefectural Governor of Bailing prefecture.
âWhose disciple? Of course itâs the disciple of that coward who was in first place! Humph, a proper first-placed candidate of Fengyang prefecture, yet she didnât dare show herself during the admission trial. If sheâs not a coward, then what is she? If sheâs really capable, why didnât she come out to prove her abilities?â
âOn what basis should my Master prove her abilities to you? Because of your words?â Ye Zhuixun said in a cold voice. He then gradually clenched his fists. âYouâre unworthy of even mentioning my master!â
The juniors from Qingyun City, who were feeling unhappy at the side, nodded one after another.
âBastard! Who did you say is unworthy?â Mu Bailingâs face became sullen.
The two gloomy, old prctitioners behind her also glared at Ye Zhuixun with hostility and cold gazes.
âYou donât look convinced.â Lou Xiaoxiao shook the ponytail on her head and placed her hands across her chest. âWhy donât the two of us compete? If you can defeat me then you will be qualified to talk about Qianxue.â
When the crowd at the side saw the atmosphere gradually becoming tense, all of them stopped what they were doing and started to watch the sight.
When Lou Potian saw these young juniors, who were full of vigor, he could not help himself from smiling and shaking his head.
The Lou family in Qingyun City was already gone, and he had nothing to fear. He naturally wouldnât let these juniors feel aggrieved over unimportant matters, or frustrate them himself.
âYou? I know that you, Lou Xiaoxiao, have defeated Hong Qinghe, who got the first place at the Fenghua Banquet last year. Even though this is the case, youâre not worthyââ
She had not finished speaking when...
Clang!
A pretty sheath filled with coldness suddenly landed across her neck. The sharpness of the sword directly cut and hurt her neck.
Whoosh!
The juniors from Qingyun City started laughing one after another. âWith just this ability, you wanted to fight with Miss Qianxue? And you even say that Sister Xiaoxiao is not worthy? Where did you get your confidence and guts from!â
âReally funny!â
âWhat a clown!â
Even the crowd at the side could not control themselves from exclaiming, âLou Xiaoxiao is so impressive! Sheâs even more impressive than what we had thought. Mu Bailing could not even block her sword!â
âYou!!!â Mu Bailing froze for a while before coming back to her senses. She then hurriedly touched the wound on her neck. When she saw a trace of fresh blood, her eyes went wide and anger rose in her heart. The discussions of the crowd made her even more furious. She could not control herself from roaring, âB*tch! You dared to sneakily attack me! You dared to hurt me! Donât you want to live?â
She wanted to rush toward Lou Xiaoxiao, but...
âMiss!â
One of the elders behind her suddenly raised his arm and held her back. âDonât be rash!â
The other elder also looked at Lou Xiaoxiao with hostility as he said to Mu Bailing, âYouâre not her match. Let us teach her a lesson on your behalf!â
Following that, his expression became cold as he raised his hand.
âMystic Martial realm? Very impressive?â
Leng Qianhan, who had been calmly and silently standing behind with a low profile for a long time, finally showed his arrogance and overbearingness.
In just the blink of an eye, he radiated a powerful and gripping aura. Like a peerless sword, he looked so sharp that others didnât even dare to look at him!
A murderous intent filled his eyes as he looked at the sinister elder who wanted to act. He then said in an indifferent tone, âTry to touch even a strand of her hair.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om