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  Chapter 31: The Zhao Brothers

  "Don't go!" Nangong Wan stamped her foot, "Yesterday you made me worry for nothing and almost lost my life, today you have to make it up to me!"

  Lin Yi's face was full of helplessness, he had always been most afraid of dealing with women in his past life, and this life was no exception, still unable to escape the clutches. The saint said "Only women and petty people are difficult to raise", it is indeed a famous saying!

  "Tell me, what should I do?" Lin Yi said with a helpless expression.

  Nangong Wan's eyes sparkled as she smiled mischievously, "Let's go watch a fight with me! I love watching people fight the most!"

  Lin Yi rubbed his nose and casually said, "I'll only accompany you for half a day. In the afternoon, I have to go hunt and kill some demons."

  "It's settled then!" Nangong Wan smiled mischievously and skipped out of the door.

  Wufeng Trial Platform, located on a small hill in the center of Wufeng, is where all outer disciples usually engage in sparring matches. All Wufeng disciples hope to defeat their opponents on this trial platform and make a name for themselves.

  At this time, on the trial platform, there were two disciples, one fat and one thin, competing in swordsmanship. Although they were only at the second level of cultivation, they fought extremely fiercely. In the flashing sword shadows, the silhouettes of the two people intersected dozens of times, getting completely drenched in sweat, yet they were equally matched.

  "Come on! Come on!" Nangong Wan squeezed into the crowd and cheered loudly for the people on stage.

  "Do you know him?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

  Nangong Wan shook her head repeatedly, "Don't know him! But he's really handsome!"

  Lin Yi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

  "What a pity! He lost!" Lin Yi shook his head.

  "It's impossible!" Nangong Wan exclaimed excitedly, clapping her hands, "Look, he's about to win!"

  On the stage, the thin man had already forced the fat man to the edge of the trial platform. Just as it seemed that the fat man was about to lose, a cunning sword light suddenly burst out from between the fat man's arms and attacked the thin man.

  The thin man had no choice but to draw his sword and parry, but during this time, the fat man's other hand had already grabbed him and directly threw him down, falling under the stage.

  In the blink of an eye, victory and defeat have been decided.

  Nangong Wan's smile froze on her face, "How... could I lose?! It must be because of your jinx, Lin Yi!"

  Got it! Lin Yi thought he'd better keep his mouth shut, this scapegoat is going to take the blame!

  "Wanwan, Lin Yi, what a coincidence!" A figure suddenly walked over and patted Lin Yi's shoulder, who was none other than He Qiu.

  "What autumn!" Nangong Yu laughed loudly, "This fool, all day long only knows how to cultivate, it's really not easy to see him once, eh? He has actually broken through!"

  He Jiu finally entered the second stage of Refining Realm as well.

  He Qiu rubbed his head, "I'm stupid, I can only work harder!"

  Lin Yi also smiled slightly, "A good heart is hard to come by, it doesn't necessarily mean you can't achieve great things."

  He Qi could only smile wryly, looking stupid and dull-witted.

  The three of them hadn't seen each other in a long time, chatting happily. Lin Yi had been fighting against the demon beasts every day, but it had also been a long time since he felt so relaxed. In this Tian Xuan Sect, and even the entire Da Ming Empire, these two were his only friends.

  "He Qi, come up here!" Suddenly, a voice rang out on the martial arts stage. A lean twenty-year-old man stared straight at He Qi below, his face unkind.

  He Qi looked up and saw this person, his eyes were complex, "Zhao Meng, what do you mean?"

  The man on stage chuckled and said, "Didn't you just break through? Come and fight with me. Whoever loses will kneel down and call the other grandfather. Dare to?"

  He Qiu furrowed her brow.

  Nangong Wan also clenched her small fist, staring at Zhao Meng with hatred, "Zhao Meng, don't be too arrogant!"

  "Stinky girl, mind your own business!" Zhao Meng hooked his finger, still targeting He Qiu, "You coward, dare you?"

  He Qi clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and leaped onto the stage in a few strides, facing Zhao Meng resolutely.

  "Come on, kid!" Zhao Meng laughed and his fist crackled with energy as he swung it at He Qiu, who was in the second stage of refinement.

  He Qiuye was not one to back down from a fight. He took a step back, shifted his body, and launched a punch, using his fists to deflect the attack, opening up with a flurry of punches in response.

  The two men fought fiercely together, for a time it was hard to distinguish between victory and defeat.

  "What grudge do they have?" Lin Yi asked.

  Nangong Wan glared angrily, "This bastard especially likes to bully new disciples, and he particularly likes to bully He Qiu. Last time He Qiu couldn't bear it anymore and fought back, knocking out one of this guy's teeth. He must have been holding a grudge!"

