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There are thirteen new disciples in the outer courtyard. At this moment, there are ten people rushing out of the courtyard.
Finding that Lin Huaiyu was missing from the crowd, Ye Feng curled his lips slightly.
His hatred for Lin Huaiyu had long since completely dissipated as his strength improved. However, he found that some people did not seem to be as broad-minded as him, and they still resented what happened that day.
In the past, Lin Huaiyu might still occupy some position in Ye Feng's heart. But it is different now. With the improvement of Ye Feng's strength, Lin Huaiyu no longer poses any threat to him.
Ye Feng was in front, followed closely by Lang Wen, Lu Fei and others, and the group walked quickly towards the training ground.
Such a large group of people who looked like beggars appeared in the inner courtyard and quickly attracted the attention of many inner courtyard disciples.
When the inner court disciples realized that Ye Feng and others were planning to go to the training ground, their expressions became extremely exciting.
"When these guys who have been abused recently go to the training ground, are they planning to take revenge?" Almost all the disciples in the inner courtyard looked at Ye Feng and others with pity. Some people had even foreseen that what would happen again would happen again.
After a while, this group of majestic and high-spirited guys will fall on the training field in a state of confusion.
As Ye Feng and the others continued to march, more and more disciples from the inner courtyard followed behind them to watch the excitement.
When they were less than a kilometer away from the training ground, the number of disciples following Ye Feng and others had reached a hundred, and the number was still rising rapidly.
Many inner court disciples following Ye Feng and others kept whispering and laughing at Ye Feng and others.
In their opinion, Ye Feng and others were really crazy. Only a madman would conflict with the veteran inner court disciples when they knew they were outmatched.
Not far ahead is the lime belt of the training ground. Some believers have long reported the whereabouts of Ye Feng and others to many disciples on the training ground.
Hearing that the newly promoted outer court disciples went to the training ground in groups with the intention of taking revenge, the eyes of the inner court disciples who had come to bully the people of Longwen all flashed with gleams.
It is a rule for new disciples to be bullied. Everyone present has survived step by step as a new disciple. This is the first time they have heard that a new disciple dares to come to trouble.
On one side of the training ground where there were small groups of disciples forming cliques everywhere, Wei Jin and Zhao Chen, who had simply bandaged their injuries, looked coldly at the group of inner courtyard disciples gearing up.
Seeing that Wei Jin didn't seem to intend to convey Ye Feng's words, Zhao Chen couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Brother Wei, don't we inform many fellow apprentices of Ye Feng's true cultivation level?" Zhao Chen asked in confusion.
Wei Jin shook his head and smiled sinisterly: "No, why should we spread this matter? Don't you want to see more people being plotted by Ye Feng?"
At the end of his speech, Wei Jin's eyes turned vicious. Behind him, Zhao Chen glanced at his bandaged thigh, with an evil smile on his face.
Fifty meters in front of the training ground, Ye Feng and his team came in a mighty manner. The team that originally had only eleven people now gathered as many as two hundred people. However, these people who followed were all holding hands and watching.
As a joke, no one intends to help Ye Feng and others.
Seeing Ye Feng and others getting closer and closer to the training ground, a dozen or so conspicuous people gathered at the edge of the square cast their gaze over.
After confirming that the person coming was the group of new disciples from the outer courtyard, the tall, burly young man with a dark face who was the leader of the crowd waved vigorously.
"Brothers, let's go and see what these newcomers want to do." The big man shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of disciples from the inner courtyard behind him started shouting and rushed forward fiercely.
At the edge of the training ground, a young strong man stretched out his thick black arm and stopped in front of Ye Feng.
He looked sideways at Ye Feng and said in a very contemptuous tone: "Hey, little guy, where are you going?"
Ye Feng glanced at the young strong man in front of him, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Fei pulled the corner of his clothes.
Lu Fei took a step forward and whispered: "Brother Ye, this man is called Han Nu. Although he is a fourth-level swordsman, he is a very famous hob meat in the inner courtyard. On the second day after we entered the inner courtyard, it was him.
He took the lead and brought people to the door and extorted three thousand taels of silver notes."
"Three thousand taels?" Ye Feng frowned slightly. Although he had just known that in the past ten days, Longwen and others had been extorted a total of thirty thousand taels of silver notes, but he heard that this guy named Han Nu could do it alone.
After extorting three thousand taels of silver notes, I was still slightly shocked.
Three thousand taels of silver is by no means a small amount. This amount of money is enough to lift a poor family out of poverty immediately, and it is also enough to buy a good business in a prosperous metropolis.
In Ye Feng's memory, the price of a silk and satin shop in his home's shopping mall was only a mere two thousand taels, and the guy in front of him named Han Nu took away a silk and satin shop from the Langwen people in one go.
Half of the satin shop.
"I Zeng Jin told Wei Jin that you should prepare the banknotes for double the amount of money extorted. Han Nu, have you completed the task according to my instructions?" Facing Zhuang, who was a head taller than him.
Han Nu, who was several times stronger, did not show the slightest fear on Ye Feng's face.
"You want me to prepare double the amount of blackmail?" Han Nu smiled arrogantly.
He turned around and glared angrily at Wei Jin, who was hiding in the corner of the square. He turned his head and felt a surge of anger rising from his body.
"Boy, I don't care who you are. When you enter the inner courtyard, you must act according to the rules. I did extort money from your new disciples in the outer courtyard, but I gave it all to the brothers. Do you want money or fists? I have one.
