Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 8

Obviously, the slap on Xiao Yun'er's face was done by Zhou Chong, and this slap was not only on Xiao Yun'er, but also on Ning Heng, which was humiliating Ning Heng.

"Zhou Chong, after all, you are also the chief disciple of the Golden Crow School. Treating my maid like this is a bit too much." Ning Heng walked up quickly, blocked Xiao Yun'er behind him, and confronted Zhou Chong tit for tat.

Xiao Yun'er hid behind Ning Heng, pulled Ning Heng's clothes timidly, and said in a low voice: "Young Sect Master, don't be impulsive."

Hearing this, Ning Heng felt quite complicated. Even if Xiao Yuner was wronged and slapped by Zhou Chong, she would not want to conflict with Zhou Chong, for fear that she would suffer a disadvantage. But the more so, the more Ning Heng felt The more it is not the taste.

Zhou Chong snorted, and said, "It's just a maid, so if you hit me, you'll hit me, but you, Ning Heng, are so brave that you dare to hurt my Zhou Chong."

Hearing this, Ning Heng turned his head and glanced at the young disciple with a bruised nose and a swollen face. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "It's just an ordinary disciple with a fourth-fold opening of the pulse. My Golden Crow Sect has a lot of people like this. If you beat them, you will beat them." , but you, Zhou Chong, dare to do something to my maid? Do you really think you can dominate the Golden Crow School?"

Zhou Chong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ning Heng to use what he said in a blink of an eye to fight back against him, and he didn't expect Ning Heng's attitude to be so tough. His reason was that as long as he stepped forward, Ning Heng would definitely back down.

The young disciple who was beaten didn't expect Ning Heng to be so tough in front of Zhou Chong, he was very puzzled, but then he sneered in his heart, no matter how tough you Ning Heng is, you can only suffer in front of Zhou Chong.

Sure enough, Zhou Chong's expression darkened immediately, and he grabbed Ning Heng with one hand.

As soon as Ning Heng stepped back, he immediately avoided Zhou Chong's grasping palm, and did not confront Zhou Chong head-on.

After all, Zhou Chong is the eldest disciple of the Golden Crow Sect. His cultivation has already reached the state of gathering, and his strength is very tyrannical. Ning Heng has only improved his physique now, and his cultivation is far behind Zhou Chong. If there is a real confrontation, he will Definitely not Zhou Chong's opponent.

"How long will you be able to hide?" Zhou Chong grinned, and in the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Ning Heng.

Ning Heng frowned, and while continuing to retreat, he punched Zhou Chong.

boom!
This punch was easily blocked by Zhou Chong, but Ning Heng himself staggered, his right arm was sore and numb, and he almost lost consciousness.

On the other hand, Zhou Chong had an understatement on his face, as if he hadn't used all his strength in this punch.

"Hmph! No wonder you can hurt people with your hands. It turns out that your physique has become stronger. It seems that you have taken some kind of elixir, but even if you are different from before, you are still a waste. Even if you are in the first stage of opening the pulse Shall I do it?" Zhou Chong sneered with contempt on his face.

Ning Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't refute anything. With his current strength, it was indeed impossible to compete with Zhou Chong.

Seeing that Ning Heng didn't speak, Zhou Chong punched Ning Heng again, but saw a person coming directly from outside the courtyard, and in an instant, he came in front of Ning Heng, and knocked Zhou Chong away with a palm.

"You bastard!" It was Chen Ping who came, and he roared at Zhou Chong.

When Zhou Chong saw Chen Ping, he immediately became honest, and hurriedly bowed his hands to Chen Ping to salute.

Chen Ping looked back at Ning Heng, and asked with some concern: "Is there no injury?"

Ning Heng shook his head and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Now that Chen Ping is here, it is impossible for Zhou Chong to play tricks here again.

Seeing that Ning Heng was fine, Chen Ping also let out a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Ning Heng would do something wrong, and he was ashamed of Ning Heng's father, Ning Xundao.

"Zhou Chong! Who gave you the guts to attack the Young Sect Master?" Chen Ping shouted angrily.

Although Zhou Chong said with a respectful expression, he didn't care about Chen Ping's questioning from the bottom of his heart, and said calmly, "I hope Elder Chen will not blame you for being impulsive."

Seeing Zhou Chong's indifferent expression, Chen Ping was even more annoyed, but also a little helpless.

Although Chen Ping is an elder, Zhou Chong's status is also extraordinary. He is the eldest disciple of the Golden Crow Sect, and he is also the top three arrogance of the younger generation of the Golden Crow Sect. Even if it is Chen Ping, it is impossible to deal with Zhou Chong at will.

What's more, Chen Ping's situation is similar to Ning Heng's now, because he doesn't agree with Lu Zhengtian taking over as the head teacher, so he has been excluded, which is considered a loss of power.

Because of this, although Zhou Chong said he was respectful on the surface, he didn't pay much attention to the elder Chen Ping in his heart.

"The old man told you Zhou Chong, as long as I, Chen Ping, remain in the Golden Wuzong for a day, no one can touch Ning Heng, get out of here." Chen Ping sternly shouted.

Zhou Chong curled his lips, looked at Ning Heng, and grinned coldly: "You won't be so lucky next time."

After speaking, Zhou Chong left the place with the beaten young disciple.

Chen Ping looked at Ning Heng with a gloomy face and a very complicated expression. He wanted to say something, but in the end he could only shake his head and sigh.

"This place has become a place of right and wrong for you, so leave early, and I will make arrangements for you," Chen Ping said.

Ning Heng shook his head: "I want to stay here. If the new headmaster doesn't succeed for a day, I still have a chance."

Chen Ping was startled, and said in astonishment: "What are you going to do?"

Ning Heng said: "Naturally, we want to compete for the position of head teacher."

When Chen Ping heard this, his face was full of surprise, and at the same time he felt a little ridiculous. Did he think that Ning Heng had been stimulated too much these days and was thinking wildly?

Want to compete with Lu Zhengtian for the position of head teacher?Is this what you Ning Heng should do?There is no chance of success at all.

Chen Ping had weird eyes, and wanted to persuade Ning Heng to give up this unrealistic and absurd idea, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything. In his opinion, maybe it was just Ning Heng's inner unwillingness, so he said that. It is impossible to really compete with Lu Zhengtian for the position of head teacher.

"You have just recovered from your injury, you still need to rest well. If someone makes things difficult for you, I will help you." Chen Ping patted Ning Heng's shoulder lightly and said.

Ning Heng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Elder, there is one more thing, Xiao Yun'er's face is seriously injured, I hope Elder can get some wound medicine for her."

Chen Ping glanced at Xiao Yun'er, hummed and left.

Ning Heng looked at Xiao Yun'er's face, and the slap marks would not disappear for a while. After all, Zhou Chong was a martial artist in the conglomeration realm, with great strength. Obviously, this slap was just casual and didn't use much Strength, otherwise, Xiao Yun'er would be directly beaten to death.

"Young Sect Master, do you want to compete for the position of head?" Xiao Yun'er asked softly.

Ning Heng smiled: "Of course, if we don't fight, there will be no room for us in the Golden Crow Sect."

Xiao Yun'er nodded heavily: "Young Sect Master will definitely be able to do it!"

Ning Heng didn't say much, went back to the house and closed the door tightly, and then took out a pill.

"The potency of the middle-ranked quenching pill should be within my tolerance, I hope so." Ning Heng looked at the jade-like pill in his hand and swallowed it directly.

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