Although many people were unhappy with the suggestion of Sun Fei, the cold beauty of Shuiyue Pavilion, they also knew that this was simply helpless.

In this world, it has always been who has the biggest fist and who has a reason.

The benefits of the first layer are slightly lighter, but they are better than nothing.

If everyone on the other side is like a disciple of the Evil Sword Sect, not only will they not be able to achieve any benefits, but they will have to account for their own lives here, and they will not have the leisure to think about fairness and unfairness.

Thinking about it from another angle, this kind of disposal is indeed fair and can be said to be the best way to solve it.

Even if it wasn't, at least there was only one way to do it on the surface.

However, there are some examples.

Among them, there was a team of four, three of the boys were dressed in the uniforms of the Lingwu Academy, and one of the tall, well-looking girls was wearing a red dress, and they all felt unfair.

The others are okay, as the pride of the sky in the Lingwu Academy, and they are even more elite-level colleges, which of them is not a little arrogant, that is, their strength is insufficient, otherwise they would have rushed up and fought hard with this rule-breaking person.

Although they all have elite-level strength, and the handsome boy led by them is also in the middle of the elite list, but this kind of strength is really not enough in the current scene.

After all, he is only in the middle of the elite list, not the top of the list that is comparable to or even defeats the idle core level, and he has no right to speak like other companions, only what others say.

"It's so overbearing. A dark-skinned boy whispered, his face indignant.

"It's a bully. Another younger student also said.

"There's nothing bullying, if you want to blame it, just blame us for our lack of strength. The handsome, genius Duan Hong, who was in the middle of the elite list, also said in a deep voice.

Although he said this, the Peugeot girl Tian Wanming glanced at it, and saw that her hands were clenched, obviously very unwilling, she sighed, and fell on Chu Tian not far away, and said: "Why doesn't Senior Brother Chu Tian make a move? With his strength, he is enough to talk to these people on an equal footing." ”

They were the students of the Spirit Martial Academy, and they were all at the elite level, so it was naturally impossible not to know Chu Tian, the top of the elite list.

In the battle when Chu Tian defeated Zong Mingyu, they had all seen how strong Zong Mingyu was, and they had also heard about it, so they could naturally speculate about Chu Tian's strength.

"I don't know, maybe he has his own plans. The darkened companion spread his hands helplessly.

Despite this, everyone turned their hopeful eyes to Chu Tian to see how he reacted.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tian made a move, and Fang Sheng, who was from the local force Wuji Gate, glanced at the audience and asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, do you have any opinions on our disposal, you can put forward any opinions." ”

Everyone looked at each other, but none of them made an opinion.

Although Fang Sheng said this, their hard power was not good, even if they made a suggestion, it would only be a humiliation, it was better not to mention it.

"It's okay, everyone can say anything if they have opinions, don't force yourself. Fang Sheng's eyes were sincere, his gaze swept over the other squads that did not have core-level combat power one by one, although his attitude was sincere, he was complacent in his heart.

Most of the people here are also from the three sects and four sects, or they are the Lingwu Academy of the Eastern Sacred Domain's Martial Cultivation Holy Land, but in front of the great secret here, they have to keep their heads in their hands and rein in their edge.

If it's a dragon, you have to coil up, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down.

And he, although his background is far inferior to these people, but with his own strength, he has obtained the qualification to talk to the core-level combat power present on an equal footing, and he also has the qualification to divide the collection here equally, but these people from famous families do not, he enjoys this feeling of suppressing the other party, and he is repeatedly questioned and satisfied.

Hearing this, everyone on all sides was angry, and they all set their eyes on their own side's core-level combat power, but they were ignored.

Even if they belong to the same force, no one will affect the actual interests that are about to be won because of this kind of affection, and it is impossible for a conflict with a rival who is comparable to themselves because of this, let alone in the current period.

Duan Hong and the others from the Lingwu Academy all looked at Chu Tian with a look of hope that was even stronger, they themselves had no strength, but they really wanted Chu Tian from the same academy to come forward and slap this person's face fiercely.

Tian Wanmei, a tall and peugeot girl, stared at Chu Tian with beautiful eyes, her pretty face showed an anxious look, her teeth couldn't help biting her lip, and her jade hand was quietly clenched.

Hurry up and make a move, let the arrogant people in front of you know the power of the genius of the Lingwu Academy, hurry up.

However, she prayed several times, but she didn't see Chu Tian move, and her beautiful eyes gradually dimmed.

Although Chutian's junior strength is strong, his experience in training outside is indeed insufficient, and it is understandable that he was frightened for a while when he saw so many masters, and he should not be blamed too much.

But even so, there is always a lingering loss in her heart.

