C7 Play the Pig to Eat the Tiger

"What is it? You don't dare? "

Looking at Yang Haotian's slightly changed expression, Chu Ziyun pressed on.

"Alright, I'll add one more top tier fist art," Hurricane Fist ", and five bottles of Juxi Dan!"

Yang Haotian coldly basked in the sun. He casually took out a book and threw it on the ground, but he only took out two bottles of Juxi Pill.

Seeing this, Lu Hongyang's group of four gathered three bottles and placed them together.

"I will fight with you. As for the other candidates, Junior Martial Brother Lu, you guys discuss them!"

Yang Haotian didn't hesitate. Although he was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.

Lu Hongyang and the others who dared to go against Pang Wenshan definitely had something to show for it. However, he had always been arrogant, so he wasn't too familiar with the strength of the four of them.

Most of the thoughts that came to his mind when he saw the Lu brother.

"Hehe, since Brother Yang has spoken, we will send the two junior brothers of the Lu family and me to battle!"

Lu Hongyang smiled sinisterly, as if everything was in his pocket.

"Two against one? Yet, you dare to say such things? "

The disciples of the Southern Courtyard immediately had an unsatisfied expression as they saw through their intentions.

"The two of them are in-laws. They have always advanced in and out together. If you don't want to, you can just admit defeat!"

Yang Haotian disdainfully glanced at everyone, not giving them the slightest opportunity to refute.

From his point of view, other than Chu Ziyun, they were nothing more than trash. Even Pang Wenshan only relied on his long cultivation time.

"Why not? "We agree to this matter. Senior Pang, I, as well as …" That kid over there, are you still not coming out? "

Chu Ziyun raised her brows, not showing any signs of weakness, but when she talked about the third time, her face turned red once again and she shouted towards the distance.

Fortunately, the weather was hot and everyone was in an argument, so they didn't think too much about it.

But when they looked over there, they were a little confused. They couldn't understand why Chu Ziyun wouldn't let the other two sixth stage disciples fight.

Not to mention, all the people who should be there had already arrived!

As for Yang Haotian's group of five, they frowned. They were slightly uneasy in their hearts, afraid that the other party would appear as a peak character of the Southern Courtyard.

"See …." "Greetings Senior Brothers and Sister!"

A figure dressed in hemp appeared from behind the huge rock. Under everyone's gaze, he scratched his head shyly. It was, without a doubt, Li Chen.

"He... Isn't he your servant? "

Zhao Shan pointed at Li Chen in a daze. She subconsciously let go of her hand, but her words were directed at Li Yuerong, who was also dumbstruck.

The injured Liu Ziqing had originally been enjoying the warmth of a beauty, but he was caught off guard and immediately fell to the ground as he cried out in pain. He almost fainted once again, causing everyone to frantically help him up.

"Senior Chu, he …"

When Li Chen walked closer, just as Li Yuerong was about to speak, she was stopped by a wave of Chu Ziyun's hand.

Even Chen Songtai and Liu Chengfeng, who'd almost cried out in surprise, covered their mouths and narrowed their eyes. Tears seemed to fall from their eyes, a result of them biting their tongues when they were caught off guard.

"Junior Chu, the number one disciple in the Southern Courtyard's outer court, is he so discerning?"

Yang Haotian sneered. Lu Hongyang's group of four continued to laugh maniacally, obviously thinking that Chu Ziyun's side would lose without a doubt.

Li Chen was dressed in the attire of an honorary disciple who came from a servant background. If he could win over the elites of the East Branch's outer disciples, then it could only be said that he had trained for many years and had trained like a dog.

Pang Wenshan frowned, but when he saw the calm and composed Chu Ziyun, he didn't stop her. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up as he swept his gaze over the Lu brother, which now looked even more sinister.

"Cut the crap, let's fight!"

Chu Ziyun's cold words made Li Chen, who was about to open his mouth to reject, speechless.

The other two sixth level disciples, who had originally wanted to come forward, muttered a few words after seeing this. They could only unwillingly retreat.

