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"Situ Zhanye, I want to duel with you!"

Within the flying snow Martial Academy to the north of Medicine King City, the furious roar of a youngster sounded like a clap of thunder from the ground, shocking the entire Martial Academy.

Flying Snow Martial Academy did not prohibit duels. As long as both parties agreed to it, unless someone died, Martial Academy would not interfere. In the past one to two years, several battles had broken out within the Martial Academy, but this time, it was completely different.

In the past, duels had always involved young masters being jealous of each other and acting cool. This time however, was Humble Family Martial Cultivator challenging Aristocratic Family Martial Cultivator for the first time.

Since ancient times, poverty and wealth did not fight. The people did not fight with the officials!

In terms of Divine Soul Continent, Humble Family Martial Cultivator and Aristocratic Family Martial Cultivator were like heaven and earth!

When countless of people heard this news, their first reaction was, did Xiao Lang's brain get kicked by that donkey of his?

Putting aside the fact that Xiao Lang was a warrior, how could he be a match for Situ Zhanye who was in the War Master? Even if you use such despicable means to defeat him and vent your anger, will you still be able to stay in the Martial Academy in the future? Although Situ Zhanye was not the real Young Master of Situ Family, the word Situ, in terms of Medicine King City … But it represented a certain power!

When the reason for this matter spread, countless Humble Family Martial Cultivator began to pity Xiao Lang. Of course, they were more interested in this strange duel.

The battle between the two was because of a woman, the number one beauty in Martial Academy, and the Bu Clan's Young Miss, Bu Xiaoman.

went to train in Devil Mountain, and Miss Bu Er was injured by a third level profound beast. After recuperating for half a month to come here on the first day, her Martial Academy seemed to be abnormal as well.

She, who had always never pretended to be a man, had actually stopped Xiao Lang in front of everyone at the Martial Academy entrance in the morning, and then, even openly gathered information on Xiao Lang from members of the Bu Clan?

Bu Xiaoman and First Young Master Situ Zhantian had long been engaged and everyone knew the Medicine King City.

What Bu Xiaoman had done, was undoubtedly like giving Situ Zhantian a resounding slap in the face. Although Situ Zhantian was still training in the Devil Mountain, how could someone with Situ Family be easily provoked?

Thus, Situ Zhantian's younger brother, Situ Zhanye, aggressively stepped forward. He did not dare to offend Bu Xiaoman, so as the Humble Family Martial Cultivator, Xiao Lang naturally became the target for him to vent his anger …

When Situ Zhanye provoked with all his might, and directly greeted a few generations of Xiao Lang's female relatives in the end, Xiao Lang, who had only entered the Martial Academy for half a year but always had the image of an honest person, finally could not hold back and slammed the table as he rose to his feet, roaring angrily.

"Miss, they went to the woods!"

Bu Xiaoxiao anxiously pulled the beautiful Bu Xiaoman who was sitting in the academy. In fact, Bu Fang, a member of the Bu Clan, suspected that Bu Xiaoman's brain had been damaged while he was still in Devil Mountain. Otherwise, why would he do such a ridiculous and unreserved thing today?

If Xiao Lang was crippled today, it would be nothing much. But it didn't matter if the news about Situ Family was spread, the Bu Family would be embarrassed. Rumors could kill people!

"Stop everyone from watching, wait..." I will go and take a look! "

Bu Xiaoman quietly sat there. Wearing white clothes, he looked like a lily that was about to bloom. She lifted her eyelids and whispered. His body did not move, and within his beautiful eyes, that could move the hearts of countless youths within the Martial Academy, flashed a look of playfulness.

The young miss of the Bu Family had spoken. Countless young men and women who wanted to watch the show could only stand around the small forest in embarrassment. Waiting for Situ Zhanye to majestically walk out, or... Waiting for Xiao Lang's bloodied body to crawl out.

"Brat, some women aren't something that you bastards can …" "Of course!"

In the forest, was wearing a brocade robe with a sinister smile on his face. He looked at Xiao Lang who was dressed in a poor quality warrior robe with a mocking expression. He felt that the men he was special today were extremely domineering. When he walked out of the small forest, there would definitely be countless women screaming for him.

