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The next morning, Nie Feng went to Wan An Martial Arts School as usual.

As soon as he entered the dojo, Nie Feng immediately felt that the atmosphere wasn't right. The disciples of the dojo in the front courtyard were all dispirited and didn't have the usual vigor of hard work. There were still people whispering in the corner.

The small training field in the backyard was where the direct disciples trained. There weren't many people here, and Zhang Mo, Wan Yunfang, and the others weren't there. There were only five or six disciples, so the atmosphere in the courtyard was pretty much the same.

A shout filled with surprise came from beside Nie Feng, startling everyone in the backyard.

The one who called Nie Feng was none other than Chen Kai. He hurriedly ran over and said, "You're finally back!"

"It's really Senior Brother Nie!"

Nie Feng was completely confused.

In Wan An Martial Arts School, besides Chen Kai, his relationship with other disciples was quite average. In fact, he would nod whenever he saw one, but he had never been so enthusiastic before.

Nie Feng couldn't help asking, "What happened?"

Chen Kai forced out a smile and said, "Yesterday, someone from the Rising Sun Martial School came to challenge our school and beat up our eldest senior brother and two senior brothers …"

It turned out that yesterday morning, five disciples of Chao Yang Martial Arts School came to challenge the head disciple, Zhang Mo. In the end, Wan An Martial School suffered three defeats!

The Zhaoyang Martial Arts School and the Wan An Martial Arts School were on the same street, only a hundred steps apart. The two schools were rivals for many years, but since their strengths were similar, they couldn't do anything to each other.

The disciples of both sides came to challenge the school. In the past, it had happened many times, but this time they lost miserably. Zhang Mo was defeated in ten moves and his right arm was fractured. The other two disciples also suffered heavy injuries.

Even though there were five disciples from the Rising Sun Martial School, only one disciple had come to challenge them!

"That disciple of the morning sun is called Ji Xinghua …"

Chen Kai said, "Senior Black Iron Warriors, I wonder where you came from. Your palm techniques are very powerful!"

Zhang Mo lost very humiliatingly. Other than the first attack, he was completely suppressed by Ji Xinghua. He could only defend and not fight back. In the end, the opponent's palm landed on his right arm and knocked him down.

They're still in bed.

As for the other two disciples, one of them had withstood two strikes while the other had barely endured three strikes.

"When they left, they said that they would come again today to seek further guidance!" Chen Kai said with hatred.

This wasn't just a slap to the face, but a slap to the left and right.

Nie Feng finally understood why the atmosphere in the dojo was so stifling. He couldn't help feeling angry in his heart.

He had gone too far!

Nie Feng asked in a deep voice, "What about Master?"

Since he had been humiliated, Wan Shangzhi couldn't possibly remain silent, right?

A disciple bitterly smiled and said, "Master went out to go to Dongning City the night before yesterday. It will take him at least four to five days to come back."

East Peace City was another barbarian city that was more than five hundred miles away from Southcloud City. It was built even earlier than Southcloud City, and its population and scale far exceeded that of Southcloud City.

The people of Chao Yang Martial Arts School chose a good time to come and challenge the school. They probably knew that Wan Shangzhi was not around, which was why they dared to act so brazenly. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so arrogant!

Even the Chief Disciple Zhang Mo was unable to withstand ten moves from his opponent. Even if Wan Shangzhi came back, it would still be difficult to get justice for him.

He couldn't possibly bully the weak and deal with Ji Xinghua, right? The head of the Chao Yang sect would definitely not agree!

Nie Feng asked again, "Who knows where that Ji Xinghua came from?"

Chen Kai answered, "I asked around yesterday. Ji Xinghua joined Zhaoyang Martial Arts School two months ago, and it is said that his martial arts talent is even higher than the head disciple of Zou Hongyun. He is highly regarded by the head of Zhaoyang Martial Arts School."

Pausing for a moment, he then added, "Ji Xinghua is most likely a disciple who has been trained by the Zhaoyang Martial Arts School to participate in the Stellar Platform Martial Arts Competition!"

The Stellar Platform Martial Arts Competition!

Nie Feng nodded as he made a basic guess.

He decisively said, "I know. If he comes knocking again, I will be the one to fight him!"

Although Nie Feng didn't have a strong sense of honor for Wan An Martial Arts School, and was even more disgusted by Zhang Mo, who had suffered a great loss, he still couldn't tolerate the people from Zhaoyang Martial Arts School being so arrogant!

Hearing Nie Feng's resolute and decisive reply, several disciples revealed excited expressions on their faces.

Everyone felt aggrieved when they were kicked out of the building. Their helplessness could only be endured. The only one who could take justice for everyone now was probably Nie Feng.

Even though Nie Feng was still a Basic Black Iron Warrior, everyone could clearly see his strength. Moreover, Wan Shangzhi had given the secret pavilion to Nie Feng to cultivate. Therefore, he had treated Nie Feng as a seed to be nurtured.

Nie Feng definitely had the strength to fight Ji Xinghua!

"Oh no!"

At this time, an apprentice rushed to the back yard and shouted with a head full of sweat, "The people from Chao Yang Martial Arts School are here to challenge the school again!"

They really did say something, and everyone was immediately shocked!

Without hesitation, Nie Feng said, "Let's go!"

He was the first to return to the front courtyard. Chen Kai and the other disciples followed behind him. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Arriving at the front yard, the scene in front of his eyes made Nie Feng furious!

Six or seven martial arts students were lying on the ground in a mess, moaning in pain from time to time. This included Wang Zhuo, the grandson of the gatekeeper, who was bleeding from his nose and crying until his eyes were watery.

More than ten other apprentices of the dojo were scattered around, all of them looking angry but not daring to speak a word.

Their hateful gazes were aimed at the three young men standing in the center of the front courtyard.

The most eye-catching person was undoubtedly the white-clothed youth in the middle. He was around eighteen or nineteen years old, had sharp eyebrows and handsome eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back, and an indescribable arrogance could be seen on his face.

Ji Xinghua!

A name that Nie Feng just heard popped up in his mind.

The youth in white scoffed, "Is there only trash like you left in Wan An Martial Arts School?"

"I want to ask, who dares to fight against me, Ji Xinghua!"

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