The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 81: Ye Xuanji
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"You are Tang Zheng?" The old man's voice was not loud, but it passed to Tang Zheng's ears like a thunderous thunder, which was heart-pounding.
Tang Zheng was able to stabilize his mind and said, "It's me."
The color of surprise in the eyes of the old man flashed away, saying: "You will be farther away from Dingdang in the future, otherwise you will regret infinitely."
Tang Zheng looked at each other suspiciously and said, "What do you mean?"
"Leave Dingdang from now on." The old man said firmly.
Tang Zheng did not know the other party ’s identity, but this morning he was inexplicably let him leave Ye Dingdang, which made him inexplicable. Moreover, if the other party ’s deterrent force showed, ordinary people might be shivering.
But Tang Zheng is not an ordinary person. He feels that the other party is unreasonable. Even if the other party is an old man, his face is gradually ugly, suppressing his anger, saying: "I and Dingdang do not need others to point fingers."
The old man's eyes are cold: "No one can bargain with me yet."
"That's because you didn't meet me before." Tang Zheng pushed back.
"Interesting, today's youngster doesn't know how high it is, so I will teach you on behalf of your parents."
Tang Zheng's pupils shrank, his parents were grandpas, and no one could replace his grandpas, and the other party was obviously a bad comer, so he would naturally not be polite.
"Tian Chanzi, what is this person cultivation level?" Tang Zheng asked.
? A? Book? Reading? The novel xstxt Tian Chanzi hesitated for a while and said: "Innate Ninth Grade is only a line away from Martial Scholar."
"... Innate Ninth Grade." Tang Zheng's heart trembles, and he is only Refining Qi Third Grade, which has an insurmountable sky from Innate Ninth Grade.
"Who is he? Since he is such a master, why should he come to embarrass me?" He subconsciously thought of Song Yu. Is this person Song Clan?
Old Qin and Song Yu hurriedly left because this man came because of them. But even the people of Song Clan cannot be so unreasonable.
Seeing Tang Zheng ’s expression changing, the old man thought he was afraid and said, "Now you promised me that it was too late. After so many years, no one dared to speak to me like this. How is it. "
When the voice fell, his hand stretched out and grabbed Tang Zheng's shoulder. His hand was no different from that of the elderly, with wrinkles and even age spots.
But it was this almost dry hand that gave Tang Zheng endless pressure, like a ghost hand from hell, suffocating.
Tang Zheng quickly backed away, but this hand was like a shadow, and then came first, grabbing Tang Zheng's shoulder.
"All of you are in vain in front of me. I know you are Martial Artist, but how can you escape my palm with this little trick." The old man said with a squeeze.
kacha!
With a crisp voice, Tang Zheng felt that his bones were about to split, and a heart-breaking pain spread throughout his body.
Tang could n’t help but snorted, using his hand as a sword, and shoved straight at the opponent, Heaven Flying Immortal Sword Technique suddenly broke out, and an invisible sword spread.
"Huh?"
The old man exclaimed in his mouth, but his hands remained motionless, his arms fluttered, bang, Tang Zheng ’s hand stabbed in the past was strongly bounced, and a stinging pain spread from the fingertips. How intense this pain is.
The old man's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes grew more gloomy. Although he saw that this set of Sword Technique was not ordinary, he did not believe that the other party could hurt him, because the gap between the two could not be exceeded.
But the moment Tang Zheng hit him, a pain of pain spread from his arm. Over the years, there have been very few attacks that can make him taste this pain, and it is still the same as him. The gap caused by people is simply incredible.
"Little Brat, you are not his opponent. I've let you handle those girls a long time ago, and then quickly improve your strength, so it is not so embarrassing, hurry up and find a chance to escape." Tian Zenzi urged anxiously.
"How can I escape? His hands are like pliers." Tang Zheng has no choice.
"You fool, hurry up and use the body-fixing method." Tian Chanzi urged.
Tang Zheng really wanted to pat his head, he was really confused, Martial arts is useless, you can also use Cultivation Techniques, but he has never used the method of stabilization, and I do n’t know if it is useful for Innate Ninth Grade masters.
He was trying to get rid of his difficulties by using the body-fixing method, but suddenly heard a cry of exclamation, and then an silhouette came unexpectedly like the wind.
"Release Tang Zheng!" There was a whisper, but it was Feng Siniang's anxious voice.
The old man was unmoved. coldly looked at Feng Siniang and said, "You are here."
Feng Siniang's face is very bad and anxious, and there is a faint panic between her eyebrows. Tang Zheng has only seen Yun Danfeng's lightness on her face. She has never seen her like this.
"Grandfather, Tang Zheng is the benefactor of Ye Clan, don't hurt him." Feng Siniang anxiously stopped.
The old man said indifferently: "Benevolence? Why do n’t I know that Ye Clan has this benefactor? He is just a prop for your acting."