Xiao Lang looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, of average height, and about 1.75 meters. He was dressed in a black warrior's clothes, and his build could be considered well-proportioned.

"No one followed him in?"

Surprisingly, there was no trace of anger as he entered the forest. Instead, he scanned the area twice. After he was sure that no one was watching, the corner of his mouth suddenly curved into a strange smile.

It was just an arc, but his ordinary face underwent an earth-shaking change.

One word, Demon!

Demonic qi was awe-inspiring!

It was hard to imagine that a person's face would change drastically because of an arc, and his temperament had completely changed!

When Situ Zhanye saw that Xiao Lang did not bother with him, he was initially angry, but now that he saw the demonic face, he was confused. Was this a change in his expression? How could a person's temperament change so fast, so much?

After that, he felt an aura that caused his heart to palpitate suddenly erupt from Xiao Lang's body, and his expression instantly changed!

He had felt this kind of aura from many people in his clan. However, they were all experts who had experienced hundreds of battles and whose hands were stained with blood. This kind of aura was called killing intent, a type of aura that was impossible for a sixteen or seventeen year old youth to possess!

The next second!

Situ Zhanye no longer had time to think about all this, because Xiao Lang had moved, like a fierce tiger, he rushed towards him, and a fist quickly grew bigger in his eyes.

This was definitely not an Intermediate Warrior!

Situ Zhanye's eyes were filled with fear. As a descendant of a noble family, although his strength was not the strongest amongst the young generation, he still had a good eye. 's speed, as well as the immense power contained within the fist that tore through the air, was something that someone of the initial War Master would definitely not be able to accomplish.

"Hah!"

Although Situ Zhanye knew that he was going to lose, he instinctively punched out his fist to block Xiao Lang!

Boom!

The two fists clashed, but it was a completely different situation. Xiao Lang didn't move an inch, while Situ Zhanye flew out upside down. If not for the huge ancient tree two meters behind him, he believed that he would have definitely fallen to the ground and become a dog that ate shit.

The strength of 40 tigers!

Situ Zhanye knew that his right hand had been crippled for the time being, and he was even more clear that Xiao Lang's punch contained the strength of forty tigers. In other words, Xiao Lang's strength was not at the middle stage, but … Intermediate War Master!

The levels of the Divine Soul Continent and Warrior s were distinct and incomparably clear. Those who had reached the peak of the first grade had the strength of a tiger. A Level 2 Warrior could wield the strength of one tiger to ten tigers. As for the War Master that Situ Zhanye was in, it could wield the strength of ten tigers to a hundred tigers.

Situ Zhanye possessed the strength of twenty tigers, while in the academy's test not long ago, Xiao Lang who only had the strength of a few tigers had suddenly unleashed the strength of forty tigers, causing him to be defeated in one move!

A Humble Family Martial Cultivator, his cultivation speed was actually faster than a genius of the Aristocratic Family Martial Cultivator!

"Impossible, impossible …"

Situ Zhanye was a little dumbstruck. He clearly knew that the reason he was able to reach this level today was because his clan had spent a large amount of resources to cultivate him. How could he, Xiao Lang, a Humble Family Martial Cultivator, cultivate so fast?

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Just as Situ Zhanye's mind was in a mess, Xiao Lang moved again. He casually waved his left hand and three sounds of something tearing through the air sounded, causing Situ Zhanye to be completely dumbstruck.

"Drip, drip!"

The confused look on Situ Zhanye's face had disappeared, and what replaced it was a terrified expression, without a single trace of blood. Under his expensive robe, drops after drops of yellow colored liquid that had a strange smell continuously dripped down.

He was actually scared to the point of peeing …

Situ Zhanye opened his eyes wide, looking at the two Throwing Knife s that wiped off his ears and directly entered into the ancient tree, as well as the one below him that almost crippled his very life force and third handful of Throwing Knife, he had the urge to cry.

This was no fun, he didn't want to play anymore. He couldn't afford to play with a lunatic like that …

"Situ Zhanye, son of the side branch of Situ Family, your father is a manager in the weapon store of Situ Family, and you have a younger brother. These Materials... Right? Young Master Situ? "

A cold voice came out, and Situ Zhanye's thoughts were pulled back by a hand that was gently patting his face. He shook his head as he looked at the demonic face in front of him, feeling even more terrified.

