The second update is sent today, and the third update will be updated around 12pm.
Thanks to two friends [Who I Am Not] and [Haoshun Logistics] for their tips.
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At the foot of the mountain, on a bluestone avenue about two feet wide, seven outer disciples wearing blue robes were walking towards each other.
Among the seven, the tall and muscular young monk was obviously the leader, and the other six monks surrounded him like stars holding the moon.
The seven of them were talking and laughing as they walked, still discussing the matter of going to Duanyuntai to pick up the mission.
Du Feiyun stood quietly on the spot, staring closely at the leading outer disciple. His eyes gradually became cold, and his fists in his sleeves were clenched instantly.
There is no doubt that the outer disciple with a reserved smile on his face and enjoying the compliments of others is Wang Cheng who used a trick to sabotage Du Feiyun's test in Liuyun City!
Seeing Wang Cheng appear in front of him, the hatred that had been hidden in Du Feiyun's heart for a long time suddenly surged out, and his fists clenched loudly.
He is a person with a clear sense of grudges and grudges. It is his character to repay grudges and repay favors.
When Wang Cheng took away the spot that originally belonged to him, it took him two months, many hardships, hardships, and even nearly death before he finally entered the Liuyun Sect.
How could he forget this hatred so easily?
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, so Du Feiyun naturally looked at him with anger in his eyes.
Wang Cheng and the six people next to him were walking and talking and laughing, and then he also spotted Du Feiyun standing at the corner of the avenue. When he saw Du Feiyun's appearance clearly, the reserved smile on his face suddenly faded and was replaced by a
sneer.
The other six people also saw Du Feiyun, saw his cold expression, and began to speculate on the purpose of this person's visit.
Wang Cheng quickly came to Du Feiyun and stood a foot away, looking at Du Feiyun with a playful expression.
"Hey, trash, you actually got into Liuyun Sect too?"
"Could he have bribed the deacon with the help of spiritual stones to sneak in?"
As soon as the words came out, the anger in Du Feiyun's eyes became more intense, and Wang Cheng's expression became even more exciting, with an arrogant smile on his face, and the eyes he looked at Du Feiyun were full of contempt.
"Haha..." When the other six people heard Wang Cheng's words, they immediately understood that this person had an old grudge with Wang Cheng. They made an instant decision in their hearts and laughed loudly in agreement with Wang Cheng.
"Senior Brother Wang is absolutely right. This guy looks like a loser at first glance. He must have ruined his fortune and spent all his savings to get in."
"Yes, yes."
"Senior Brother Wang really has a keen eye."
There was a sound of agreement, and the six outer disciples also mocked Du Feiyun, while not forgetting to flatter Wang Cheng.
Hearing the echoes of these six people, the smile on Wang Cheng's face became even brighter, and he felt even more happy in his heart. He looked at Du Feiyun with an expression of pity.
"A good dog doesn't block the road, you useless boy, get out of the way!"
"That's right, you bastard, don't you have eyes? Block our way and see if I don't take care of you."
As soon as Wang Cheng spoke, several people around him followed suit and yelled at Du Feiyun.
Du Feiyun looked at the seven people in front of him with a gloomy expression, but his steps did not move at all, with no intention of getting out of the way.
On the contrary, his eyes stared fixedly at Wang Cheng, murderous intent gradually emerging in his eyes.
His thoughts were also running rapidly, and he was analyzing the situation in front of him. Although he was insulted and scolded by everyone, his heart was burning with anger, but his mind always remained clear.
It seems that Wang Cheng is doing very well in Liuyun Sect. In just half a year, he has attracted a group of supporters who follow his lead and flatter him with all their might.
Outer disciples usually stay in groups, and few act alone like Du Feiyun.
The reasons are, firstly, they can help and support each other and can exchange cultivation experiences and insights; secondly, they are less likely to be bullied in a group, and it is much safer to do sect tasks.
But those were brother-student relationships based on equal status. The Wang Cheng in front of him seemed to be different. The other six outer disciples obviously regarded him as his younger brother and regarded him as the leader of the small group.
From this point of view, this Wang Cheng is not only good at forming cliques, but he must also have a strong backing. Otherwise, how could these arrogant monks be willing to become his accomplices and pat him willingly?
Flattery?
In just a few breaths, Du Feiyun quickly analyzed the information in his mind based on the scene he saw.
"Coward, you bastard, you dare to stare at me? Well, you are very angry, right? Do you want to kill me?"
"Oh, I'm so scared!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha..." Wang Cheng pretended to be scared, humiliating Du Feiyun to his heart's content, looking up to the sky and laughing heartily.
Many nearby and passing outer disciples saw the situation here and gradually gathered around, as if they were watching a good show.
Many disciples who knew Wang Cheng immediately understood that this dandy leader was humiliating new disciples again, and they felt very contemptuous in their hearts.
Because this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in the past six months. Many disadvantaged disciples have been bullied and humiliated by Wang Cheng.
The disciples who recognized Wang Cheng looked at Du Feiyun with complicated expressions. A few of them were gloating about his misfortune, but most of them had expressions of sympathy.
