Most of the people present sent their younger generation to sign up to pass the test and become Holy Flame Sect disciples. To them, Bai Zeyu was in charge of life and death. The rest of the people, the students of the Holy Flame Sect, were very envious of Bai Zeyu, and Bai Zeyu's current cultivation was also the most powerful among them.
Such a remark would undoubtedly slap Bai Zeyu in the face in public!
Not surprisingly, Bai Zeyu was furious and shouted in a cold voice, "Who? Stand up for me!" The next second, bai zeyu saw the face that he remembered so deeply.
Chu Nan walked out of the crowd step by step. With each step, Bai Zeyu's heart beat violently. Chu Nan said faintly, "My surname is chu too. I only have a southern name!"
"Chu Nan!"
Bai Zeyu exclaimed and immediately shouted, "Aren't you dead? Why are you still alive? No way, you're dead, you can't be alive..." Bai zeyu roared, and those images came back to his mind again, the ones that startled him.
"The agreement three years ago is still there. You're not dead yet. How can I die?" Chu Nan smiled and continued, "Aren't you disappointed that I'm not dead? Are you scared to see me alive?"
Chu Nan once again said, "You're afraid." Like a sharp knife, he cut through the defense that Bai Zeyu had built over the past three years and stabbed him in the most painful spot. Bai Zeyu suddenly thought of his own cultivation and stared at it again, wanting to see what Chu Nan's cultivation was. However, Chu Nan used" the art of collecting breath."
In this regard, Bai Zeyu had no other ideas, because more than three years ago, Chu Nan also could not see a bit of cultivation. Reflexively, Bai Zeyu thought that Chu Nan was still Chu Nan three years ago.
As a result, Bai Zeyu's panic was gone, and he was not afraid. He only smiled coldly and said, "Afraid? What's so scary about me? So what if you're not dead? I am now a mid-level martial lord, and you are still that useless, useless piece of trash!"
Chu Nan ignored him and turned to look at Chu Zeyu, "Do you want to give him a good beating?"
"Yes!" Chu Zeyu ignored his father's dissuasion and said it outright. After that, he said to his father, "Father, we should have bent when we should have. But if we were to change our names, I would rather die than bend over. Otherwise, how would we meet our Chu family ancestors?" Chu Zeyu's father sighed and stopped talking, but he kept his eyes on his son.
Chu Nan continued to ask, "Do you want to trample him on the ground and insult him wantonly? To avenge what happened just now?"
"Yes!"
...
On the other hand, when bai zeyu saw that Chu Nan hadn't dumped him, he was very upset and said, "You're not here to sign up for the test, are you? You want to be a disciple of the Holy Flame Sect?"
Without waiting for Chu Nan to answer, Bai Zeyu added, "If you want to be a Holy Flame Sect disciple, there is a great chance. As long as you change your surname and follow my surname, chu. As long as you kneel down and beg me, I will give you a chance to become a Holy Flame Sect disciple. What do you say?"
"Hahaha..." Bai Zeyu laughed wildly, as if he was venting his anger from three years ago. "Trash, beg me, beg me on your knees. If you knock a few more heads, I might teach you two moves..."
The Holy Flame Sect disciples did not understand why their senior brother bai became so excited all of a sudden. Chu Nan said faintly, "I was going to let you live, but you yourself have blocked the way to live."
"Let me live? Hahaha... Trash, on your own?"
Bai Zeyu laughed wildly, and Chu Nan said to Chu Zeyu, "Go up, hit him as you want, and step wherever you want!"
Chu Zeyu rushed up without any doubt, because when he was answering Chu Nan's question just now, Chu Nan had given him enough life force. The pain that Chu Zeyu had just been hit by bai zeyu completely disappeared.
In this way, Chu Zeyu naturally regarded Chu Nan as a heavenly being and shouted, "Bai, I want you to pay the price!"
Bai Zeyu ignored Chu Zeyu and said to Chu Nan, "Trash, since you want to die, then I will do it for you! Let me tell you, you didn't die three years ago, but you will die today. No one can save you, not even your father can come, because your father will only die if he comes!"
After that, bai zeyu stared at Chu Zeyu and said, "What a joke! An ant! How dare you be so arrogant in front of me! Go to hell!" Bai Zeyu once again used his "Fiery fist."
This time, the "Fiery fist" was ten times more powerful. The purple True Fire condensed into a huge fist and hit Chu Zeyu's chest. Bai Zeyu's plan was to punch through Chu Zeyu's chest, then take Chu Zeyu's body, and then punch through Chu Nan's chest.
The two of them were getting closer and closer. Chu Zeyu had already felt the burning pain of the True Fire and seemed to burn him to ashes. He could not help but feel a little worried. But when he saw the arrogant Bai Zeyu, Chu Zeyu decided to fight with him regardless, and also raised his fist and threw it at Bai Zeyu. On his fist, the flames were extremely weak.
Seeing this scene, the people around him couldn't help but laugh. Chu Zeyu's father was ready to rush up and die for his son, but he couldn't take a step at all. He couldn't even speak. Chu Zeyu's father was shocked, and his intuition caused this result. It had something to do with the person next to him called Chu Nan. He looked at Chu Nan with awe and relief.
"Trash, go to hell!"
Bai zeyu shouted, his fists collided, and then a figure was sent flying, slamming heavily on the ground, with a "Bang" sound!
Everyone who was about to see chu zeyu laugh suddenly froze in their faces and then exclaimed in disbelief. It turned out that the one who was thrown away was not Chu Zeyu, but their genius senior brother, Bai Zeyu!
"Oh my god, senior brother bai was defeated. How is this possible?"
"That's not true!"
"Are my eyes dazzled?"
...
Chu Zeyu was also shocked by the screams. He felt a sudden coolness coming from his body, and then a huge force came out of his body. Then, the senior that he had called before, who had insulted him, flew out.
After the shock, there was ecstasy.
Chu Zeyu punched again and rushed up...
Bai Zeyu, who was covered in dust, sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul. He kept saying, "Impossible. How could I be knocked down by a small ant? I trained to be a True Fire. I..."
As she thought about it, a voice rang in her ear, "Are you afraid now?"