!" As he said that, Han Nu suddenly punched Ye Feng without any warning. He swung his huge fist with his thick arms and swung it out so hard that it cut through the air and made a whining sound.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Han Nu's fist hit Ye Feng's chest.
When everyone behind Han Nu saw Han Nu hit Ye Feng, a trace of disdainful smiles appeared on their faces.
In terms of swordsmanship, Han Nu may be a little inferior. But he is born with supernatural power, and one punch is enough to kill a galloping horse. Han Nu's friends believe that even if Ye Feng has some strength, he will probably be injured by Han Nu's punch.
Everyone stared at Ye Feng and smiled wantonly. However, in the blink of an eye, their smiles froze.
They were shocked to find that Han Nu's fist came into contact with Ye Feng. After making an explosion, Ye Feng was not forced back. Instead, Han Nu's face showed a trace of pain.
"Ouch!" Han Nu let out a strange scream, and his facial muscles twisted into a ball. He tried his best to withdraw his arm. However, even though he exerted all his strength, his fist and arm seemed to be stuck to Ye Feng's chest, motionless.
Ye Feng looked at Han Nu, whose face was red from holding back, with a smile, a narrow smile on his face.
"Senior brother, you punched me, now it's time for me to return it." Ye Feng said in a low voice.
After saying this, Ye Feng suddenly swung out his right arm. The thin arm seemed to have gathered hundreds of kilograms of power at this moment. It seemed slow, but it made the air around the arm freeze.
Ye Feng swung out his fist, and Han Nu's face immediately changed color. Being good at attacking with fists, he clearly felt the power contained in Ye Feng's fists. He had a hunch that the seemingly slow and weak fists were definitely not what he could do.
If it withstands it, once it hits his body, it will immediately knock him away.
There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the sound was like the tip of a whip exploding in the void.
The sound rang out, and many people who were staring at Han Nu were shocked to find that Han Nu's body, which weighed two hundred kilograms, flew out diagonally like a broken sandbag, and flew nearly ten meters before landing suddenly on the ground.
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"This..." Looking at Han Nu, who was lying on the ground and twitching continuously, with bleeding from the corners of his lips, Han Nu's friends all froze on the spot.
They never dreamed that Han Nu, who was known for his strength and practiced powerful swordsmanship, would one day be knocked away by someone using brute force.
Thinking of the screams that came out of Han Nu's mouth when he flew backwards, Han Nu's friends felt a surge of hostility rising from their bodies at the same time.
On the surface, they respect Han Nu, but in fact, they all treat Han Nu as their eldest brother. Now that their eldest brother has been severely injured, it is impossible for them not to take revenge. And when they think of the person who seriously injured their eldest brother, he is a
The anger in their hearts became even stronger for the little-known new disciples in the outer courtyard.
Almost at the same time, nearly twenty inner court disciples beside Han Nu drew out their long swords. Against the backdrop of the setting sun, more than twenty long swords emitted a red light, shining on everyone's faces, even more...
Just add a bit of evil spirit.
"Arrogant and ignorant juniors, you will pay the price for today's recklessness." A disciple from the inner courtyard, who was fair-skinned and beardless and wearing white training clothes, shouted loudly.
After shouting, he suddenly swung his sword and stabbed Ye Feng straight on the shoulder.
In the void, the silver-white sword light pierced the air instantly like lightning. Seeing the thickness of the sword light, Ye Feng showed a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
"Fifth-level swordsman, this guy who looks like Han Nu's follower is actually a fifth-level swordsman." After confirming the opponent's strength, Ye Feng no longer takes it lightly.
He quietly said to Longwen and others, asking them to be careful about the words of the inner courtyard disciples around them, and then suddenly reached out and pulled out a long sword from the waist of a disciple five meters away from him.
The long sword was unsheathed and immediately radiated a radiance like the cold moonlight.
As soon as this light appeared, it immediately swallowed up the sword light released by the disciple, and then met the long sword thrust by the disciple at the speed of a meteor chasing the moon.
"Qiang", a crisp sound of gold and iron mingled in the void. Before the sound could fall, the disciple's long sword flew out across the air, slid through the air for more than ten meters, and then landed headfirst on the ground.
At the edge of the square, Ye Feng held a long sword, the tip of the sword pointed firmly at the swordsman's throat.
His actions caught the attention of the crowd watching around him, and they were immediately stunned.
Zhou Tai, the number one master in the small circle formed by Han Nu, was a fifth-level peak swordsman. But such a strong man who was respected by others even in the inner courtyard could not even attack a disciple from the outer courtyard.
I didn't catch it. This unexpected change made everyone stunned for a while.
"A newly promoted outer court disciple, a sixth-level swordsman." At this moment, everyone's eyes turned dull when looking at Ye Feng.
Among the people present, except for the people in Langwen, the person who had been in the inner court for the shortest time was only one year. But even so, they had never heard of any genius disciple in the history of Li Shui Sword Sect who could compete with the newly promoted disciples.
Identity, possesses the strength of a sixth-level swordsman.
"You are defeated!" Ye Feng looked at Zhou Tai calmly and said in a low voice.
After saying this, he glanced at the group of Zhou Tai's accomplices who had just been eager to try, but now were all stunned, and said coldly: "Six thousand taels of silver notes, thank you for your patronage!"