"Okay, Zhou Yuzhong, the First Academy of Xiqin, accept the challenge of this junior brother."

After clasping each other, the two walked out of the inn.

The other disciples also followed, with an extremely serious expression.

How could Duan Yinjian and Cheng Zhizhou not see what they were thinking? They were ready next to them. As long as the signs were wrong, they would immediately rescue Jing Feiyang.

The two disciples lit the sword, and Jing Feiyang's cultivation level was lower than Zhou Yuzhong's two realms, but his aura was not inferior at all when he drew the sword!

Zhou Yuzhong showed a sarcastic sneer, and his expression was like looking at an ant.

However, Jing Feiyang was not affected by his expression and started fighting with him seriously.

The gap between the two realms was too big, and Jing Feiyang was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

However, with his solid skills and cultivation, despite his defeat, he was not beaten to the extreme.

Zhou Yuzhong became more and more fierce as he fought, and became more and more excessive, and even deliberately attacked Jing Feiyang's key points.

The disciples of Dongchen First Academy all became nervous.

Several people from Xiqin smiled arrogantly.

At this moment, Zhou Yuzhong suddenly turned around and stabbed Jing Feiyang in the face!

If this thorn scratches the face, the shame will be engraved on the face and exposed to the disciples of the three sects and four countries!

"Despicable! Shameless! Stop!" Dongchen's disciple shouted.

"Be careful, Feiyang!"

Zhou Yuzhong was determined to win, and he showed a gloomy smile.

It was a critical moment when he was about to stab Jing Feiyang's face!

A sword suddenly appeared, and the hilt hit his forehead suddenly!

With a "boom", his attack was directly knocked back, and his whole head was buzzing, and he almost had a concussion, and he couldn't even see the way clearly for a while!

He staggered back two steps, but fortunately the senior brother behind him caught him, otherwise he might have fallen.

Seeing Zhou Yuzhong retreating in a embarrassing manner, Dongchen's disciples burst into laughter.

"Who! Who attacked me!" Zhou Yuzhong covered his head and roared angrily.

"I."

As soon as the slightly sarcastic voice came out, everyone looked over and saw a tall white-patterned tiger, a girl in red dress was gnawing on an apple, with a casual look on her face.

"Disciple!"

"Junior sister!"

"Heartstrings!"

Suddenly, all Dongchen's disciples were excited!

"You actually attacked me? Will your disciples of Dongchen only attack despicable and shamelessly?" Zhou Yuzhong cursed angrily.

"You bully my senior brother, what's wrong with me attacking you? Hitting your forehead is a cheap one. If you smash it in another place, you may be ruined today."

As soon as Xinxian said this, Dongchen's disciple burst into laughter again.

After Duan Yinjian laughed, he coughed twice awkwardly: "Girls, you should be more reserved."

Cheng Zhizhou smiled very proudly: "What is reserved? I just like her look that she is so angry that she is not worth her life."

"You..." Zhou Yuzhong was so insulted like this: "It's not bullying, I'm having a fight with your senior brother!"

"What about the competition? If you are a sixth level, go find a fourth level to discuss, what about the face?"

Xin Qian widened her eyes, as if she had seen something that ruined her views.

Zhou Yuzhong was so angry that his veins swelled up: "He was the one who asked me to discuss!"

"Are you such a bad person? You dare to ask you for a sixth level to compete with me at the fourth level."

“…”

Zhou Yuzhong almost spit out a breath of blood.

This is obviously not the case!
Chapter completed!