"How dare you!"
"Impudent!"
"You're just a new disciple. How dare you speak to Senior Brother Zhao like this!？”
Although these senior brothers didn't know what Starstreak meant by 'pretentious', they knew it wasn't anything good…
" Zhide, you..." Cui Zhifang, who was standing at the side, never expected Starstreak to take the initiative to provoke Zhao Zhijing. Was this still the quiet and timid junior brother in his impression?
Waving his hand gently, Starstreak turned around and gave Cui Zhifang a reassuring look. Then, he smiled and looked around. "I'm sorry, I'm not good with words. If I offend you guys in any way, you can f * cking hit me!”
Group ridicule! It was a blatant mockery!
As soon as he said this, the entire training ground fell silent for a moment. Then…a wave of angry shouts swarmed towards Starstreak, giving him a taste of the Thousand Accusing Fingers.
"Don't just talk." Starstreak smiled and waved his right hand. "Since you don't like me so much, then use your hands to teach me how to behave…"
Arrogant!
A new disciple who had joined the sect less than half a year ago dared to provoke them like this…Wu Liang, damn Dao Master, this was absolutely intolerable! Therefore, other than Cui Zhifang, all the senior brothers present were filled with righteous indignation and cupped their hands towards Zhao Zhijing.
"Brother Zhao, let Zhifan test Little Brother's martial arts on your behalf!”
"Senior Brother Zhao, let me do it…"
"Let me…"
"Stop arguing." Zhao Zhijing's eyes were dark as he stared at Starstreak and spoke in a cold tone. "Junior Brother Shen, go. We are all fellow disciples, so be careful when you attack.”
The meaning behind his words was very clear, that was…as long as no one died.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao." Shen Zhifan responded respectfully and activated his Golden Goose Skill. Then, he entered the arena in a flashy manner. After he stood still, he turned to Starstreak and said in a sinister tone. "Junior Brother, please!"
" Zhide, go apologize to Senior Brother Zhao and forget about it…" Cui Zhifang said softly as he tugged at Starstreak's Daoist robe.
Speaking of which, Cui Zhi Fang's martial arts were considered pretty good among the third generation disciples of Quan Zhen Sect. Although it might not be enough to compete with Zhao Zhijing, it would not be a problem for him to win against others…such as Shen Zhifan…
However, this would mean that Cui Zhi Fang and Zhao Zhi Jing were on opposing sides. This would be extremely disadvantageous for his future life in Quan Zhen Sect. After all, he was not like Starstreak who had no sense of belonging to Quan Zhen Sect…
Starstreak was also aware of this, so he didn't say much. He just waved his hand and said softly," "It's fine." With a flash, he walked into the arena.
Looking at the graceful back, Cui Zhifang opened his mouth but did not say anything in the end. He felt that the distance between the two of them was gradually widening…
Walking up to the training field, Starstreak looked at the short and fat Taoist priest opposite him and casually cupped his hands. "This…Senior Brother Shen?"
"What, you want to beg for mercy?" Shen Zhifan sneered. "That's simple. As long as you kneel down and kowtow three times to Senior Brother Zhao in front of everyone, I'll let you go.”
"Your brain is too big.”Starstreak smiled and shook his head. "I'm just reminding you out of kindness. You'd better draw your sword. Otherwise…it'll really be very boring.”
Shen Zhifan was confused by the first part of the sentence, but he roughly understood the second part. That was…the kid in front of him looked down on him.
"You, you are courting death!"
Shen Zhifan had already made his move. He took a big step forward and punched towards Star Mark's chest. He was extremely fast and powerful.
Shen Zhifan's Quanzhen mental cultivation method had been cultivated to the fourth stage, and his strength was about the peak of Houtian second stage. This punch was more than enough to kill a cow. Ordinary people simply could not endure it.
He did not know what level Starstreak's martial arts was at, but he thought that it was probably not that high…Therefore, in order to prevent any deaths, he only used 80% of his strength.
However, if Star Mark was still the same as before, just this 80% of his strength would be enough to cause internal injuries to his body, and it was even possible that he would become a cripple.
But now…Starstreak raised his left hand slowly and met Shen Zhifan's fist.
Shen Zhifan was delighted and sneered," I'm afraid even Senior Brother Zhao wouldn't dare to take my punch head-on, but this kid is so arrogant! Humph! You asked for it…
As if he had sensed what the other party was thinking, Starstreak's lips curled into a faint smile. Looking at that smile, Shen Zhifan felt his scalp go numb and a sense of unease rose in his heart.
When his fist touched Starstreak's palm, Shen Zhifan felt his strength disappear like a clay ox entering the sea. Then, a sharp pain came from his wrist, causing him to let out a miserable cry…
"I told you to draw your sword earlier.”Shaking his head and sighing, Starstreak casually grabbed Shen Zhifan's wrist and flung him lightly. Shen Zhifan's hundred-pound body flew off the stage like a rag and landed right beside Zhao Zhijing's feet.
The effect of this short confrontation left everyone dumbfounded. Everyone, including Zhao Zhijing, looked at Starstreak in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Good, very good! I didn't expect that Little Junior Brother, who usually doesn't show off his strength, would give Senior Brother such a big surprise at this time!”Zhao Zhijing's face turned ashen as he gritted his teeth.
" You're too kind…" Starstreak smiled faintly. He really deserved a beating. "I have an even bigger surprise here. Senior Brother Zhao, do you want to try?”
This…
Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing's expression was somewhat uncertain. Although he really wanted to stomp on the other party's handsome face and spit a few mouthfuls of saliva, to be honest, he was really a little afraid of the other party's strength.
However, he thought about how if he backed down in front of everyone…he would probably have nowhere to put his old face, let alone compete for the position of sect leader.
Zhao Zhijing's heart suddenly became determined when he thought of the position of sect master. He leaped into the martial arts practice field...
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