The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

( ) "Are you Tang Zheng?" The old man's voice was not loud, but when it reached Tang Zheng's ears, it sounded like the rumble of thunder, piercing people's hearts.

Tang Zheng calmed down and said, "It's me."

The astonishment in the old man's eyes flashed away, and he said, "Stay away from Ding Dong in the future, otherwise you will regret it forever."

Tang Zheng looked at the other party suspiciously, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Leave Ding Dong from now on." The old man said firmly.

Tang Zheng didn't know the other party's identity, but this early in the morning let him leave Ye Dingdang without thinking, which made him baffled, and besides, the shocking power displayed by the other party, an ordinary person would probably tremble.

But Tang Zheng was not an ordinary person, he felt that the other party was unreasonable, even if the other party was an old man, his complexion gradually turned ugly, suppressed his anger, and said: "I don't need others to point fingers at me and Ding Dong."

The old man's eyes turned cold: "No one can bargain with me yet."

"That's because you haven't met me before." Tang Zheng pushed back.

"Interesting, today's young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, so I will teach you on behalf of your parents."

Tang Zheng's pupils shrank. His parents were grandpas. The world was so big that no one could replace his grandpa. Besides, the other party was obviously not kind, so naturally he would not be polite.

"Tian Chanzi, what kind of cultivation is this person?" Tang Zheng asked.

Tian Chanzi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Innate ninth grade, there is only a thin line between you and the master."

"...Ninth grade Xiantian." Tang Zheng's heart trembled, he was only at the third grade of qi refining, and there was an insurmountable natural barrier from the ninth grade of Xiantian.

"Who is he? Since he is such a master, why did he come to embarrass me?" He subconsciously thought of Song Yu. Could it be that this person is from the Song family?

Elder Qin and Song Yu left in a hurry, maybe this person came because of them. But even the members of the Song family can't be so unreasonable.

Seeing that Tang Zheng's expression was changing, the old man thought he was afraid, and said: "It's too late for you to promise me now, in all these years, no one has dared to speak to me like this, you are still the first one, what if I don't teach you a lesson. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Tang Zheng's shoulder. His hand was no different from that of an ordinary old man.

All have wrinkles and even age spots.

But it was this nearly withered hand that gave Tang Zheng endless pressure, like a ghost hand protruding from hell, it was suffocating.

Tang Zheng retreated quickly, but this hand followed like a shadow, arriving first and grabbing Tang Zheng's shoulder.

"In front of me, all of your actions are futile. I know you are a martial artist, but how can you escape my palm with such a small skill." The old man said as he squeezed hard.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Tang Zheng felt as if his bones were about to split, and a heart-piercing pain spread throughout his body.

Tang couldn't help but groaned in pain, using his hand as a sword, swish, and stabbed straight at the opponent, the flying fairy swordsmanship burst out suddenly, and an invisible sword intent spread.

"what?"

The old man let out an exclamation, but his hand still remained motionless, his arm trembled, bang, the hand that Tang Zheng stabbed in was bounced back forcefully, a tingling pain spread from the fingertips, the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, this kind of pain can be seen How strong it is.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes became more gloomy. Although he saw that this set of sword skills was not extraordinary, he didn't believe that the opponent could hurt him, because the gap between the two was simply insurmountable.

But the moment Tang Zheng hit him, a heart-piercing pain spread from his arm. Over the years, there were very few attacks that could make him feel this kind of pain, let alone someone who was so different from him The result is simply unbelievable.

"Boy, you are not his opponent. I have already asked you to deal with those girls, and then quickly improve your strength. You won't be in such a mess. Hurry up and find a chance to escape." Tian Chanzi urged anxiously.

"How do I escape? His hands are like pliers." Tang Zheng was helpless.

"You idiot, quickly use the fixed body method." Tian Chanzi urged.

Tang Zheng really wanted to slap his head, he was really confused, martial arts were useless, he could still use spells, but he had never used the body-holding technique, and he didn't know if it would be useful for a master like Xiantian Ninth Grade.

He was about to use the fixed body method to get out of trouble, but suddenly heard an exclamation, and then a person came unexpectedly like the wind.

"Let go of Tang Zheng!" There was a scolding voice, but it was Feng Siniang's anxious voice.

The old man remained unmoved, looked at Feng Siniang coldly, and said, "You are here."

Feng Siniang's complexion was very bad and anxious, and there was a hint of panic between her brows. All this time, Tang Zheng had only seen a calm and breezy look on her face, never seen her like this.

"Old man, Tang Zheng is the benefactor of the Ye family, you must not hurt him." Feng Siniang stopped anxiously.

The old man said indifferently: "Benefactor? Why didn't I know that the Ye family had this benefactor? He is just a prop for your acting."

"Props?" Tang Zheng's face darkened. Although he was not a big man, he would not be a broken prop. Since Feng Siniang knew the old man, he also gave up the idea of ​​using the body fixation technique.

