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

In the north of the Medicine King City, in the Feixue Martial Arts Academy, a young man's roar was like a thunderclap in the flat ground, shocking the entire Martial Arts Academy.

The Flying Snow Martial Academy does not prohibit dueling, as long as both parties agree and do not cause human lives, the Martial Arts Academy will not care. There have also been several duels in the martial arts academy in the past two years, but this time it was completely different.

In the past, duels were just jealous and handsome performances of boys. This is the first time that a Hanmen warrior has challenged a family warrior.

Since ancient times, the poor do not fight with the rich, and the people do not fight with the officials!

On the Divine Soul Continent, the Hanmen Martial Artist and the Family Martial Artist are two levels that are worlds apart!

When countless people heard the news, their first reaction was, was Xiao Lang's brain kicked by his donkey?

Let's not talk about the strength of Xiao Lang's warrior realm, where is the opponent of Situ Zhanye in the warrior realm. Even if you use despicable means to win him and let out a bad breath, you will still be able to mix in the Martial Arts Academy in the future? Although Situ Zhanye is not the official young master of the Situ family, but the word Situ is in the Medicine King City... But it represents some kind of power!

When the cause of the incident spread, countless cold martial artists began to pity Xiao Lang, and of course they were even more interested in this inexplicable duel.

The duel between the two is because of a woman, the first beauty in the martial arts, the young lady of the step family, Bu Xiaoman.

Miss Bu Er, who went to the Devil's Mountain to experience and was injured by a third-level mysterious beast, came to the martial arts academy on the first day of recuperation for half a month, and it seemed that her brain was not normal.

She has always been pretentious to men, but in the morning, in full view of everyone at the gate of the martial arts academy, she actually stopped Xiao Lang, and then let the people of the Bu family openly collect Xiao Lang's information?

Bu Xiaoman and Situ Zhantian, the eldest son of the Situ family, have already concluded a marriage contract, and Yaowangcheng is well known.

Bu Xiaoman's doing this was undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face to Situ Zhantian. Although Situ Zhantian is still training in Devil Mountain, how can the people of the Situ family be easy to provoke?

So Situ Zhantian's clan brother, Situ Zhanye stood up domineeringly, he didn't dare to provoke Bu Xiaoman, and Xiao Lang, who was a martial artist of the cold door, naturally became the object of his anger...

When Situ Zhanye provoked in every possible way, and finally directly greeted Xiao Lang's female relatives for several generations, Xiao Lang, who had only been in the martial arts academy for half a year, but had always been an honest person, finally couldn't help but shoot the case and let out an angry roar.

"Miss, they're going to the grove!"

Bu Xiaoxiao was a little anxious to pull and sit in the school, beautiful as a flower. In fact, Bu Xiaoxi, a side child of the Bu family, was also very skeptical - did Bu Xiaoman get his brain hurt in Devil's Mountain? Otherwise, how could he do such a ridiculous and unreserved thing today?

If Xiao Lang is disabled today, it will not be a big deal. But it doesn't matter if the Situ family spreads out, the Bu family will be ashamed, and rumors can kill people!

"Let everyone stop watching and heckling, wait... I'll check it out!"

Bu Xiaoman sat quietly, dressed in white, like a budding lily. She lifted her eyelids and whispered. The body did not move, and a hint of playfulness flashed in the beautiful eyes that made the hearts of countless teenagers in the martial arts academy move.

Miss Bujia spoke, and countless teenagers and girls who wanted to watch the excitement could only gather outside the grove in mockery. Waiting for Situ Zhan to come out with a wild spirit, or... Waiting for Xiao Lang to crawl out covered in blood.

"Boy, there are some women, it's not you wretches who can... Touched!"

In the grove of the martial arts academy, Situ Zhanye, who was wearing brocade clothes and had a grim smile on his face, looked at Xiao Lang mockingly, who was wearing an inferior samurai uniform and looked ordinary, even mediocre. He felt that he was very domineering today, and when he walked out of the grove, there would definitely be countless women screaming for him.

