Qi Feng arrived at Lan Yue Xiaozhu one step ahead of everyone, and then quickly disappeared while hugging Xuanyuan Qingshuang. He really came and went like the wind.

Everyone who came after hearing the news only saw the young man sitting on the ground in a daze, and the red stain on the ground next to him.

The blood faintly exudes the coercion of the out-of-body stage. Even if it is just a mouthful of blood, the spiritual power in it is very rich.

Well, that’s right, Xuanyuan Qingshuang’s.

That woman has a high level of cultivation and can suppress them and fight. Now she is in the Shanhai Sect or in her Yaoyue Peak. What can make her vomit blood and make her unconscious?

Everyone strangely focused their attention on the somewhat godless young man.

They knew that Qingshuang's disciples were extremely careless, and in the past four years, the leader would occasionally deal with the aftermath in private.

Nowadays, apart from him who has the ability to be so angry that he is so deserted, who else can and who dares?

Ouyang Ba, the leader of Chiyang Peak, raised his thick eyebrows, "You are really capable of making such a cold-blooded and ruthless person vomit blood!"

Dai Zizhen, the master of Luoxia Peak, shook his fan and raised the corners of his lips with a bit of interest.

"Hey, you're such a good boy. How about you teach me some tricks? I really want to see other expressions on that dead man's face!"

The elder of the guardian sect shouted coldly:

"Xiao Hanyu, you are really treasonous. Do you even know what it means to respect teachers and respect morality?"

Duan Zhiming, the leader of Cuizhu Peak, squinted and mocked:

"Anyway, even in your fourth year as a master, she has not fulfilled her responsibilities. In my opinion, it is her own fault!"

Others rolled up their sleeves and aggressively wanted to settle accounts with him:

"Why are you angry with your master?"

There are people who say anything, but no matter what they say, the protagonist is Xuanyuan Qingshuang. No one cares that Xiao Hanyu is just a foundation-building disciple, and no one deliberately restrains his own pressure.

There were obviously many people coming, but no one looked at him.

Maybe he noticed it but didn't bother to care.

He was surrounded by the big guys and was under tremendous pressure.

Even though he had been on the run and experienced various bloody and dangerous scenes, the pressure around him still made his body overwhelmed.

He is only in the foundation building period.

The gap is really too big!

He slowly clenched his hands, and the fingertips that dug into the gaps between the stone slabs turned white due to excessive force. Layers of thin sweat seeped out on his forehead, gradually gathering into sweat droplets and rolling down along the lines of his face.

He wants to become strong, very much!

He slowly raised his head, neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was gentle but with hidden edge:

"Thank you seniors for coming to visit Master. When Master wakes up, I will convey your seniors' thoughts to Master."

After hearing Xiao Hanyu's words, everyone realized that Xuanyuan Qingshuang was not here, and they suddenly became very disappointed.

Those who wanted to add insult to injury did not see the protagonist, those who wanted to be concerned did not see Bai Yueguang, and those who wanted to watch a good show did not see Jiao Er. They suddenly felt that staying here was boring.

It's a pity that I finally encountered Xuanyuan Qingshuang's weak appearance.

That’s it, let’s go!

That woman doesn't like people coming into Yao Yue Peak without any reason. It would be bad if she gets interested in him through this guy's mouth.

Everyone came unexpectedly and left one after another.

Before leaving, he used his spiritual pressure to teach Xiao Hanyu a lesson as if to vent his anger. Seeing that he could hardly bear it anymore, he left in the air.

After a while, the pressure on my body began to lessen, and finally dissipated completely.

Xiao Hanyu felt his body suddenly lighten up, and he immediately lay on his back on the ground like a crossbow. His dark eyes were so deep that no light could enter.

"Are you accepting your fate?"

A clear chuckle came from his side.

Looking up, he saw a man wearing a gray gown and a square hat, waving his feather fan and staring down at him.

