Chapter 18 On the Stage of Grievance, Life and Death Do Not Matter

Jun Changxiao didn't know everything about Lingquan Sect, so he smiled and said, "Is something wrong?"

"Of course there is something."

Wei Yi strode forward in anger, and said with disdain in his eyes: "You beat my disciple of Lingquan Sect, how can you leave so peacefully?"

"what?"

"Have you beaten the disciples of Lingquan Sect?"

"Iron Bone Pie is in trouble!"

"Last year, there was a disciple of the eight-rate sect who beat the disciples of Lingquan Sect, but the sect head personally brought all the disciples to the door to apologize."

"What happened afterward?"

"The disciple who beat people was abolished and expelled from the teacher's sect, and the eight-rate sect compensated Lingquan Sect a lot of silver."

"So, the Iron Bone Pie is really a big deal!"

Everyone whispered, looking at Jun Changxiao with a little sympathy in his eyes.

The deacon of Changdaomen snorted coldly and said secretly: "To provoke Lingquan Sect is to provoke Lord Yama, boy, wait for bad luck."

The martial artists of various factions paid Jun Changxiao to instruct martial arts, but he and the disciples of Hu Xiaozong did not go.

Now that the elders of Lingquan Sect appeared, they instantly stimulated twisted psychology, hoping to witness that guy being severely humiliated and bullied.

"It turns out that you are from the Lingquan Sect."

Jun Changxiao pretended to be enlightened, nodded and said: "Yes, I hit, hit..." He calculated: "There should be five."

five?

The corners of each martial artist's mouth twitched.

Last year, when one of the eight-class sect disciples fought one, the head took all the disciples to apologize and apologize. If you fight five, I am afraid that you will not even have a chance for reconciliation!

Wei Yi angrily said lightly: "Since the head of the king has admitted, Wei will seek justice for the disciple who was beaten today."

"Ding!"

"Side Mission Triggered!"

Got another mission?

Jun Changxiao hurriedly opened the attribute panel, and saw that the side quest was: Lecture the elders of Lingquan Sect who came to find trouble 0/1 [Elite Quest].

"Elite mission?"

As a person from Earth, the head of Jun has been exposed to online games, and there are elite tasks in it, most of which let players get a small BOSS.

Elite quests are often difficult, and if completed, the rewards are rich.

Interesting, interesting! Jun Changxiao retracted the attribute panel, touched his nose and said, "Your disciple molested me and sent a female disciple, this house is kind-hearted, but I just punished them a little, you fucking dare to lick your face, in this seat Seek justice in front of you?"

The warriors of each faction were stunned one by one.

The Iron Bone Pie has brought out the "fuck", aren't they afraid of angering each other and making things uncontrollable?

One was here to make trouble, the other wanted to complete the task.

adjust?

doesn't exist at all.

The deacon of Changdaomen and the disciple of Huxiaomen secretly rejoiced.

Dare to speak swear words in front of the grumpy elders of Lingquan Sect, this is definitely a typical death!

really.

Wei Yi's face turned gloomy and his eyes flashed with anger: "Boy, you are fucking courting death!"

"Crack!"

His fists were clenched, and twelve rays of light appeared on his wrists.

"cut."

Jun Chang smiled disdainfully and said, "What kind of a big man I am when the elder of the Lingquan Sect, it turns out that he is just a piece of garbage with an open pulse."

Everyone was speechless.

You are still the head of the sect, and your strength is no more than 5th stage of opening the pulse. Do you have the nerve to say it!

Hearing the word 'garbage', Wei Yi's anger became even stronger, and he pointed to the side and said, "Little bastard, have the courage to go to the stage of grievance with Lao Tzu!"

"Brush! Brush!"

Everyone avoided one after another, and presented a stone platform that was about ten meters long and three meters high not far behind.

This is the grievance platform of Qingyang City.

There is one in each of the four urban areas. The warriors cannot fight without authorization in the city. If there is any grievance, you can go to the stage to solve it.