Xiao Lang looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, of medium height, about one meter seventy-five, his figure is quite well-proportioned under a black samurai suit, and his facial features are ordinary, he belongs to the kind that no one will take a second look at if he is thrown in the crowd.

"No one followed up?"

When he entered the woods, he was surprised not to be angry, but to sweep his gaze twice in the woods. After making sure that no one was watching, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved into a strange arc.

is just an arc, and his ordinary face has undergone earth-shaking changes.

One word, demon!

Demonic awe-inspiring!

It's hard to imagine that a person's face has changed greatly because of an arc, and his temperament has completely changed!

Situ Zhanye was a little annoyed when he saw that Xiao Lang didn't pay attention to him, but at this moment, he was a little confused when he saw this demonic face. How can a person's temperament change so quickly and so much?

Then he felt that Xiao Lang's body suddenly burst out with a momentum that made him tremble, and his face changed instantly!

This kind of momentum, he has felt in many people in his family, but they are all strong men who have experienced a hundred battles and have countless blood on their hands. This kind of momentum is called murderous aura, a temperament that can never appear in a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy!

Next second!

Situ Zhanye didn't have time to think about this, because Xiao Lang on the opposite side moved, like a fierce tiger, rushing towards him, and a fist quickly enlarged in his eyes.

This is definitely not a mid-tier warrior!

Situ Zhanye's eyes were full of horror, as a child of a family, although his strength is not the best in the younger generation, he still has eyesight. Xiao Lang's speed, as well as the powerful power contained in the fist that broke through the air, he thought that he would definitely not be able to do it.

"Drink!"

Although Situ Zhanye knew in his heart that he would be defeated, he instinctively threw a punch to resist Xiao Lang!

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, but it was a completely different situation, Xiao Lang did not move at all, but Situ Zhanye flew out upside down. If it weren't for the huge ancient tree more than two meters behind him, he believed that he would definitely fall into a dog eating.

Forty Tiger Strength!

There was a hot pain in the finger bones, Situ Zhanye knew that his right hand was temporarily abolished, and he knew better that Xiao Lang's punch had the power of forty tigers. In other words, Xiao Lang's strength is not a mid-level warrior, but... Intermediate Warrior!

The ranks of the martial artists of the Divine Soul Continent are clearly distinguished, and they are extremely clear. A first-level fighter, cultivated to the pinnacle and has the power of a tiger. The second-level warrior has the power of one tiger to ten tigers, and as for the war division where Situ Zhanye is located, he has the power of ten tigers to one hundred tigers.

Situ Zhanye has the power of twenty tigers, but not long ago, in the test in the academy, Xiao Lang, who only had the power of a few tigers, suddenly burst out with the power of forty tigers, and he was defeated in one move!

A martial artist from a cold sect, his cultivation speed can actually be compared to the genius of a martial artist of the family!

"Impossible, impossible..."

Situ Zhanye was a little stunned, he knew very well that he could reach this realm today because the family had spent a lot of resources to cultivate. He, Xiao Lang, is a martial artist from a cold sect, how can he cultivate so quickly?

Woohoo!

Just when Situ Zhanye's mind was in chaos, Xiao Lang on the opposite side moved again, he waved his left hand at will, and then three sounds of breaking the air sounded, completely scaring Situ Zhanye.

"Tick, tick!"

The confused look on Situ Zhanye's face was gone, replaced by a face full of panic, without a trace of blood, and under the expensive robe, drops of yellow and smelly liquid kept dripping.

He was scared to pee...

Situ Zhanye's eyes widened, looking at the two flying knives that wiped his ears and directly sank into the ancient tree, and the third flying knife that almost killed him in his crotch, he felt the urge to cry.

It's not fun, he doesn't play anymore, he can't afford to play with this kind of madman...