Seeing that he asked twice and no one answered, Fang Sheng was very excited, his usual and calm personality was very out of place, he laughed twice regardless of the occasion, and raised his chin slightly: "Since everyone has no opinion, then..."

However, at this time, a more inappropriate young man's clear voice sounded.

"Wait, I have an opinion. ”

"Who? who is talking?" Fang Sheng's sense of self-satisfaction was broken, and his coherent words were not complete, just like a male duck that had been quacking was interrupted in an instant, and an indescribable unhappiness rose, making him who had originally quite a city government angry in an instant.

Some people may say that people with a city government would not dare to be so irritable.

But no matter how deep the city is, people are interrupted when they are at their coolest, which is the most common reason why their anger value soars to the peak.

This was the case with Fang Sheng at this time, so it was not surprising.

The furious Fang Sheng swept towards the place where the voice came from, his eyes sharp as if he could kill someone.

Lu Su and the others beside Chu Tian were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

Only Chu Tian himself and Jing Xue could remain calm.

Lu Li first retreated, then became angry, raised her eyes to see that Jing Xue did not retreat, her anger increased, and she immediately transferred her anger to Fang Sheng, the initiator.

What are you angry about? Brother Chutian is going to teach you a lesson soon.

Even if you are a seventh-turn Ning Dan, it is impossible to defeat Brother Chu.

Since following Chu Tian, the smooth sailing of the road has paralyzed Lu Li's nerves, she has blind confidence in Chu Tian, seeing that Chu Tian has defeated the seventh turn, she takes it for granted that all characters at this level are not Chu Tian's opponents.

Her confidence in Chu Tian is even more serious than Chu Tian himself.

Objectively speaking, although Chu Tian has many means and good potential, his current strength is really not as strong as she imagined.

She hadn't seen Chu Tian being played by Zong Mingyu after he broke through.

Her current slightly deformed mentality is a typical sitting well and watching the sky.

"It's me. Chu Tian met Fang Sheng's gaze as if he could kill people, and walked up without fear, Fang Shengzi also walked towards him, and the two stood face to face.

Chu Tian carried the sword, Fang Sheng carried the huge tip of the spear, the cold light glittered with strange shaped spears, two essence-like gazes intertwined in the air, and the two terrifying breaths rose from their respective bodies, gradually condensing, and they both reached the point of changing the vision of heaven and earth.

The two terrifying auras converged into a pillar of intense light, soaring straight into the sky, the wind and clouds surging, and the clouds surging like a tide.

Fang Sheng's eyes condensed slightly, his face was slightly stretched, and he actually smiled slightly: "It turns out that you are the one who specializes in robbing the disciples of the Evil Sword Sect, Chu Tian, who has spread a lot of rumors, it is rumored that you even have the strength to approach the seventh turn, in the past, I thought it was an ignorant person's boast, but when I saw it today, this statement is unexpectedly true, you are amazing." ”

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up to Chu Tian.

Chu Tian accepted all these praises, and said in a light tone: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, most of the others suddenly realized.

It turned out that he was Chu Tian.

Recently, he has been a little famous, and in the land of ruins, this is not a small number one.

It shouldn't be overlooked.

When they first arrived, everyone was paying attention to the tower in front of them, and then they were paying attention to the conversation between several core-level combat forces, and most of them didn't pay attention to Chu Tian.

However, next, Fang Sheng's words made the atmosphere freeze suddenly, his face changed sharply, and said: "You are very good, but are you mistaken, your strength is close to the seventh turn, what does it mean to be close, you won't be illiterate and can't comprehend, right?"

"If you can't understand it, then let me tell you, it's better to be close, but there is still a gap, that is to say, the me you provoke is an existence that you can't compare with and can't provoke. ”

"I'm stupid, I can't cry when you cry, I'll tell you the truth, Fang Mou's strength is a little stronger than the average seventh turn, how about it, are you desperate?" Fang Sheng's face was pale, and his eyes were like a knife slashing towards Chu Tian.

Fang Sheng's words were aggressive, like an unstoppable storm, which made the people around him who explored the team tremble.

However, Chu Tian did not move in the breeze, his faint expression finally disappeared, and his young and handsome face finally showed a touch of impatience, and said: "There is a lot of nonsense, have you finished speaking, hurry up and fight after you have finished speaking." ”

Hearing this, Fang Sheng's expression suddenly became gloomy, and a violent and terrifying aura swept out from his body like a storm, and his right hand backhanded to draw the big gun he was carrying.

And Chu Tian's eyes were cold, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the blade of the Ice Flow Sword that clearly exuded cold aura jumped out of the scabbard behind him and appeared in his right hand.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

A battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out.