Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 86 Challenge Qiu Xian
At the stairs, the two guards had heard Fei Changlin's words, so they let Feng Ting and Xin Han go up.

Qiu Xian glanced at Fei Changlin and followed him to the second floor.

Of course Fei Changlin would not stop Qiu Xian, because Qiu Xian has been studying in Guangling College for three years and is already qualified to enter the second floor.

Feng Ting and Xin Han arrived on the second floor, and found that there were actually as many books on the second floor as on the first floor, but it looked newer. Of course, there were fewer people reading the books, and most of them were sitting and reading.

Xin Han started to read, while Feng Ting continued to wander.

Qiu Xian was watching from a distance, as if he would pounce on Feng Ting at any moment.

Feng Ting couldn't help frowning, this Qiu Xian was really disgusting.

One morning passed, and Feng Ting didn't go back to Guangling Garden to practice because of Qiu Xian's existence. At noon, he took Xin Han to eat, and continued to go to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion in the afternoon.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, Qiu Xian did not appear again.

But in the evening, Qiu Xian appeared on the second floor with a handsome face again.

Feng Ting smelled the disgusting smell of incense again, and he suddenly remembered what it was.

Xin Han also saw Qiu Xian, so she came to Feng Ting's side, went downstairs with Feng Ting, and was about to leave.

But Qiu Xian immediately followed downstairs.

When Feng Ting and Xin Han stepped down the stairs, Feng Ting turned around suddenly, looked at Qiu Xian on the stairs, and said casually: "Qiu Xian, I want to discuss with you."

Because Qiu Xian was on the stairs, and Feng Ting's voice was relatively loud, and the surrounding was quiet, all of them immediately attracted almost everyone downstairs.

Even the people upstairs heard it.

In the past few days, everyone has understood that this Feng Ting is just a martial arts practitioner, and he is already a middle-level Douwang, and he has never almost become a spiritual practitioner in this life.

But at this moment, he wants to compete with Qiu Xian!

"Okay!" Qiu Xian's answer was extremely straightforward, with joy in his eyes.

Afraid that Feng Ting would regret it, he immediately added: "I'll go to the Lingwu Hall to file with the academicians and arrange a date for the sparring."

Feng Ting nodded slightly and said, "If you lose, leave Guangling Academy."

"Okay!" Qiu Xian smiled immediately: "But if you lose, what will you lose to me?"

Feng Ting smiled and said, "I'm leaving Guangling Academy."

"Okay!" Qiu Xian agreed immediately.

People upstairs and downstairs heard the bet between the two of them, and they all understood that Feng Ting was trying to protect Xin Han.

Many people also knew about Qiu Xian's problems, but they still felt that this young man named Feng Ting was a little too brainless.

A mid-level Fighting King challenged a high-level Huaren, this is no longer looking for abuse, but looking for death!

Even Qiu Peng, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, smiled coldly.

Fei Changlin, who was sitting on the chair, also stood up. Looking at Feng Ting's back, he shook his head helplessly.

Feng Ting completely ignored everyone, but said to Qiu Xian, "I don't want to see you again before the sparring."

Qiu Xian frowned: "Feng Ting, I'll arrange a sparring session as soon as possible. When you leave Guangling Academy, you will naturally not be eligible to see me again."

Feng Ting looked at Qiu Xian indifferently: "I hope your dreams come true."

"I hope this is not the last nightmare in your life." Qiu Xian looked at Feng Ting proudly.

Feng Ting smiled boredly, turned around and left, Xin Han immediately followed.

Everyone looked at Feng Ting, puzzled.

Even if you go to the Spirit Martial Hall to compete, there may be no danger to your life under the supervision of a responsible academician.But injury and disability are also common things.

Could it be that this young man thinks that he is too healthy and insists on having some disabilities for the rest of his life?

Under everyone's attention, Feng Ting and Xin Han walked out of the Library Pavilion and walked towards the gate.

Looking back at Qiu Xian, he also walked towards the gate, as if he didn't feel ashamed at all.

Academician Fei Changlin gave Qiu Xian a disdainful look, and then continued to study.

Qiu Peng came out from the crowd and quietly followed Qiu Xian.

When the two arrived outside the Zangshu Pavilion, Qiu Peng said in a low voice: "Cousin, Feng Ting is a bit weird, so we must guard against it."

"No matter how weird a martial artist is, how much trouble can he cause?" Qiu Xian said disdainfully.

After a short pause, Qiu Peng said, "My cousin is right."

"It's just that there are too many people who want to compete in the Lingwu Hall, and I don't know when it will be scheduled. I'll think of a way to see if I can get rid of that kid earlier."

As Qiu Xian spoke, he walked towards the Lingwu Hall.

Guangling College has a regulation that any student is not allowed to fight privately. If they find private fighting, they will be expelled from the college, and those who are serious will be sent to the City Lord's Mansion, disqualified from participating in the Tianshu Conference.

If the two sides intend to exchange ideas, they can go to Lingwu Hall.

There are special academicians arranging the exchange of ideas, and there are academicians watching, so there will be no fatalities.

Qiu Peng looked at Qiu Xian's back, his eyes gradually became indifferent, revealing the color of boredom.

He looked back into the distance, and the figures of Feng Ting and Xin Han had disappeared.A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, as if he had seen Feng Ting's death.

Feng Ting and Xin Han walked out of the side entrance of Guangling College as usual.

This side door is separated from Guangling Garden by a road, and the two of them crossed the mainland and walked into Guangling Garden.

