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Ouyang Yaojuan had a cold and indifferent nature, wholeheartedly pursuing martial arts. She rarely cared about what happened in the outside world.

As for Pang's provocation towards Ling Yan, in her opinion, as long as Ling Yan did not make the first move, nothing would happen to him as long as the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's rules were in place. After the meal, he picked up his Cold Light Sword and indifferently walked out of the cafeteria.

After Ouyang Yaojuan left, the dining hall suddenly became quite empty. A large portion of the young martial artists also left the dining hall, and a small group of young martial artists stood inside the dining hall, watching Pang Qiang and Ling Yan.

Among them, in an inconspicuous part of the cafeteria, the Senior Brother Hua Shuo was also there.

"Big Bro, those guys from the Sword Arts Department are actually bullying someone from our department. Should we go up and stop them?" Hua Shuo seemed to not like the way the other subjects treated him, and hurriedly opened his mouth to speak.

"Have you forgotten? How could Ling Yan let you make a fool of yourself in public?" The battalion glanced at Hua Shuo indifferently and said.

However, if it was Ling Yan who was doing it, then he wanted to destroy Ling Yan's prestige. Since there were disciples from other subjects who were looking for trouble with Ling Yan, then it couldn't be any better, not to mention that it was a person with a small reputation in Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

Pang Qiang was one of the 88 generals of the Thousand Military Array, one of the 108 generals of Crimson Nimbus Guild. He was at the early Fourth Stage of the Common Birth Stage, and if Ling Yan dared to make a move, he would be asking for trouble.

Hearing these words, Hua Shuo's eyes immediately flashed with resentment, and nodded his head, saying: "That's right, this kid is too arrogant. Letting the Sword Arts Department's people suppress him would be good as well!"

As the words left his mouth, after Ling Yan had sorted out his thoughts, his expression also turned cold. His impression of Ouyang Yaojuan had instantly dropped by a large margin.

Ouyang Chao was not a good person. His sister, Ouyang Yaojuan, was also a trash. She had only rejected her invitation and had already sent people to make trouble for him. Ling Yan's heart turned cold.

Ling Yan was very clear about the rules of Crimson Nimbus Martial School. He knew that as long as he didn't take the initiative to attack, senior students would not be able to deal with him.

Since Pang was unable to deal with him by force, then if he only relied on his mouth, Ling Yan's lips curled up, revealing a faint smile. After being together with Pu Dong for so long, he couldn't help but get infected with Pudong's habits.

"Kid, what are you laughing about!" Pang Qiang felt that Ling Yan's smile was a little strange, so he coldly spoke as he raised his eyebrows.

"Wow, Senior-apprentice Brother Jian, that silver sword in your hand is quite impressive. It must be a treasure weapon. Let me guess Senior-apprentice Brother Jian, you must know a powerful sword skill – the Drunken Sword, right?!" Ling Yan suddenly pretended to be excited and jumped up, his eyes shining as he stared at the silver sword in Pang Qiang's hand, and said with envy.

Pang Qiang glanced at Ling Yan in shock. Why did this brat's personality suddenly change? Furthermore, how did he know that he had learned the Drunken Sword?

The silver sword in his hand was a medium-grade human-step treasure, worth thirty to twenty thousand silver taels. Judging from Ling Yan's clothing, he probably wouldn't be able to afford a treasure even if he sold everything he had.

Did Ling Yan admit his mistake? Hey, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you go. Pang forced a smile on his face.

"Hehe, kid, your eyes aren't bad after all. You can even guess the martial skills I've learned, but unfortunately …"

"Oh ~ So it's like this ~" Ling Yan opened his mouth, interrupting Pang Qiang. He then smirked as his next words were like a torrential rain, falling towards Pang Qiang's face.

"Oh, there are so many weapons in the South China Sea, if you don't learn them, you will learn the sword; if you don't learn the sword, you will learn the sword; if you don't learn the next sword style, you will learn the drunk sword; if you don't learn the iron sword, you will learn the silver sword!" Finally, you've mastered martial arts: the Drunken Silver Sword! Finally, he reached the realm of one with the sword – Sword Person! Really congratulations, you slut senior brother! "

Pang was stupefied.