Chapter 238 My Disciple Is Also Very Cruel

Jun Chang smiled for a while, and said, "We're walking fast, but you're walking slowly, how could you block your way? Besides, if you don't shout to stop, we'll enter the city now, and we won't block your way."

This explanation makes sense, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But the forces of all parties secretly thought, the iron bone faction in the outer county has not seen it yet, does the young master of the Beast Control Sect have any opinion on you? Don't hurry up and make up for it, so as not to get into trouble?

Hey.

People who come out of the backcountry just have no eyesight.

The Sect Master of Beast Control Sect did not expect that the other party would explain it like this, so he said lightly: "This black leather leopard is a bit cruel, if the two of you walk in front of it, if you anger it and get eaten by one bite, you will be wronged. "

If it is a high-level sect in a foreign county, it will naturally give face.

But an eight-rate sect, who came to the boundary of Pingyang County, must teach him to be a man.

"It turned out to be for our sake."

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said: "Then thank this young master, we will have a future."

Saying that, he took Ye Xingchen to the city gate.

The young sect master's eyes flashed with anger.

The black leather leopard, who was in the same mind as its master, took a step forward and chased after it.

Instead of attacking, it opened its mouth wide, intending to let out a roar to shock the two humans in front.

but.

Haven't started roaring yet!

Ye Xingchen suddenly turned around, and a blasting fist slammed hard.

"Bang!"

Directly to the side face.

This punch was as powerful as eating baked gluten, and the banging black leopard retreated more than ten steps back, and finally his limbs softened, and he fell on the ground on the spot.

The Young Sect Master unbalanced and rolled down, covered in dust, not to mention, he was in a very embarrassed manner.

"Sect Master!"

The disciples rushed over.

All the forces at the gate of the city all widened their eyes.

Oh my God!

The boy who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen, knocked down the black leopard, which was comparable to the peak martial artist, with one punch. How terrifying his power was!

This is not the point, the point is that he actually dared to attack the mount of the young master of the Six-Row Beast Control Sect. This is because the old birthday star is tired of hanging himself!

"Stars."

Jun Chang smiled and said solemnly: "How can you just shoot."

Ye Xingchen retracted his fist and said lightly, "This disciple is worried that the evil beast will attack the Sect Master."

"Too."

Jun Changxiao turned his head and said with a smile at the young sect master who was being supported, "This son, please take care of your pet, especially not near this seat, because my disciple is also very cruel."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

It is indeed brutal to knock the black leopard down with one punch!

"you……"

The young sect master was full of anger, but as soon as he spoke, he saw that the two had already entered the city, so he clenched his fists and shouted angrily in his heart: "Wait for this young master!"

Feng Jingguang came riding a black leopard, and felt very comfortable.

As a result, the mount was knocked down, rolled to the ground, and lost face in front of everyone, which must be unacceptable.

Vengeance must be avenged!

However, fighting is forbidden in Suiyang City, and only anger can be suppressed.

"The guy just now called himself the seat, and the man who shot him called him the head. Could it be the head of the Iron Bone Sect, Jun Changxiao?"

"It should be!"

"I heard that not long ago, this iron bone was sent to challenge Haoqimen and won a complete victory."

"Tsk tsk, a hero comes out of a boy."

The warriors at the gate of the city scrambled to discuss.

Not everyone sees Bian Jun laughing often, and many veteran martial artists express their appreciation. After all, it is unprecedented to use the eighth to compete with the sixth and win!

...

Suiyang City is very big and very lively.

After Jun Changxiao brought Ye Xingchen in, he just glanced at it quickly, and then went to the registration point for the Grand Competition in the south of the city according to the signs on the street.

The sect Dabi started to register a few days ago, and many forces will send high-level officials to register in advance, so there are not many people at the registration office.

"Sect."

Jun Changxiao just arrived at the registration office and wrote the man.

"Qingyang County, the iron-boned sect." Jun Chang smiled.

The man in charge of the pen was startled, then raised his head, looked at him and said, "Your sects in Qingyang County, want to participate in the Pingyang County sect competition?"

"No?" Jun Chang smiled.

Yes, yes. After all, there is no express provision restricting other counties from participating.

But it was the first time that the man in charge of writing received an application from a sect from another county, so it was normal to be surprised.

"You are?"

According to the regulations, it is necessary to confirm whether the applicant's identity is a high-level sect.

"The head of the iron-boned sect, Jun Changxiao."

Jun Chang smiled proudly.

Others can look down on their martial art, but they must be proud of it!

"How many people attended?"

"One."

"One?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched and said: "Master, the sect is only limited to disciples. As the leader of a sect, you are not eligible to sign up."

He was misunderstood.

He is treating the Lord Yedi standing next to him as air!

"This is the disciple who participated in the war." Jun Chang smiled.

"Oh."

The man in charge understood and said, "Name, age."

"Ye Xingchen, eighteen."

"Snapped."

After stamping the entry form, the man in charge handed it over together with the entry token, and said, "Come here tomorrow morning to gather."

"but."

He paused and said, "The Pingyang County sect competition has always been attended by the disciples of the sect in the county, and your sect is from other counties, and it will inevitably be treated specially at that time."

This is a kind reminder.

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "Understood."

When he took Ye Xingchen to leave, the warriors from various forces who entered through the city gate and signed up later began to talk about it.

"It turns out that the Iron Bone faction is not here to watch the fun, but to participate in the martial arts competition."

"I'm really brave, I dare to cross the county to participate in the event held by our Pingyang county."

"Two years ago, there was a sixth-class sect from a foreign county with ten disciples participating, but they were eliminated in the first round."

"So we have to participate in the sect competition in Pingyang County. When the sects from other counties come, they will definitely attack together with the enemy."

"There is only one disciple of the Iron Bone faction participating in the competition. When the first round of the big melee comes, it won't last long before they will be eliminated."

undeniable.

Ye Xingchen just punched the black leopard with a powerful punch, which made the warriors who witnessed it very jealous.

However, the Pingyang County martial arts competition has its own style. The first round of competition is a big melee. At that time, hundreds of people are fighting in one area, and only the survivors can advance to the second round.

As a foreigner, he will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Jun Changxiao took Ye Xingchen to choose an inn to stay in, and went to the big competition venue early the next morning.

The venue for the Suiyang City Sect Grand Competition is also a building similar to the Colosseum. The viewing platform can accommodate 200,000 to 300,000 people.

Old rules.

As a high-level sect, Jun Changxiao and the leaders of various factions were placed in the best viewing seats.

After a while, Ye Xingchen followed the contestants, walked out of the venue, and stopped in one of the eight areas of the Colosseum.

"Tsk tsk."

Jun Changxiao was condescending, looking at the eight areas, and murmured: "At least 2,000 people participated in the competition, and the specifications are indeed much higher than that of the Qingyang County sect."