Lord of the Star Ocean

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Scared, angry, nervous ...

The grievances of the martial arts apprentices in the performance martial arts at this moment can hardly be described by words.

It is not uncommon for other martial arts disciples to come to kick in the hall. People from Chaoyang Martial Arts Museum have also been here before, but they have never been as arrogant and arrogant as Ji Xinghua.

But the museum owner was not there. No one in Wuguan could defeat Ji Xinghua, and he could only endure his grievances.

Then Nie Feng appeared!

"Brother Nie!"

When the apprentices and disciples found the backbone of their minds, they all shouted.

If there is anyone in Wan'an Wuguan who can stand up to resist Ji Xinghua, it is really Nie Feng!

At this time, even the disciple who had the least affection for Nie Feng, he was extremely eager for him to be angry for everyone.

Ji Xinghua stared at Nie Feng like a blade.

Nie Feng ignored the other party and walked quickly to lift the small table from the ground.

He cried, "What are you all doing?"

A group of apprentices woke up like dreams, and hurried over to treat fellow students who had fallen to the ground.

Ji Xinghua snorted coldly, he did not stop, and still stood stabbing, with a very disdainful expression.

Nie Feng reached out and wiped the blood off the small table's face, asking, "Who hit it?"

His voice was calm, but it contained anger.

The small table said timidly: "When I opened the door just now, they burst in and hit me ..."

Nie Feng nodded, turned to Ji Xinghua and others and said, "Who hit the door just now?"

Ji Xinghua said "ha".

In his opinion, Nie Feng is so ridiculous that he has no idea what it means!

A young man standing on the right side of Ji Xinghua stepped forward and said proudly, "I hit it, what happened?"

"then you…"

Nie Feng said, "Take me a punch!"

The words didn't fall, his body swooped towards the opponent like an arrow off the string, as if the tiger was hunting fast, slamming his iron fist into the opponent's chest instantly!

The young man never dreamed that Nie Feng's attack came so suddenly, although he had some defenses, he didn't wake up suddenly until Nie Feng's fist came.

"Yeah!"

The Chaoyang Wuguan disciple made a strange noise and quickly raised his arms to protect him in front of him, fending off the fist.

Click!

Nie Feng's fist hit his left arm heavily, and only heard a crisp crack, he involuntarily stepped back and almost fell to the ground.

"Ah ~"

The huge pain brought by the broken arm bone made him scream, his flushed face was completely twisted, his body crooked and looked down and couldn't support it.

Another disciple of Chaoyang was frightened and rushed over to help him.

Ji Xinghua's face changed drastically, his eyes stared at Nie Feng, his eyes flashing with trembling anger!

Nie Feng retracted his fist and said lightly, "Remember to knock on the door next time."

"Brother Nie is mighty!"

All Wan'an apprentices around, along with several other personally-disclosed disciples such as Chen Kai, raised their eyebrows and exhaled, applauding loudly.

Nie Feng's fist is too hearty, so deflated!

Ji Xinghua said coldly, "Is the disciples of Wan'an Wuguan only sneak attacks?"

"Sneak attack?"

Nie Feng sneered scornfully and pointed at the small table: "If you want to say a sneak attack, it is also the people in Chaoyang Wuguan who attacked my young boy in Wanan Wuguan first, but you have the face to say!"

Chen Kai said aloud, "Well said, the disciples of Chaoyang really shamelessly attacked our doorman in Wan'an!"

Not only did they hurt the small table, but Ji Xinghua, as a star warrior, bullied the ordinary apprentices in Wan'an Martial Arts Hall as shameless, because all martial arts practitioners in the front yard were ordinary warriors.

The other disciples were right-minded, and together with Chen Kai, they suddenly raised their voices.

Ji Xinghua was speechless.

Nie Feng looked at Ji Xinghua with disdain, and his eyes made Ji Xinghua helplessly anger.

Ji Xinghua prides himself on being a genius. Previously, he did not look at the disciples of Wanwu Pavilion at all, and a man as arrogant as him cannot bear the contempt of others.

He yelled, "I don't talk nonsense with you, I ask you, dare you fight me fair?"

"If you want to fight then fight!"

Nie Feng replied without hesitation: "Don't cry if you lose!"

"Hahaha!"

The disciples at Wan'an Wuguan all laughed.

"you…"

Ji Xinghua was so angry that he had to make a fist, and he had to fist up and fight with Nie Feng to die for it, and wash away the shame just now.

"Master Ji ..."

The disciple of Chaoyang who supported his companion immediately held him and whispered something to him.

After Ji Xinghua listened, the expression of excitement on his face gradually disappeared, revealing the vigilance and alertness.

He stared at Nie Feng and Shen Sheng asked: "You are the chief disciple Nie Feng of Wan'an Wuguan?"

Nie Feng said lightly: "If you are afraid, it is not too late to get out now, but you must apologize first."

Ji Xinghua's forehead had a few blue tendons.

Although his colleagues just told him the identity of Nie Feng and reminded him not to use Nie Feng's tactics, but listening to Nie Feng's mockery, he couldn't help the unknown fire in his heart.

Ji Xinghua squeezed his fist into a squeak and said, "Less nonsense, see who is lying here and leave today!"

With a wave of Nie Feng, the Wan'an disciples around Qiqi stepped back, giving enough space.

A few days ago, Nie Feng had absolutely no such prestige in the martial arts hall, but today his performance made everyone admired and respected.

However, some disciples were secretly worried because Ji Xinghua was a high-level black iron warrior. His realm was steadily surpassing Nie Feng, and his strength should not be underestimated. He only defeated Zhang Mo with ten moves.

"Brother Nie, we must win!"

I don't know who called it first, and then all the disciples shouted, "Brother Nie will win!"

There was also a crisp childish sound from the small table.

Nie Feng looked calmly, and held his fist to Ji Xinghua: "Wan Nie Feng, please advise!"

This is the basic etiquette of competition, representing that he has officially accepted Ji Xinghua's challenge, and the two sides have a showdown!

The front was outgassing, no matter how to humiliate the opponent, but now it is a real test, you should respect the rules.

It was this sudden and serious change of attitude, coupled with the shouting of the surrounding martial arts disciples, that allowed him to consolidate the momentum of the battle in an instant, making full use of the home court advantage!

Ji Xinghua breathed a sigh of relief, almost vomiting and bleeding.

He glared at Nie Feng with a grudge, and swallowed his fist with patience: "Chaoyang Ji Xinghua, please advise!"

A few words were all squeezed out of Ji Xinghua's teeth.

Invisibly, his momentum weakened Nie Feng.

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