"Damn it!"

Tang Jingyu, who fell outside the ring, was already supported by other disciples. When he heard the words of He Buyu and others, his face turned pale and ugly. He didn't expect that he would lose, which made the master sect feel embarrassed.

After looking at the young man surnamed Fang on the ring, Tang Jingyu clenched his fists secretly.

"Why, Qingxue Peak has no disciples who can fight?" On the stage, the young man surnamed Fang said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, many disciples of Qingxuefeng were furious and glared at him.

Even the older disciples were a little angry because the other party deliberately did not add the words of a new disciple, but instead seemed to be saying that the entire Qingxue Peak disciples were not good!

"It's outrageous. Senior brother, let me get on!"

A woman shouted angrily and stood up and said.

She is also a fairy-body who has just started, and she is furious at this moment, and Bingqing's pretty face is filled with chills.

Zhuang Bizhe's face was also cold, and he remained silent when he heard the words of this junior sister.

He knew that even Tang Jingyu was defeated, and the others were defeated.

only……

"Senior Brother, let me do it!"

Another young man stood up, not an immortal, but a disciple in the foundation-building realm. He was one of the new students with strong understanding among the many introductory disciples. He looked solemn and said, "Let me try it first. Even if I lose, we must not lose without fighting!"

"That's right, I'm just me, I'm too underestimating people!"

The other disciples were also full of righteous indignation.

Zhuang Bizhe sighed inwardly, glanced at the young man, nodded and said, "You are the only one, be careful."

The young man nodded, jumped into the deep ditch, and then jumped onto the ring again. He said coldly: "I am not an immortal, I will meet you today!"

"Please." said the young man surnamed Fang indifferently.

The young man shouted angrily and quickly rushed up, showing his outstanding strength and skills, but soon, when he approached the young man surnamed Fang, he was shocked by a palm.

The young man retreated to the edge of the ring, gritted his teeth, and rushed up again, but this time, he was defeated and left the ring without even seeing the skills of the young man surnamed Fang.

"Is there anything else?" The young man surnamed Fang held his hands and looked down at everyone under the ring.

"I'll do it!"

The woman who scolded her before jumped up without waiting for Zhuang Bizhe's orders. Although her face was clear, her personality seemed to be extremely hot. As soon as she came on stage, she rushed directly towards the young man surnamed Fang.

"Female, hum!" A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the young man surnamed Fang, and he easily avoided the woman's attack. Then his figure flashed and turned into three afterimages, with three palms in succession.

The woman dodged two palms, but was still hit and immediately coughed up blood and returned.

"If it's all at this level, I don't think there is any need to continue." The young man surnamed Fang said calmly.

Zhuang Bizhe's face turned cold and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior brother, you have just entered the sect and you are young and energetic, but I advise you to restrain your sharpness. It is easy to break even if you are too tough!"

The young man surnamed Fang changed slightly. He glanced at him and did not dare to reply for a moment.

Facing Zhuang Bizhe's pressure, he trembled in his heart and could not raise the idea of ​​resisting.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, isn't it good to bully a junior brother like this?" He Buyu's eyes flashed coldly.

Zhuang Bizhe said indifferently: "As a senior brother, I just teach my junior brother how to deal with the world."

"I will naturally be able to teach this to Wangyuefeng, so it won't be a problem for Senior Brother Zhuang. Senior Brother Zhuang should teach Qingxuefeng's junior brother and sister first, otherwise there would be no one to fight. This competition would be a bit boring." He Buyu said.

Zhuang Bizhe's face was gloomy.

The other immortals all looked angry and had never been so humiliated since they entered the immortal sect.

"Why."

Su Ping sighed and said, "I'll do it."

While speaking, he walked forward, his toes snatched his toes, and his body fell onto the ring as lightly as a cloud.

"Um?"

Seeing Su Ping's figure, Zhuang Bizhe's eyes narrowed. Although Su Ping did not jump out of the deep pit, his extraordinary skills could be seen with this unmarked body technique.

"That junior brother is wrong. You have to go downstairs first before you can get on stage!"

"Can't you jump from below?"

"Don't you even have the foundation building realm? You dare to get up? Brother Fang is going to bully people!"

Some of the new disciples of Wangyue Peak all laughed at each other.

On the contrary, the old disciples and He Buyu didn't say anything, and they all saw Su Ping's extraordinary skills when he came on stage.

"It's interesting."

On the stage, the young man surnamed Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not mind that Su Ping did not jump out of the pit. He said calmly: "I hope you won't disappoint me like the previous ones..."

"that……"

Su Ping's words interrupted him, and he looked around and said, "Or, you guys go together, otherwise I will seem a little bullying."

ha?

The whole audience was silent and the needle could be heard.

Everyone stared at me. Not only the many disciples of Wangyue Peak, but also the many disciples of Qingxue Peak were stunned.

They all suspected that they had heard it wrong.

Go together?

Do you want to die?

After a few seconds, a fierce anger erupted in the silence, from the disciples of Wangyue Peak.

"Who is this guy? Damn!"

"It's ridiculously pretending. The guy who may not even climb up the ring is actually pretending here!"

"Where is a fool who came out? Haven't you seen Senior Brother Fang's performance just now? Or is he not able to understand?"

"Senior Brother Fang, beat him hard!"

Many disciples of Wangyue Peak were angered by Su Ping.

Qingxuefeng's disciples had some things to complain about, but now seeing the disciples of Wangyuefeng so angry, I felt a little happy. No matter what the winner or lose, at least I could see that the other party was so angry, which was quite satisfying.

"This guy..." Tang Jingyu couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although Su Ping's words were relieved, he just took advantage of it verbally. He didn't believe that Su Ping could surpass him, so naturally he could not beat the young man surnamed Fang.

"Looking for death, idiot!" Ma Bai was angry and cursed in a low voice. He was still worried about Su Ping's previous slap and was extremely annoyed.

"Do you know that it will be even more embarrassing to say such big words when you lose later?"

The young man surnamed Fang looked at Su Ping coldly and slowly approached him. He planned to quickly defeat Su Ping with thunder means, which was the price of saying big talk.

"This is not a big talk, it is a fact." Su Ping said.

He glanced at Mu Xuefeng outside the ring. He saw the anger and displeasure flashing in the other party's eyes before, so he chose to speak up on stage to join the war. Otherwise, even if he won the battle with these little guys, he would blush.

"Well, why don't you come up too?" Su Ping said to He Bu from the audience.

He Buyu was stunned, and the other sneering disciples around him were also stunned and were once again thundered by Su Ping's words.

Is this guy really crazy?

The disciples of Qingxue Peak were also silent, looking at each other, confused, feeling that Su Ping was a little crazy beyond imagination.

"Junior brother, do you know what you are talking about?" He Buyu narrowed his eyes. No matter whether Su Ping was dementia or not, insulting him would be unwilling.

"I know, if you lose in this way, you will be convinced." Su Ping said.

He Buyu's forehead raised its blue veins and ignored Su Ping. The young man surnamed him said, "Let him get off the stage!"

The young man surnamed Fang nodded. He had arrived at Su Ping about ten meters at this moment. At this moment, he suddenly rushed forward. His figure instantly was as fast as lightning. The distance of ten meters was only half a second. The fist like a rainstorm enveloped Su Ping, showing stronger power, faster speed, and stronger murderous aura than before!

But the next moment, his figure just approached Su Ping's three meters range and flew backwards at a faster speed.

Bang!

He flew straight out of the arena and fell off the stage.

This scene was too sudden and beyond everyone's expectations. When the young man surnamed Fang landed, no one could react, so he could not catch him.
Chapter completed!