Although Chu Ziyun was young and she was a woman, no one dared to offend her as she was the first in the outer sect.

"Fight!"

Yang Haotian restrained his smile, his face solemn. Even though he was extremely confident in himself, facing this legendary number one disciple of the West Branch's outer court, he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.

Putting the items in a pile, everyone moved out of the way. The competitors each chose a direction, and with a leap, they moved several meters away. They divided themselves into three groups, looking at their opponents.

Chu Ziyun's clothes fluttered in the wind like a fairy of ice. Facing Yang Haotian, her figure was elegant like a heavenly lord descending to the mortal world. Both of them were top characters of the younger generation and both had their own unique auras.

As for the Lu brothers, they got into their stance. They raised their treasured swords and each of them assumed a strange posture. They surrounded Pang Wenshan, who was holding a steel rod, with a sinister smile on his face.

Lu Hongyang gloomily sized up Li Chen, standing there without even taking out the two blades at his waist.

"Shi …" Senior Brother, please show mercy! "

Li Chen's face revealed an anxious and sullen look. While he was scratching his head, he moved forward slightly, as if he wanted to beg for mercy. After being beaten for so many years, he had mastered his skill of pretending to be stupid.

Although she knew that he didn't have any inner breathing, she still wanted him to come out and fight. It was clear that she was not trying to take a look at his underwear, but rather she was running up there herself.

"Hehe, kneel down. I'll forgive you today, or else I'll break a few bones for you!"

Lu Hongyang licked his lips, enjoying Li Chen's unease. In his opinion, there was no suspense for this battle.

"Truly …" "Really?"

Li Chen's eyes lit up. He took a few steps forward and bent his legs. His neck was curled up and his hair fell to his side, covering his eyes that had traces of coldness in them.

This person's words had crossed his bottom line. Ever since he condensed his inner breathing that day, Li Chen swore in his heart that besides his parents, he would never kneel to anyone else in this life.

"Hahaha, disciples of the East Branch, you have to …" "What?"

Lu Hongyang lifted his head and laughed maniacally. In an instant, his vision blurred and a gale blew past. A sharp pain came from his abdomen, and he could not help but bend down.

When he bent over, he saw a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars emitting a cold light under the cover of his scattered long hair. Following that, it was followed by a knee that was constantly enlarging.

"Play the pig to eat the tiger!"

As this thought flashed through Lu Hongyang's mind, an excruciating pain struck him. His vision turned black, and he lost consciousness.

Bang bang!

There were two consecutive muffled sounds, which immediately attracted everyone's attention to the other two fights before they could even make a move. In an instant, everyone opened their mouths wide and became petrified on the spot.

From their point of view, the 'servant' that would lose for sure was leaping up, with his knees bent and hugging towards Lu Hongyang who was like a leaf falling.

Boom!

The two of them instantly landed on the ground, smashing the grass and trees around them into dust, along with the sound of bone cracking.

"Impossible?" He … "He obviously couldn't condense his Qi?"

Li Yuerong's mind surged with great waves as she blankly looked at Li Chen, whose body was littered with a few weeds. She had a bashful expression on her face as she stood up.

"Lu …" Senior Brother Lu, please let me! "

When the dust settled, Li Chen scratched his head in embarrassment.

Plop!

Liu Ziqing's body was already weak, and he was struck dumb by Ye Zichen's words. His body swayed and fell to the ground, while he grimaced in pain and nearly fainted with the whites of his eyes.

"Senior Martial Brother Lu!"

When he heard Liu Ziqing's miserable groan, the Eastern Courtyard's Yang Panglong finally came to his senses. He pulled out his spear with one hand, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

"Are the disciples of the East Branch unable to afford to lose? It's really a sight better to see than to hear! "

Chu Ziyun's clear and cold voice was heard. Her beautiful eyes swept across Li Chen and landed on Yang Pinglong's body.

"Humph!"

Yang Pinglong suppressed his anger and carried Lu Hongyang to the side to examine his injuries.