Xiao Lang actually... Investigate his information thoroughly!

He swallowed his saliva, and nodded strongly, and spoke with a trembling voice: "Xiao Lang, Young Master Xiao, I was wrong, don't kill me! "I won't provoke you anymore, I swear to the heavens …"

Pah pah pah!

Xiao Lang slapped Situ Zhanye's face again and again, he looked at the pussy like young master, and his heart flashed with a trace of disgust, the dense killing intent in his eyes quietly went away, and he ridiculed:

"Don't call me young master, I am just a lowly commoner, my life is just a lowly one, I do not deserve to be addressed as young master." It's true that I can't get my hands on a girl like Bu Xiaoman, and I'm not interested in getting my hands on her either. Listen carefully — I just want to cultivate within the Martial Academy in peace, and mix in a Martial Academy approval scroll. I don't want to cause trouble, and I have no intention of becoming enemies with Situ Family, but if you dare to continue to pester me in the future, or make your Situ Family take revenge on me, I can guarantee that as long as you don't kill me, I … Do you understand why I killed your entire family? "

"Understood, understood, understood!"

Situ Zhanye fiercely nodded his head like a chick pecking rice grains. He firmly believed that this young man who was around his age would definitely say that he had done it. Because he had seen this kind of gaze in the eyes of the Patriarch of the Situ Family. It was a type of decisive slaughter, an insolence to treat human life as grass!

"That's more like it. You're your son, and in my days, it's not good for everyone to play their own game, right?" It's boring to fight and kill for a woman, isn't it? "

Xiao Lang laughed again, a demonic aura covering his face. He easily pulled the three Throwing Knife out of the ancient tree and put them into his wide sleeves.

"Elder Brother Xiao is right, he is right!"

Situ Zhanye laughed along with her, but it was even uglier than crying. His eyes swept across Xiao Lang's wide sleeves, but shrunk once again. Because he saw that on Xiao Lang's wrist, there was actually a small crossbow tied to it. The Crossbow Arrow on it was still glowing with a ghostly light, obviously because it was dipped in a strong poison …

Who the hell was this person? Could he be an assassin from the legendary underground world?

Suddenly …

Situ Zhanye did not have the time to express his shock, when Xiao Lang turned his hand into a palm, grabbing his own fist, he pulled towards his chest. Just as he touched the young man's body, his body flew back two meters before crashing to the ground. His face was filled with fear and pain as he cried out, "Ah! Young Master Situ, don't fight anymore. I promise I will never approach Miss Bu again!"

Situ Zhanye was confused. Was this Xiao Lang playing again? With this expression, could it be that he won today's match?

When he saw Xiao Lang continuously give him meaningful glances, he suddenly woke up, and his gaze swept across the small path on the left without leaving a trace. As expected, he saw a white figure flash and hide behind a big tree.

Bu Xiaoman is here!

Indeed, Xiao Lang did not have any thoughts towards her, he only wanted to quietly mix in with his experiences within the Martial Academy.

Situ Zhanye was not stupid and quickly guessed that there was something fishy, so he was naturally willing to follow along with the steps. So he took in a deep breath and fiercely kicked Xiao Lang in the back. Before even touching Xiao Lang's clothes, he immediately retracted his strength, raised his eyebrows, and scolded: This time, I'll give you some memory. Next time, if you dare do this, I won't forgive you!

With that said, Situ Zhanye did not bother with the yellow liquid on his robes anymore. Like a general who had returned victoriously, he walked out of the room with his head held high. However, his right hand, hidden within his sleeve, was still trembling …

Xiao Lang crawled up with "difficulty", his face full of dejection and fear, his clothes in disarray, baring his teeth, he walked unsteadily towards the outside.

When the two of them left the small forest, under an ancient tree far away, a gentle and graceful white figure appeared. On Bu Xiaoman's charming face, which made countless of youths dream about it, was a look of shock and suspicion. However … Why does the back look so similar? "