"Wocao, this son of a bitch is so arrogant. The real disciples are all rubbish. He is only a martial artist of three grades. He dare to say such a thing."
"I just thought that senior brother Murray's wupinjing bullied him a little bit. But now it seems that, hum, it's time for some people to see their position clearly. When a beggar wears a yellow robe, it can only be a beggar, not an emperor."
"Come on, senior brother Murray. Teach this kid a lesson!"
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The disciples under the stage shouted that their anger had been aroused to the extreme. If it wasn't for the sect's written regulations that they were not allowed to disturb the fighting on the stage, they might have rushed up together to fight ye Ziheng.
On the stage of martial arts competition, for ye Ziheng, who suddenly uttered wild words, Murray was also stunned.
Although he and ye Ziheng don't know each other, or even just know each other, from the "great willpower" he scolded ye Ziheng for three hours at the bottom of the refining hall, ye Ziheng can still stay on top of them, she is definitely not the kind of person who will ignite fire for herself and arouse others' anger for no reason.
Is all this in the plan of the patriarch?
This is the last thought left in his mind. Indeed, if the patriarch asked ye Ziheng to cooperate with him to arouse the anger of his disciples, it would make sense to explain everything. But why did the patriarch do this? Once again, Murray was confused.
Just as he kept thinking about the real intention of the patriarch's actions here, ye Ziheng on one side also made a mockery of tianxingmen disciples. He was confident that for a long time after today, tianxingmen disciples would regard him as a passer-by mouse, only cursing at the sight of him, and there would be no less people coming to challenge.
"Let's continue our fight."
Ye Ziheng is not shouting with his disciples. Instead, he turns to face Murray. His face becomes a little serious.
This is the first battle after he came to tianxingmen. Although he and Murray's cultivation are two different realms, it is basically impossible to win, but ye Ziheng still wants to try.
When he was in the ghost house, he and the corpse puppet's accomplishments were two different realms. But they won in the end. No, compared with that time, ye Ziheng now has to prepare a lot of magic weapons. It's not impossible to win Murray.
Murray looked at ye Ziheng, who was fighting, and thought for a while.
"My cultivation is two great realms higher than you. It's really unfair for you to fight like this. So, let's fight first. I'll give you 20 moves."
When ye Ziheng heard this, he was stunned at first, and then a smile appeared on his face.
It is the so-called Cheap Bastard. In the face of such enemies who are much stronger than themselves, ye Ziheng naturally takes as much advantage as he can, and will never let go of any opportunity to take advantage.
So ye Ziheng smiled.
"Then I'm not polite."
As soon as the voice came down, the black iron stick in his hand was directly knocking at Murray's skull.
Obviously, Murray did not expect that ye Ziheng would attack suddenly, so he had to raise his hand in a hurry to protect his head.
Then all I heard was "bang!" With a sound, the black iron staff fell heavily on Murie's arm.