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"They are just a bunch of trash, but they still dare to show their teeth to Senior Brother Zhong. Senior Brother Zhong, our trainee disciples can take care of them without you having to do anything." Situ Reading 520 Official Website

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The fat-faced guy came forward again and said with a flattering expression.

"good."

"Then I'll leave this bunch of rubbish to you to clean up. Senior brother, I... will play with Sister Ning Zhen."

Zhong Ziqi laughed ferociously, and the energy under his feet exploded one after another, like an arrow from a string, shooting toward Yuan Ningzhen.

"Hit me, as long as you don't kill anyone!"

The fat-faced disciple let out a proud roar. Seeing this, the trainee disciples behind him stepped forward with a grin on their face.

Whoosh!

Just when the two sides were about to start fighting, an extremely harsh sound of breaking wind sounded in the air, and a black shadow burst out, hitting the group of trainee disciples in front of them.

Bang bang bang...

Before they could react, the fat-faced disciple who rushed to the front twisted his face several times like lightning, leaving more than a dozen finger prints.

"The trainee disciple is just a dog in the outer sect. He actually points his fangs at the handyman disciple and wants to bully him?"

As a dull voice fell, they finally saw the face of the black figure clearly, it was Ye Feng.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

Covering his blood-spattered face, the fat-faced disciple was filled with shock and tears welled up in his eyes.

This was the first time in his life that he had been beaten by someone.

Bang bang bang!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, three more crisp sounds sounded. Ye Feng didn't even notice how he succeeded, and was slapped three times again.

"So what if I beat you? If you dare to come to my house to harass you, I'll beat you once... once."

Ye Feng spoke indifferently, and immediately without even looking at the fat-faced trainee, he looked up at Zhong Ziqi who was standing not far away.

Among this group of people, only Zhong Ziqi is the strongest.

And he was obviously the instigator of this incident.

"Trash, you finally came out? I thought... you were too scared to show up."

Seeing the group of people he had brought with him, whose aura had been completely beaten by Ye Feng, Zhong Ziqi smiled instead of getting angry, with a fierce light shining in his eyes.

The purpose of his coming to the Miscellaneous Building this time was, firstly, to harass Yuan Ningzhen, and secondly, to clean up Ye Feng and get back to the Round Tower.

"Don't dare to show up? Sorry, with your cultivation as a new king, do you think... you are worthy?!"

Ye Feng waved his hand lightly and glanced at Yuan Ningzhen and others. He felt relieved when he saw that the disciples were only slightly injured.

"Senior Sister Yuan, please step back for now. Let me handle this..."

Casting a reassuring look at Yuan Ningzhen, Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

"Junior brother, can you do it? This troublemaker is in the king's realm... Do you want me to..."

Although she had seen Ye Feng take action, Yuan Ning was still unsure.

There is a natural chasm between the Void Realm and the King Realm. Although he had a fight with an inner disciple of Tianyuan Sect yesterday, he was stopped by Guan Buyu, making Yuan Ningzhen not aware of Ye Feng's true strength.

What Yuan Ning really meant was to ask Ye Feng if he wanted to reveal his identity as a "third-grade inscription master."

"That's not necessary."

With a chuckle, Ye Feng looked at Zhong Ziqi with a provocative look on his face.

"Don't worry, I can't deal with such rubbish. Isn't my reputation as the number one in Starlight City not worthy of the name?"

"Ha, haha... That's really shameless. Over the years, I have rarely seen such an arrogant handyman as you. It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin..."

Being called trash for the first time, Zhong Ziqi's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, but his voice seemed unusually calm.

"Haha, even if you hand over the spirit stone, I'm afraid it will only fall into the hands of the inner disciples related to you, right?"

Ye Feng asked after having some time to dust his sleeves.

"Yes, to tell you the truth, handing over the spirit stones is what the elite disciples of the inner sect mean. If you still want to hang out in the Diyuan Sect, you know what to do."

"How about this, you and I will challenge each other, and if you win, we will not only hand over the spirit stones, but also give up the cultivation round tower, and even the sect's Taoist talisman on my body will be yours." Ye Feng said with a smile.

Zhong Ziqi's eyes suddenly brightened when he mentioned the sect's Taoist Talisman.

Needless to say, the preciousness of the sect's Taoist talismans. In the huge Diyuan Sect, only a few dozen people are qualified to possess them.

With his status as an outer sect, it was only possible to obtain a sect talisman unless he spent a huge amount of money.

Now that this idiot was about to give up, wouldn't it make him extremely excited?

"Okay! What if you win?" He asked hurriedly in desperation.

"If I win, you can take this bunch of rubbish and get out of here. In addition, how about sweeping the floor for us for a month?"

Ye Feng threw out the bait at the right time.

What he needs most now is to establish his authority. Only by eliminating the harassment of flies in the outer courtyard can he devote himself to cultivation.

Otherwise, if you deal with them every now and then, you will be annoyed to death.

"Senior Brother... I agree!"

Zhong Ziqi agreed without even thinking. In fact, no matter what conditions Ye Feng put forward, it was the same to him, because he had absolute confidence in himself and felt that it was impossible for him to lose to a handyman with a level four rating. disciple.

"Junior brother Ye, you can't do that..."

Even though Ye Feng had a calm expression on his face, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others behind him were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

In their view, this move...is tantamount to handing over the sect's Taoist talismans to the other party.

Moreover, it will only encourage the arrogance of Zhong Ziqi, the trouble maker. At that time, people like the sweepers will be even more difficult to move forward...

"It's too late, you all stand back!"

Zhong Ziqi shouted loudly, fearing that Ye Feng would regret it, so he shouted back all the trainees on the spot, leaving an open space of about tens of feet in the middle.

"By the way, please don't tell anyone what happened today, so as not to attract punishment from the sect."

Slowly walking to the center of the field, Ye Feng suddenly said again.

"Hey, don't worry about this. It won't be spread to outsiders, and you can't ask the elders to intervene afterwards. Whoever breaks the promise is a son of a bitch..."

Zhong Ziqi almost laughed out loud.

There is no problem if there is friendship and discussion within the sect, but gathering a crowd to fight privately will lead to heavy punishment from the elders. Ye Feng's words are tantamount to cutting off all the avenues of retreat for the sweeping sect, and he will suffer a loss...