Taixi City, Jinhong Martial Arts Hall.

At this time, on the practice ground, the two groups of people surrounded each other and opposed each other, presenting a tense situation.

One side is a disciple in the Jinhong Martial Arts Pavilion.

On one side is the people of the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion, compared to the righteous indignation of the disciples of the Golden Rainbow Martial Pavilion, the few people in the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion do not occupy the number, but they also seem to be at ease.

The dark-faced Zhao Xian stood silently behind, and Lei Zhengxing, who was the owner of the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, stood in front of him, taking the lead.

Facing the angry eyes of those many disciples.

Before this time, the scene of the previous museum owner in the mountains, and the scene of provocation in the funeral, these memories are still lingering.

This time, it was even more unkind to come, and these disciples of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Hall would not give a good face to see.

"My elder brother Lin Yuan, what is there to guard in such a promising martial arts hall, why don't you join us Feng Lei, they are all out to eat, there is no need to work so hard!"

Seeing Lin Yuan walking out of the crowd in front of him, Lei Zhengxing, who was standing in the position, twisted his neck and said with a smile.

Lin Yuan just stared at him coldly without saying a word.

Seeing such an attitude, Lei Zhengxing was also unimpressed, his eyes glanced around the courtyard, and his expression was quite mocking, "Look at your martial arts hall, you have already left so many people in just a few kung fu, is there still a need for existence......

Lei Zheng did this, and he did not have a purpose.

Since the previous Guan Master Xiang Shou was seriously injured and died in the kicking hall with the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion, it is obvious that people have seen the weak state of affairs of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion.

The miscellaneous disciples recruited by the martial arts hall itself are okay, although people are panicked, they have the contract when they entered the hall, and they can't make any big waves.

However, compared to the registered disciples who spent money to step into the martial arts hall, the purpose is very clear, and they are also very snobbish, and they spend money to learn martial arts, so the sense of belonging is naturally not very strong.

As a result, the martial arts are not as good as others, and even the owner of his own martial arts hall has been defeated and died, what learning value can there be in this situation, and the future prospect.

Many of the registered disciples just left in a huff, and some didn't even want the tuition fees they had just paid.

Some of the people who were still watching the rise of the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion before left a group on the day after the hall owner Xiang Shou retreated.

After the funeral of the owner of the pavilion, Xiang Shou, he left another batch, and now after learning that the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion continued to kick the current hall owner, the people who have remained until now are not even half of the people who were before.

"Good birds choose trees to rest, why did Brother Lin Yuan fall to death on a tree, you see the teaching and learning of you, they have already turned to me and others with great interest."

Lei Zhengxing looked bitter, and then beckoned to the door of the martial arts hall behind him, and then a sturdy man in a black robe appeared on the scene

Everyone in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall on the field saw that this man was none other than Qian Biao, one of the several teachers in their martial arts hall.

Among the disciples of the Golden Rainbow Martial Pavilion, there was an uproar all of a sudden.

What they didn't expect was that many of their fellow brothers had defected, but they didn't expect that even their teaching was now on this road.

"Qian Jiaoxi, why are you here, the owner of the pavilion has treated you well!"

Seeing such a familiar face, the remaining three teachers were also angry at each other, and Lin Yuan, the hall owner at the head, shouted angrily and unceremoniously.

Qian Biao, who was out of the scene, looked calm, and just glanced at them lightly, "The words of the Lei Pavilion Master are right, good birds choose trees to perch, I just made a choice that I will do." ”

"You're the one who makes the choice!"

"Traitor ......"

……

The shouts and scolding followed, and Qian Biao just snorted coldly, "Zhao Ye, Yang Qidao, you feel that you haven't moved your mind, the letters we passed to you by Fenglei have all been silently accepted......"

"Nonsense!"

The two teachers named by Qian Biao scolded him.

And all the disciples in the audience who heard these news were shocked, thinking that even their own teachings were thinking about retreating now, and their minds were suddenly active.

Looking at the many disciples of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Hall with different expressions in the field, Lei Zhengxing nodded secretly to express his satisfaction.

Surrender without a fight, attack the heart, this is the effect he has always wanted.

Pry away Qian Biao, the teacher of the Jinhong Martial Arts Pavilion, and now let you show up today, just to achieve this purpose.

"Brother Lin Yuan has just ascended to the position of the hall master, so he shouldn't not accept the challenge of our martial arts hall."

Lei Zhengxing beckoned to Qian Biao in front of him and asked him to step back, and suddenly smiled like a stupid theme.

He wants to reproduce the defeat and retreat of Xiang Shou, the previous master of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion, and frustrate the sharp spirit of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion again and again until he is completely pressed into the mud pit and cannot turn over.

If the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, then the camel will be slaughtered as well.

As soon as he heard this, the audience suddenly fell into silence, and at this moment, countless pairs of eyes were focused on Lin Yuan's body in front of him.

Clear-eyed people know that their pavilion master, Lin Yuan, is Yang Jinhong's personal disciple, and taking over the Jinhong Martial Arts Pavilion at this moment is a last resort.

And his cultivation is well known, he is at the peak of the Three Realms.

This strength may be regarded as the top-notch one in the martial arts hall and in Taixi City

It's just a matter of help.

The teacher invited by the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion was already a cultivator of the Five Realms Cleansing the Marrow.

And their plan is to overwhelm people with force.

The game between the Three Realms Martial Cultivators and the Five Realms Martial Cultivators.

There is no comparison between them.

Lin Yuan, who was in the center of his gaze, also clenched his fists at this moment.

At this moment, Lei Zhengxing in front of him was still provoking with words, "Lin Yuan Pavilion Master, dare not, don't dare to let you teach and practice too!" ”

Who doesn't know that in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall at this moment, Lin Yuan's cultivation strength is the highest, if he retreats, no one will step forward again, because it is all self-inflicted.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Shen Xiulai, who was still a three-realm cultivator and dared to attack the five-realm martial cultivator.

Shen Xiu was able to do that at the beginning, if it were now, it should be even better than in the past.

This was also the reason why he asked Duan to see if Shen Xiu could come back to help, because that fellow disciple who was only a little higher than him had been creating miracles, and might be able to deal with the Five Realms Martial Cultivators.

Now that no personnel have appeared, Lei Zhengxing made a move in advance, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Lin Yuan, who was thinking of many thoughts, looked deeply at the man in black on the field, and then stepped out of the crowd.

For at this moment, no one but him could stand before him for him.