Chapter 7: Disguise as a Pig to Eat a Tiger

  "What? You don't dare?"

  Watching Yang Haotian's slightly changed expression, Chu Ziyan stepped forward, pressing him tightly.

  "Alright, I'll add a top-grade Fist Technique 'Storm Fist' and five bottles of Gathering Spirit Dan!"

  Yang Huan Tian coldly smiled and casually pulled out a booklet, but instead only pulled out two bottles of Gathering Spirit Dan.

  Lu Hongyang and three others hesitated for a moment before gathering three bottles together.

  "I'll take you on myself, as for the others, Land brothers, you discuss it among yourselves!"

  Yang Hao Tian did not hesitate at all, although he was arrogant, it was clear that he was not stupid.

  Lu Hongyang and a few others dared to follow Pang Wenshan, but he had always been disdainful of everyone, so he wasn't very familiar with the actual strength of the four people. Therefore, he let them decide for themselves.

  But it was when I saw the Lü brothers that this idea occurred to me.

  "Haha, since Young Master Yang has spoken, our side will be represented by me and the two of us, Lu Shi brothers!"

  Lu Hongyang smiled slyly, as if everything on earth had already been put into his pocket.

  "Two hits for one? You're really something else!"

  The disciples on this side of the South Court immediately showed a look of discontent, seeing through their intentions.

  "They are twin brothers, always advancing and retreating together. If you're not willing, you can directly admit defeat!"

  Yang Hao Tian disdainfully swept a glance at everyone, giving them no chance to retort.

  In his eyes, apart from Chu Zi Yun, the rest were all mediocre and inferior, even Pang Wen Shan was only relying on his long cultivation time.

  "What's wrong with that? This matter is settled, I'll go with Brother Pang and... that little kid over there, aren't they coming out?"

  Chu Zi's purple eyebrows rose slightly, showing no weakness, but when she mentioned the third person, a faint blush floated up again on her lovely face, and she turned her head slightly to shout at someone in the distance.

  Fortunately, it was a sweltering day and everyone was too caught up in their argument to think much of it.

  But looking at that place, however, they were somewhat unclear. They couldn't think of why Chu Ziyan didn't let the other two six-layer boundary disciples go to battle.

  Besides, all those who were supposed to come have arrived!

  As for Yang Huan and Tian Wu, they furrowed their brows slightly, feeling a bit uneasy in their hearts, fearing that the other side would produce an absolute top-notch figure from Nan Yuan.

  "Nice to meet... nice to meet all of you, senior brothers and sisters!"

  A figure in a hemp garment emerged from behind the giant stone, seemingly somewhat unwillingly. Under everyone's gaze, he scratched his head awkwardly, and it was indeed Li Chenwu.

  "He... isn't he your family's servant?"

  Zhao Shan pointed at Li Chen in a daze, her hand subconsciously loosening its grip, but her words were directed at Li Yueguang who was equally stunned.

  Liu Ziqing, who was injured, was originally enjoying the warmth of a beauty when he suddenly fell to the ground without warning, crying out in pain and almost fainting again, startling everyone into hastily helping him up.

  "Chu Shi Jie, he..."

  As they approached the dawn, Li Yuexiang was about to speak when Chu Ziying waved her hand to stop her.

  Chen Songtai and Liu Chengfeng, who were on the verge of exclaiming in surprise, covered their mouths with both hands, narrowed their eyes, and seemed to have tears falling, which was caused by biting their tongues unintentionally.

  "Chu Shi Mei, the number one person outside the South Institute's outer gate, and yet you don't even have this much discernment?"

  Yang Huan Tian burst out laughing, and the four of them, including Lu Hongyang, laughed uncontrollably, clearly thinking that Chu Zi Yun's side was bound to lose without a doubt.

  Li Chen, dressed in a uniform, was originally a registered disciple and also came from a servant background. If he could win against the elite of the outer sect disciples of Dongyuan, it would only be said that after many years of cultivation, he had cultivated to the point where even dogs were superior.

  Pang Wenshan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but looking at the calm and composed Chu Ziyan, he didn't stop her. Instead, his mouth curled up, and when he glanced at the Lü brothers, there was an added hint of ferocity.

  "Less nonsense, let's fight!"

  Chu Zi's icy words left Lei Chen, who was just about to speak up in refutation, suddenly speechless.