"You are so unreasonable. Are you just relying on yourself to be bigger and stronger than me, so you bully the small with the big, and bully others with your power. I am a prop, so what are you? You are not even as good as a prop. You are stubborn. It’s just a stubborn old man.” Tang Zheng was really angry, he was a good young man who respected the old and loved the young, but the repeated bullying by this old man finally aroused his blood and anger.

He doesn't care what the other party's identity or cultivation is, anyway, he's not on the same side as you, so he'll curse back first.

Young people have to be bloody, otherwise, what's the point of thinking about the front and back like an old man.

The voice of this sentence was not low, and suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, like the densest forest, without even a breath of wind.

Feng Siniang was stunned, looking at him inexplicably and complicatedly, there were too many things in her eyes, she couldn't explain clearly at all.

Ye Dingdang, who ran over in a hurry, staggered and almost fell to the ground. He opened his mouth wide in horror, enough to stuff a duck egg.

The old man was also obviously stunned in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe his ears, that someone scolded him for being inferior to props and calling him a stubborn old man.

He... wondered if something was wrong with the world.

Of course there is nothing wrong with this world, and neither is Tang Zheng, this is what he most wanted to say in his heart, so he said it without hesitation.

"You're courting death!" The old man suddenly became furious, and the crutch he had been using all this time suddenly lifted up and pointed at Tang Zheng's chest.

This crutch is like the scythe of death, as long as it is hit, even if Tang Zheng is a cultivator, he will definitely die.

Tang Zheng didn't even have time to use the body-holding technique, he could only watch helplessly as the crutches got closer and closer.

"No!" At the very moment, Feng Siniang roared and stepped forward.

puff!

The crutch hit Feng Siniang's shoulder, and the crutch paused a little, and a stream of blood shot out from Feng Siniang's back. In this blow, her shoulder was directly pierced by this force. It is conceivable that this How terrible it is to hit.

Feng Siniang let out a muffled snort, but she didn't retreat. Instead, she stood still in front of Tang Zheng like a solid city wall.

Feng Siniang is the first-rank Xiantian, and the old man is the ninth-rank Xiantian. Although they are both innate masters, the gap between the two is still insurmountable. Feng Siniang has no time to resist, so she can only resist with her body. But still can't stop it.

However, seeing that Tang Zheng was not injured, she was relieved.

The old man's face was uncertain, he stared at Feng Siniang fiercely, and said: "You don't hesitate to fight me for him?"

Enduring the pain, Feng Siniang gritted her teeth and said, "Old man, Tang Zheng is kind to the Ye family, I can't just watch him get hurt."

"Don't hurt my mother." Ye Dingdang came back to his senses, and rushed over like crazy. In his excitement, he didn't call Feng Siniang's name again, but called her mother.

She rushed straight at the old man, with both fists out, and launched an attack without thinking about herself.

A strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, and finally he had no choice but to let go of Tang Zheng. With a sweep of his palm, Ye Dingdang spun like a top, not hurting him at all.

Tang Zheng walked through the gate of hell, never expecting that Feng Siniang would block this fatal blow for him without thinking about his own life, and his heart was moved and warmed.

So, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Dingdang, barely stopping her. Ye Dingdang's breath was disordered, panting, and his face was as red as if he was drunk.

Although she wasn't injured, she obviously didn't feel well this time.

"You are members of the Ye family, but you dare to do something to me, haha, very good." The old man suddenly laughed, with a complicated tone.

"You dare to hurt my mother, why can't I do it to you?" Ye Dingdang shouted without any fear.

"Ding Dong, you have really grown up." The old man's tone slowed down a bit.

"Yes, I have grown up, no one can manipulate me and decide my life. My life is up to me." Ye Dingdang roared almost with all his strength.

In the distance, many students were pointing and pointing. No one had ever seen Ye Dingdang like this before, so they couldn't help feeling curious.

But even when Ye Dingdang was angry, she was extremely beautiful, and many boys who provoked secretly said that this kind of girl was strong enough, and she was the one who was talking about her heroic appearance.

Tang Zheng's heart moved, he guessed from the conversations of several people that this old man was probably also a member of the Ye family, but he was even more angry, he and the Ye family were not enemies, why did he treat him like this?

So, he pulled Ye Dingdang back, protected her with his thick body, stood in front of the old man without any fear, stared at him unscrupulously, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ye Xuanji!" the old man said lightly.

It really is a member of the Ye family, Tang Zheng said in his heart, but he has no idea what this name represents, because this name does not mean anything to ordinary people, but to people in a special circle, what kind of meaning does this name represent It is completely unimaginable for ordinary people.

[Author's digression]: I'm really sorry to see that everyone is urging manuscripts, now we update 6,000 words twice a day, and we will get up soon after it goes on shelves next weekend, sorry!