"Elder Wei has launched a challenge!"

The crowd exclaimed.

In a world where martial arts are respected, it is a very serious matter for a warrior to challenge another warrior!

"Will the sect master fight?"

"The strength is too disparate, and you have the right to refuse to fight. Although the head of the king has rich experience in martial arts, his cultivation base is very low, so he should not accept the challenge!"

"That's what he said, but he is the head of a faction. Elder Wei has challenged him. According to his position, he must fight!"

When everyone was discussing, they always looked at Jun Changxiao. After all, no matter how much they guessed, the decision of whether to fight or not is up to him.

"Master."

Li Qingyang leaned over and said in a low voice, "On the stage of grievances, life and death don't matter."

"Isn't it?"

Jun Changxiao's face changed slightly.

Li Qingyang looked at Wei Yi angrily and said, "Let his disciples take over his challenge."

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "The challenge initiated by the patriarchs and elders, this seat will let the disciples risk the danger instead of fighting."

While speaking, Meteor walked to the grudge platform with great strides.

"Challenge!"

"The sect head of Jun is actually ready to fight!"

"As far as his cultivation is concerned, he will definitely be abused by Elder Wei!"

The martial artists of various factions are chatting with each other.

Among them, there are people with ulterior motives who are deliberately booing, such as the deacon of Changdaomen, and the disciples of Hu Xiaozong.

"It's too messy!" Lu Qianqian frowned slightly.

The elders of Lingquan Sect have the 12th stage of opening the pulse, and Jun Changxiao only has the fifth stage of opening the pulse. The gap is so big, isn't it courting death!

The newly joined disciples were also worried. The sect master was very good at martial arts knowledge, but his cultivation base was a little low.

When Jun Changxiao strode onto the stage of grievances and grievances, no one was optimistic about him, no matter whether it was a martial artist of various factions or his own disciples.

"Hahaha!" Wei Yi was also on the stage of grievance and grievance, and laughed loudly: "Boy, if you are a tortoise, this elder may be able to let you go. Since you are on stage, be prepared to die."

"yes?"

Jun Chang smiled disapprovingly.

This kid is so calm, it is necessary to let him know the strength of this elder!

Wei Yi angrily tucked up his sleeves, his fists clenched suddenly, his muscles bulged, showing blue veins.

"Elder Wei's major is the physical body, without any blessing of martial arts, one punch can smash a boulder of more than 2,000 kilograms!"

"Oh my God!"

The crowd gasped.

A martial artist of the 12th stage of opening veins, including his own strength, can smash 1,500 kilograms of boulders, which is already very sturdy!

"what is this."

A disciple of Lingquan Sect said proudly: "We Elder Wei, in the wild, killed a beast comparable to the martial arts level with our bare hands!"

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked.

Martial apprentice-level vicious beasts, killing them with their unarmed strength, is simply terrifying!

Although the murdered beast was injured, Wei Yi was full of smugness when he saw the shock on the faces of the warriors of various factions.

However, when he looked at Jun Changxiao, he found that he was holding his little finger, picking his nose!

Gah!

The warriors of each faction were dumbfounded.

On the sacred and solemn stage of grievance, that guy actually did such an indecent thing in public!

What is even more exaggerated is that a large ball was also deducted and bounced onto the upper of the elders of Lingquan Sect.

"Ah!"

Wei Yiwu seemed to have been humiliated by the sky, roared in anger, and suddenly threw out his right fist that gathered strength.

"Hoohoo!"

An angry blow was integrated into the twelve-stage cultivation base, and immediately showed a wave of air visible to the naked eye!

Jun Chang smiled with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent.

"Master..."

Li Qingyang looked solemn.

Lu Qianqian, who has always been cold, also showed a rare worry on his face.

"ended!"

"That guy was hit, either dead or injured!"

"boom!"

A muffled sound came, and gusts of wind and waves rolled up, blowing everyone's hair, sleeves, and corners of their clothes.