  Lin Yi nodded slightly, so that's how it is. It seems that not only one peak, but also the other four peaks, the new disciples' days are not easy to pass, except for Lin Yi this abnormality.

  Not every new disciple can directly challenge a group of senior disciples!

  The two men were locked in fierce combat, both having sustained some injuries, but it was clear that neither would easily concede defeat.

  Zhao Meng's boxing was very strong and fierce, every move was a ferocious attack. He Qiu's boxing, on the other hand, was well-balanced between offense and defense, not as overbearing, but with more stability.

  "Attack his lower body!" Lin Yi had spotted a weakness in Zhao Meng's boxing technique and reminded him quietly.

  He nodded and attacked again. This time, under Lin Yi's guidance, he no longer focused on Zhao Meng's fierce boxing technique, but instead targeted his lower body, looking for weaknesses.

  The way of fighting is not about focusing on what the enemy is strongest at, but rather where they are weakest, in order to find a weakness.

  He Qiu suddenly grasped an opportunity and kicked out with one foot, heavily kicking Zhao Meng's calf.

  Zhao Meng let out a miserable cry, and the upper plate was instantly emptied. He Qiu took advantage of the situation to throw punch after punch, blasting Zhao Meng's chest and sending him flying directly off the stage, crashing heavily onto the floor below.

  I won!

  He Qiu clenched his fists excitedly, and finally let out a sigh of relief!

  "Wow! That's amazing!" Nangong Yuanyuan jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands wildly, her eyes almost smiling into a line.

  "Kneel down and call me grandpa now, right?"

  Everyone burst out laughing.

  "Hey, Zhao Meng, quickly kneel down and call me grandpa, and also call me auntie, haha..." Nangong Yu said with a big laugh.

  Zhao Meng's face was even uglier than a pig's liver. He was supported by a sturdy man beside him, "Brother, I..."

  The man waved his hand and jumped onto the stage, looking coldly at He Qiu, "Zhao Gang has come to ask for advice!"

  "Zhao Gang!" Nan Gongyan's face changed color.

  The laughter of the crowd gradually subsided, Zhao Gang was obviously in the fourth realm of Lianjing, and he actually dared to challenge He Qiu, who was only in the second realm of Lianjing. This was clearly bullying!

  Lin Yi also looked at him coldly, apparently, Zhao Gang was doing this for revenge for his own brother.

  He Qiu was so frightened that his whole body trembled. It was already extremely difficult for him to defeat Zhao Meng, who had reached the second level of Lian Jing. Fighting against Zhao Gang, who had reached the fourth level of Lian Jing, wasn't this just asking for a beating?!

  "I give up!" He Qiuguo turned around abruptly and walked down from the stage of comparison, which was nothing to be ashamed of.

  "Admit defeat? Am I allowed to admit defeat?" Zhao Gang clenched his fists tightly and suddenly charged forward, directly grabbing towards He Qiu's shoulder.

  He Qiu subconsciously dodged, and with a backhand, he threw a punch. However, the difference in strength between them was too great. He Qiu's fist was easily caught by Zhao Gang, who then violently twisted it!

  "Bring him up!" Zhao Gang roared, and actually dragged He Qiu onto the stage by force, then punched out.

  He Qi raised his arm to block, but Zhao Gang's strength was too great. One punch sent He Qi flying five or six meters away, and his forearm cracked with a loud crack, his wrist already fractured!

  "Brother, kill him!" Zhao Meng angrily shouted.

  "You're just a piece of trash! If you've got the guts, come at me again! You're still not satisfied after being stepped on? Can you even get back up? Hmm?" Zhao Gang's facial muscles twisted in anger as he grabbed He Qiu's collar with one hand and lifted him up, before punching him hard in the face.

  Hei Qiu was dizzy and his eyes were blurred, blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, in front of Zhao Gang, he indeed had no power to fight back.

  "Get out!" Zhao Gang's kick sent He Qiu tumbling several feet away, falling off the testing platform.

  The crowd was silent, although Zhao Gang was indeed too much of a bully, but no one dared to say anything. This Zhao Gang was also a tyrant in Sanfeng, and ordinary outer disciples did not dare to offend him.

  "Ah Qiu!" Nan Gong Wan hastily supported He Qiu, "How is it?"

  He Qi stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his face, "It's nothing, just a minor injury!"

  "Bastard!" Nangong Yu stood up and jumped onto the stage, "Big bastard! How dare you bully my friend? I'll definitely teach you a lesson!"

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