"Situ Zhanye, the son of the Situ family, your father works as a steward in the Situ family's weapons shop, and there is a younger brother, who is six years old this year, and your family lives at No. 68 South Lane next to Situ Mansion! That's right, Situ Gongzi?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Situ Zhanye's thoughts were pulled back by a hand that was gently patting his face. He shook his head, looking at the demonic face in front of him, and his heart was even more frightened.

Xiao Lang actually... Investigate his information thoroughly!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded vigorously, and let out a trembling sound: "Xiao Lang, Xiao Gongzi, I was wrong, don't kill me! I will never mess with you again, I swear to God..."

Bang Bang Bang!

Xiao Lang slapped Situ Zhanye's face again and again, looking at this pus-like son, a trace of disgust flashed in his heart, and the rich murderous aura in his eyes quietly passed, and he said mockingly:

"Don't call me Childe, I'm a pariah and a cheap life, so I don't deserve the title of Son. Bu Xiaoman's kind of proud woman, I really can't touch it, and I'm not interested in getting it. You listen carefully to me - I just want to quietly cultivate in the martial academy and mix up a martial academy approval letter. I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't intend to be an enemy of the Situ family, but if you dare to continue to pester me in the future, or let your Situ family retaliate against me, I can guarantee that as long as you can't kill me, I will... Kill your whole family, you know?"

"Understood, understood, understood!"

Situ Zhanye nodded violently like a chicken pecking rice, he was extremely confident that the young man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, would definitely do what he said. Because of this kind of look, he has seen it in the eyes of the head of the Situ family, this is a kind of arrogance that kills decisively and regards human life as a mustard!

"That's good, you be your son-in-law, I'm messing with me, it's not good for everyone to play their own birds? It's boring to fight and kill for a woman, isn't it?"

Xiao Lang smiled again, his face was full of demonic energy, and he easily pulled out the three flying knives from the ancient tree and put them into his wide sleeves.

"What Brother Xiao said, what he said!"

Situ Zhanye laughed, but it was more ugly than crying, his eyes swept within Xiao Lang's wide sleeve, but shrank again. Because he saw that Xiao Lang's wrist was actually tied to a small machine crossbow, and the crossbow arrows on it were still glowing with ghostly light, obviously soaked in poison...

Who the fuck is this? Could it be the legendary killer of the underworld?

Abrupt –

Before Situ Zhanye could express his shock, Xiao Lang turned his hand into a palm, grabbed his fist, and then pulled it towards his chest. As soon as he touched his body, his body suddenly flew out more than two meters upside down, smashed to the ground, and shouted with horror and pain on his face: "Ah, Situ Gongzi, don't fight, I promise never to get close to Miss Bu in the future!"

Situ Zhanye is confused, this Xiao Lang wants to play that play again? This expression is so like, could it be that he won this battle today?

When he saw Xiao Lang constantly glaring at him, he suddenly woke up, and his eyes swept over the path on the left without leaving a trace. Sure enough, I saw a white figure flashing and hiding behind a big tree.

Step Xiaoman is here!

Xiao Lang really didn't have any thoughts about her, he just wanted to mix qualifications in the martial arts academy quietly.

Situ Zhanye was not stupid, he quickly guessed the trickiness in it, and of course he was willing to walk down this step. So he took a deep breath and kicked Xiao Lang hard, of course... Before his feet touched Xiao Lang's clothes, he immediately retracted his strength, raised his eyebrows, and scolded and scolded: "This time I will give you a longer memory, and I will dare to do this next time, and I will never spare it!"

After speaking, Situ Zhanye didn't care about handling the yellow liquid on his robe, and strode outside with his head held high like a triumphant returning general. It's just that the right hand hidden in the sleeve is still trembling...

Xiao Lang got up "with difficulty", his face was full of frustration and panic, his clothes were disheveled, his teeth were grinning, and he staggered outside.

When the two of them left the grove, under an ancient tree in the distance, a slender white figure flashed, Bu Xiaoman's pretty face that made countless teenagers ecstatic in their dreams was full of surprise, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she murmured: "Could it be that half a month ago, it wasn't really him who saved my life in the Devil's Mountain?" but... Why is this back so similar?"