"Props?" Tang Zheng's face sank. Although he was not a big man, he wouldn't be a broken prop. Since Feng Siniang knew the old man, he also gave up the idea of setting the body-building method.
"You are so unreasonable, you are not bigger than me by your own strength, you are better than me, so you bully the small, use the power to bully people, I am a prop, what are you, you are not as good as a prop The stubborn old is just stubborn. "Tang Zheng is really angry. He is a good young man who respects the elderly and loves the young, but he was finally ignited by the old man's bullying.
He doesn't care what the other party's identity is, what is cultivation level, anyway, he is not the same person with you.
youngster is to be bloody, otherwise it ’s so interesting to think like a drooping old man.
The voice of this sentence is not small. At once, the surroundings became quiet, like the densest woods, without even a trace of wind.
Feng Siniang was stunned and looked at him inexplicably, with too many things in his eyes.
The Ye Dingdang who hurried over came staggering, almost fell to the ground, and opened his mouth in horror, enough to stop the next duck egg.
The old man was obviously stunned. He did n’t seem to believe his ears. Someone even called him an inferior even for props, and he was also an old stubborn.
He ... doubts whether something is wrong with this world.
Of course there is nothing wrong with this world, and Tang Zheng is not wrong either. This is what he wanted to say most in his heart, so he said it without hesitation.
"You are looking for death!" The old man suddenly became furious, and the crutches he had been holding up sharply lifted, pointing at Tang Zheng's chest.
This walking stick is like a sickle of death. As long as he is hit, Rao is Tang Zheng and Cultivator, and he will definitely die.
Tang Zheng didn't even have time to fix his body, only to watch the crutches approaching.
"No!" Feng Siniang yelled and came forward with a rush.
Poof!
The crutch hit the shoulder of Feng Siniang. The crutch took a slight pause, and a burst of blood shot from behind Feng Siniang. In this blow, her shoulder was directly penetrated by this force. You can imagine this blow How horrible.
Feng Siniang groaned, but did not retreat. Instead, it looked like a solid wall was standing still in front of Tang Zheng.
Feng Siniang is Innate First Grade, and the old one is Innate Ninth Grade. Although they are both masters of Innate, the gap between the two is still insurmountable. Feng Siniang is too late to resist and can only be hardened by the body. live.
However, seeing that Tang Zheng was not injured, she was relieved.
The old man ’s complexion was unsteady, and he stared at Feng Siniang fiercely, saying, "You are even fighting against me for him?"
Feng Siniang endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandfather, Tang Zheng is kind to Ye Clan. I can't watch him injured."
"Don't hurt my mother." Ye Dingdang recovered and rushed like crazy. Instead of calling Feng Siniang in excitement, she called her mother.
She pounced straight on the old man, her fists burst out, and she attacked recklessly.
The old man flashed a strange color in his eyes, and finally had to release Tang Zheng, sweeping his palm, Ye Dingdang turned like a gyro, where he was hurt.
Tang Zheng walked away from the gate of the ghost door, but he never expected that Feng Siniang would spare no effort to block this fatal blow for him, and his heart was touched and warm.
So, he did not hesitate to reach out and grabbed Ye Dingdang, which made her stop. Ye Dingdang's breath was disordered, panting, blushing like drunkenness.
Although she was not injured, it was clearly uncomfortable this time.
"You are people of Ye Clan, but you dare to do it to me, haha, very good." The old man suddenly laughed, his tone complex.
"You dare to hurt my mother, why can't I deal with you?" Ye Dingdang 咋咋 hu hu, shouted without fear.
"Dingdang, you really grew up." The old man's tone became a bit slower.
"Yes, I grew up, no one can control me and decide my life. My life is up to me." Ye Dingdang almost exhausted all his strength and shouted.
In the distance, many students are pointing and pointing. No one has seen Ye Dingdang like this.
However, even if Ye Dingdang is angry, it is also very beautiful. Many boys scream that this girl is enough to be energetic, and Shuang Shuangyingzi is talking about her.
Tang Zheng's heart moved. From the conversation between several people, he guessed that the old man was probably a Ye Clan person, but he was even more angry. He and Ye Clan are not enemies. Why should he be treated like this?
So, he pulled Ye Dingdang behind him, protected her with his thick body, stood in front of the old man without fear, stared at him unscrupulously, and asked, "What the **** are you?"
"Ye Xuanji!" the old man said lightly.
Sure enough, it was Ye Clan, Tang Zhengxin said, but he did n’t know what the name represented, because it did n’t mean anything to ordinary people, but for people in special circles, what did the name represent? This kind of meaning is totally unimaginable by ordinary people.
[Author off topic]: I ’m really sorry to see that everyone is drafting. Now it ’s two to six thousand words a day, and it will get up soon after the shelves next weekend. Forgive me!