  The other two six-layer disciples who originally wanted to go up looked at each other and hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly retreated.

  Although Chu Zi Yun was young and a woman, her dignity as the first person of the outer sect was unapproachable, and no one dared to offend her.

  "Fight!"

  Yang Hao Tian suppressed his smile, his face turned solemn. Although he was extremely confident in himself, when facing the rumored number one outer disciple of Western Yard who was not a bit inferior to him, he didn't dare be careless in the slightest.

  They gathered their things into a heap, the crowd cleared the field, and the two people who were going to fight each other chose a direction, leaped out several feet away, divided into three circles, and stared at their opponents.

  Chu Zi's purple clothes fluttered, like an icy fairy, facing the bright sky, her figure was elegant and refined, as if she were a heavenly being descending to the mortal world. Both of them were young and extraordinary individuals with their own unique aura.

  The Lü brothers, with their swords at the ready, each assumed a strange and wonderful stance, surrounding Pang Wenshan, who grasped his iron staff, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

  Lu Hongyang was sizing up Li Chen with a gloomy expression, his twin blades still sheathed at his waist, standing there casually.

  "Master... Brother, spare my life!"

  Li Chen's face was pale and he looked like he was about to cry, constantly scratching his head as he slowly moved forward with his feet, as if asking for forgiveness. After being beaten for so many years, he had honed the skill of pretending to be stupid to perfection.

  In her heart, she had already cursed the sky, this vicious little girl, clearly knowing that he 'had no internal energy', still wanted to let him go into battle, it was clear that she was trying to harm him, and it wasn't him who wanted to see her underwear, but rather she herself ran up there.

  "Haha, kneel down, I'll spare your life today, otherwise, I'll break a few of your bones!"

  Lu Hongyang licked his lips, quite enjoying Lei Chen's unease. In his opinion, this battle was a foregone conclusion.

  "Really... really?"

  Li Chen's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps closer, his legs unconsciously bending down, shrinking his neck, and the hanging hair strands covered those deep-set eyes that were gleaming with a hint of cold light.

  The other party's words had already touched his bottom line. Since the day he condensed his inner breath, Li Chen had secretly sworn in his heart that this life would not kneel down to anyone except his parents and relatives.

  "Haha, disciple of Dongyuan, what must one say when speaking?"

  Lu Hongyang looked up and laughed maniacally, but in an instant a flower appeared before his eyes, a strong gust of wind blew by, and a severe pain shot through his abdomen, causing him to involuntarily double over.

  As I looked down, a pair of eyes sparkling like stars under the messy long hair shot out a cold glare, followed by an ever-enlarging kneecap.

  "Painting a tiger on a pig's body!"

  A thought flashed through his mind, and a sharp pain followed. Lu Hongyang's eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness.

  Boom! Boom!

  Two consecutive muffled sounds, instantly drew the attention of people who had not yet acted and were focusing on the other two duels, in an instant, everyone's mouth was agape, petrified on the spot.

  All they saw was the 'servant' who was bound to lose, suddenly rising up, with his knees bent and legs curled up, heavily pressing down on Lu Hongyang's shoulders, which were fluttering like falling leaves.

  Boom!

  The two of them landed instantly, smashing grass and trees, sending dust flying everywhere, mixed with the sound of cracking bones.

  "Impossible? He... clearly can't condense his internal energy?"

  Li Yuexiang's mind was turbulent, staring blankly at the scattered weeds on her body, as Li Chen got up with a embarrassed expression.

  "Lu... Lu Shixiong is calling me!"

  When all was said and done, Li Chen scratched his head in embarrassment.

  Plop!

  Liu Ziqing was originally physically weak, and at this moment he was struck by his words, his body swayed, fell to the ground, gnashed his teeth, and almost fainted with a pale face.

  "Lu Shixiong!"

  Hearing Liu Ziqing's mournful hum, Yang Binglong, who was carrying a gun in the east courtyard, finally came to his senses. With one hand, he pulled out his long spear and revealed a fierce glint in his eyes.

  "Can't the disciples of Dongyuan lose? It's really better to see once than to hear a hundred times!"

  Chu Zi's cold and clear voice came over, her beautiful eyes swept across Li Chen, and fell on Yang Binglong.

  "Hmm!"

  Yang Binglong's heart was furious, but he suppressed his anger and carried Lu Hongyang to the side to check his injuries.