Sometimes I wonder that Liu Qing, this kid is too impulsive, once his head is hot, he doesn't care who the other party is, how many people there are, no, he offends people again.

Although the sages of Confucius and Mencius are knowledgeable and generous, if they are repeatedly angry with students, they will not be able to bear the anger, not to mention that the seven Zhuge brothers are all young and vigorous teenagers.

From the time he met Liu Qing to the present, Hothda was holding back his anger in his heart, and at this time, seeing this kid openly contradicting himself in front of all the senior brothers, it was really unbearable for the uncle to bear it, and he swung his fist and smashed it down.

Although Liu Qing is often impulsive, he is definitely not a stupid person, how can he suffer a loss in front of him, seeing that this kid was provoked by himself, he laughed secretly, turned around and was about to run down the steps, when a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he was blocked by someone.

Zhuge Liuyun blocked Liu Qing in front of him, stretched out his hand to dissolve Hotda's attack, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, "Second junior brother, stop, they are all brothers in the same family, you must not be reckless to the junior brother, lest you be said to bully the small ......!"

"Senior brother, I have a Jianyì, today is the day of the martial arts competition, everyone is a man, how to see the high and low in the competition......!"

The talking boy is Yin Xiucai, who is the third oldest among the seven Zhuge people.

"Cut, what's the joke, I'm going to single-handedly pick up the seven of you, and I can't make people laugh at it," Liu Qing's head shook like a tumbler, turned around and walked down the steps, thinking to himself that I didn't fall for your agitation.

When Yin Xiucai spoke, he secretly used the technique of sound transmission, although the voice was not loud, but it had already reached the ears of everyone on the platform.

When the disciples in the audience heard the voice, nearly a thousand pairs of eyes looked at Liu Qing at the same time, and some people below began to coax.

Senior Brother Zhuge is right, a real man must have real skills, this little junior brother should accept the challenge......!

Let's compare, what's so terrible about learning spells from the same sect, just learn from a few senior brothers......!

Ouch, look at this kid, he runs faster than a rabbit, he can't be scared, right......!

Seeing this, He Yu knew that it was not good, it must have been Liu Qing who had offended the seven Zhuge people, and immediately walked out of the crowd to greet him, pulling Liu Qing aside.

"Little Brother Liu Qing, you are too careless, you actually offended several senior brothers under the head of the house, how can this be good, hurry up and compensate them, otherwise there will be no good life in ......the future!"

While talking, the seven Zhuge people surrounded Liu Qing and He Yu, and the crowd was restless and talked about it for a while.

Seeing that Liu Qing was silent, Hotda was very happy in his heart, and clenched his fists proudly, "Boy, if you are afraid of losing, you can kneel down for me to apologize, so as not to be knocked down by me during the competition and lose your master's ......face!"

Qing Yuejun and Qing Yueshui looked at Liu Qing from a distance, with a worried look in their eyes, but unfortunately they were discovered by Yin Xiu, and lowered their heads and whispered a few words in Zhuge Ear.

Zhuge Liuyun looked at Qingyue Jun, a jealous anger rose from the bottom of his heart, but there was still a faint smile on his cheeks, in the eyes of all the junior brothers, he would always be an amiable senior brother.

The sect originally forbade the affairs of men and women, but among the thousands of disciples, only there were female disciples in the Qingyue Courtyard of Yueting Peak, and all of them were beautiful and beautiful, which was the most unique scenery in the Maoshan Dao Courtyard.

On weekdays, the disciples are between strict rules and dare not take half a step beyond the thunder pool, but in their hearts, these female disciples have long become the objects of ignorance and fantasy, which is similar to squatting in prison for ten years and turning sows into sables.