The man has a bookish look, but he has a pair of affectionate fox eyes. Combined with his elegant temperament, he actually has the evil aura of a gentle and scumbag.

Xiao Hanyu recognized him, the master of Luoxia Peak, Dai Zizhen.

He is a great master of weapon refining, and his cultivation is very mysterious. No one has ever seen him take action. According to his seniority, he should be called his great uncle.

Xiao Hanyu was about to get up, but Dai Zizhen glanced at him and left sarcastically.

"You have a unique physique, but you don't take the opportunity to practice hard. It's really a waste of your master's hard work!"

Master’s painstaking efforts?

Xiao Hanyu raised his head instantly and argued for himself subconsciously:

"Uncle Master, during the three months that Master personally taught me, my disciples have studied hard and practiced hard every day, never daring to slack off!"

"Oh."

The concise and clear syllables floated from the night sky, attacking his self-righteousness with the expression of a theatergoer.

Dai Zizhen clearly didn't say anything, but she seemed to have said everything.

Xiao Hanyu stood alone in the lonely and desolate Yaoyue Peak, his cheeks turned red because of that sneer.

He could sense from Dai Zizhen's tone and attitude that the master was hiding something from him.

Acknowledge his identity as a direct disciple, urge him to practice every day, give him a disciple token with a trace of soul, and buy him clothes from the mountain...

There is no need to hide any of this.

He slowly turned around, crossed the sea of ​​clouds rolling under the moonlight, looked in the direction of Zhu Yunfeng in ecstasy, and murmured in a low voice:

"Master, what exactly have you done for me that I don't know about?"

…

The sect competition is still proceeding in an orderly manner. The top ten in the arena competition have been selected, and the next step is to determine the top three candidates.

The top ten finalists include two from Zhu Yunfeng, three from Chiyang Peak, two from Luoxia Peak, two from Cuizhu Peak, and one from Yao Yuefeng.

In this group competition, the top ten were all rounded up by the five spiritual peaks, and the other spiritual peaks had no chance at all.

However, it is theoretically normal. The five spiritual peaks are the inner sect, and the talents and resources enjoyed by the disciples are unmatched by the outer sect.

If the outer sect disciples want to be better than the inner sect, they can only work hard and work hard.

But let me ask, which disciple does not work hard?

"Next, draw lots to choose your opponent."

The person in charge gave the order, and a lottery tube appeared in front of the ten disciples.

The sign is inserted upside down in the tube, and the tail is marked with five colors. Anyone who picks the same mark will become an opponent.

Xiao Hanyu lowered his head and stared quietly at the blue mark at the end of the sign, but his ears could not help but absorb the comments of the people around him:

"Have you heard that Xiao Hanyu vomited blood from his master's energy!"

"How is it possible? Everyone knows that Master Xuanyuan Peak has a pure heart, a calm heart, and a cold heart. He has never seen any mood swings."

"Why did I lie to you? Even the Peak Master and the others were there the night before yesterday!"

"With such poor qualifications, he can enjoy the resources of the entire spiritual peak. Not only is he not grateful, but how can he do such a treasonous thing?"

"Master Xuanyuan Peak is really blind to raise such a white-eyed wolf! In my opinion, everyone here is more qualified than him to be a member of Yaoyue Peak!"

In this world where strength is respected, everyone practices hard.

When faced with a genius that is beyond their reach, in order to preserve their self-esteem, they show their yearning and admiration for the genius.

However, when they see people who have always been inferior to them, suddenly become amazing, or even surpass them, the tension, fear, lack of confidence, jealousy and complaints that genius brings to them will be vented on such people.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hanyu now gave them a reason to vent and became an outlet for their emotions.

"Trash, you got the blue lottery, right?"

On the ring, a tall, round-waisted man with a hammer in both hands and a mustache looked at Xiao Hanyu, his eyes full of evil.

Who is this waste? Why can he get so many cultivation resources?
Chapter completed!