Wang Cheng deliberately pretended to be scared, pointed at Du Feiyun, who was looking murderous, and laughed, joking with the six people around him, and occasionally insulting him.
Some disciples looked at Du Feiyun's silent appearance, sighed secretly and shook their heads, unable to bear to watch any more, and prepared to leave.
At this time, Du Feiyun's gloomy expression suddenly faded away, and he gradually revealed a bright smile, as if he didn't hear Wang Cheng's insult at all, and raised his head to look at Wang Cheng.
"Wang Cheng, I want to ask you a very serious question."
"What?"
"Oh, you kid wants to beg me to let you go, right? Well, now you kneel down and beg for mercy, call me grandpa three times, and I'll think about it." Wang Cheng still had a smile on his face and crossed his arms over his chest.
In front of him, he stared at Du Feiyun.
"Wang Cheng, are you the son of your grandmother and your father?"
Du Feiyun's doubtful voice sounded, and his voice was full of energy. It spread throughout the entire audience instantly, and everyone could hear it clearly.
There was a sudden silence in the field. Countless people looked at Du Feiyun with shocked expressions, and then looked at Wang Cheng, with expressions on their faces gradually becoming weird.
A breath of time passed, and everyone onlookers suddenly understood the meaning of the words, and everyone had snickers on their faces. Many people even blushed and their shoulders kept shaking.
"Haha..." Bursts of chuckles came from all around, and it was obvious that someone couldn't hold back their laughter.
Wang Cheng was not a fool. He immediately understood that Du Feiyun was scolding him, and the smile on his face suddenly faded and became gloomy.
"You bastard, you are looking for death!"
Being humiliated by Du Feiyun in public like this, without using any curse words, was countless times more clever than his previous despicable ridicule and insults.
The snickers from the onlookers immediately ignited the anger in his heart, making him furious in an instant, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
"Oh, I'm so scared!" Du Feiyun suddenly made a scared expression, imitating Wang Chengcai's appearance perfectly.
This was tit for tat, completely returning Wang Cheng's words to him. Wang Cheng's face suddenly turned dark, his fists were clenched, and his knuckles were crunching.
Du Feiyun did not stop at all, with a puzzled expression on his face. He looked at Wang Cheng and said very seriously: "Wang Cheng, what did you call your grandmother? Did you call her mother or grandma?"
The words spread throughout the audience. Seeing Du Feiyun pretending to be serious and serious, the onlookers burst into laughter and secretly praised this guy for being really eloquent.
"Wow, I'm going to kill you, bastard, go die!"
Wang Cheng couldn't stand such public humiliation. His blood suddenly surged, his face and neck turned red, and he rushed out instantly with fists waving.
They were only one foot away in the blink of an eye. Wang Cheng's fists emitted bright energy, condensed into a pair of huge fists, and hit Du Feiyun's chest with fierce energy.
When Wang Cheng was furious, the moment his figure flashed, a hint of a successful sneer appeared on Du Feiyun's lips.
Although Wang Cheng suddenly launched an attack, he had already prepared because this result was what he expected.
The fist shadow the size of a cattail leaf descended instantly, and Du Feiyun's legs suddenly burst into red light, and he spread out his walking steps instantly.
His legs brought up afterimages, and he took more than a dozen erratic steps in an instant. Du Feiyun's body twisted and flashed like a phantom, flashing ten feet away.
I saw the smile on his face fade away, and murderous intent burst out. In his hands, blazing light suddenly burst out, and the flying sword appeared instantly, and it grew in the wind, turning into a red sword light.
call out!
The three-foot-long red sword light shot out instantly, bringing with it an afterimage. In just an instant, it broke through the distance of two feet and appeared on Wang Cheng's chest.
Wang Cheng missed a single blow with his fists and was dodged by Du Feiyun. He turned around to look for him, but all he saw was red.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
The crimson sword light exploded instantly, turning into numerous sword shadows. A total of nineteen rays of sword light stabbed Wang Cheng's chest with enough sharpness to tear the air.
Heavy sword shadows struck, and Wang Cheng looked horrified. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. He was immediately stabbed in the chest by the sword light, and his body drew an arc and was thrown far away.
Wang Cheng's body rolled and flew several feet away, and fell to the road with a thud. He rolled several times and twitched violently. His face was pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously injured.
Instinctively, he supported his body with both arms and took out a paper crane from the storage bag with one hand, integrating his energy into it.
The paper crane suddenly lit up, and a stream of light flashed across it, shooting into the distance and disappearing into the sky.
This is a messenger crane that can only be refined by monks in the innate stage. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant and is as fast as lightning.
There was silence in the field, and countless outer disciples stood there in shock, looking at Du Feiyun and Wang Cheng in disbelief.
"Aren't they afraid of punishment according to the sect's rules? Aren't they afraid that the three souls will be refined into ashes by fire?"
For a moment, this thought came to everyone's mind.
Wang Cheng's backer was extremely noble, so he acted arrogantly and domineeringly, and many people had heard about it.
But they couldn't figure out why Du Feiyun, an unknown disciple, dared to take out a flying sword and assassinate Wang Cheng?