Xin Han suddenly said in a low voice: "Junior Brother, I have caused you trouble again."

"It's not troublesome." Feng Ting replied casually.

"Junior Brother, you..." Xin Han changed his words, and said, "If Junior Brother loses, I will leave here with you too."

When Feng Ting heard this, he laughed immediately: "If that's the case, I've killed you."

"The big deal is to learn from my younger brother." Xin Han said with a smile.

"Senior Sister Xin, I don't have anything worth learning here." Although Feng Ting had a lot to teach Xin Han, he didn't have that patience.

When the two returned to Guangling Garden, neither of them said anything about the discussion with Qiu Xian. As usual, they chatted for a while and then went back to rest.

Of course Feng Ting would not take a break. After a day's delay, he would continue to practice Yizi Bengquan, and he did not forget to use the Haihuangding and Quanding to refine the panacea.

In the middle of the night, he took the alienated white elephant out of the interspatial ring, bled some blood, and cleansed his body once.

The next day, Feng Ting and Xin Han walked into the library, and found that there were obviously more people on the first floor than usual.

And when these people saw them coming in, they couldn't help but look at them.

Feng Ting pretended not to see it, Xin Han remained quiet as usual, and the two went up to the second floor.

There were more people who found the second floor than yesterday, and they all looked at the two intentionally or unintentionally.

But what made Feng Ting and Xin Han happy was that Qiu Xian was not around.

In the evening, Feng Ting and Xin Han walked out of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and saw Qiu Xian waiting not far away, with an unrestrained appearance, as if he was the strongest student in Guangling College.

Beside him, the white and clean Qiu Peng quietly accompanied him, and there was a mocking arrogance in his eyes.

The two soon arrived in front of Feng Ting and Xin Han, and Qiu Xian said, "Feng Ting, I'll see you at the Lingwu Hall at this time two days later."

"Okay." Feng Ting was very casual.

"Be there or leave." Although Qiu Xian was talking to Feng Ting, his eyes were on Xin Han.

Xin Han lowered his head slightly, not looking at Qiu Xian.

Feng Ting turned around, Xin Han followed suit, and the two walked towards the side entrance of Guangling Garden.

Qiu Xian and Qiu Peng looked at Feng Ting and Xin Han. Although one was cold and proud, and the other was chic and arrogant, they had some similar auras.

Students passing by saw these two people, some came to say hello, and some hid away from a distance.

Everyone now knows that Qiu Xian, who is a high-ranking swordsman, wants to compete with a young martial artist. This kind of competition of relying on the strong and bullying the weak makes some people dislike Qiu Xian even more.

Feng Ting and Xin Han returned to the No. [-] courtyard of Guangling Garden, and Ding Chundong immediately came to greet them.

Feng Ting wanted to go back to the room directly, but Ding Chundong said that everyone was waiting in the lobby and asked Feng Ting to go over.

Feng Ting and Xin Han walked into the hall and saw Li Yuan, Hua Fenfei and Chu Zhongqiu were there.

"Junior Brother, you're back." Li Yuan's face was obviously a little worried.

"Senior Brother Li Yuan, have you heard any news?" Feng Ting sat down casually.

"Yes, I heard that you are going to compete with Qiu Xian." Li Yuan said.

"Yes."

"Junior brother, I heard that he is a member of the Qiu family, one of the five major families in Tianshu City, and I also heard that he is a high-level Huaren."

Feng Ting smiled and said, "Brother Li Yuan, how did you get this news?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly, and said: "Bai Shuo came here today, and he told me that my junior brother got into trouble. He also said that my junior brother will not have a good few days."

Feng Ting laughed and said, "He came here to disgust you on purpose."

Li Yuan said: "Junior brother, is it true that the martial arts competition between you and Qiu Xian is fake?"

"Not false."

"Then you still say that Bai Shuo deliberately disgusted me?" Li Yuan said helplessly.

"I don't want you to worry, but he insists on letting you know, isn't he just trying to make you restless all night?" Feng Ting said casually.

Hearing what Feng Ting said, Li Yuan couldn't help looking at Xin Han who was beside Feng Ting.

Xin Han said in a low voice, "Junior brother won't let me speak."

When Li Yuan heard this, he turned to look at Hua Fenfei. He hoped that Hua Fenfei could say a few words.

Feng Ting didn't wait for Hua Fenfei to speak, and said directly: "Two days later in the evening, Qiu Xian and I will compete in the Lingwu Hall, which is irreversible."

Hua Fenfei was blocked in what she wanted to say, so she could only ask: "Junior brother, you have fought with Bai Shuo and his follower Yu Zhanyan before, you should be sure of victory, right?"

Feng Ting shook his head: "In the martial arts competition in the Lingwu Hall, you can't use special methods, you can only rely on brute force. Does Senior Sister Hua think I can be sure?"

Chu Zhongqiu immediately said: "That guy named Yu Zhanyan is a high-level Huaren. You have fought against him twice, and you haven't lost. Why are you not sure about facing a high-level Huaren again?"

"Because it wasn't a one-on-one contest, but a fight to the death. And I just didn't get hurt by them, but I didn't win them. According to the rules of Lingwu Hall, if there is a tie, the team with the stronger attack will win." Feng Ting explained.

"In this case, why do you still want to compete with Qiu Xian?" Chu Zhongqiu asked in confusion.

Without waiting for Feng Ting to speak, Xin Han explained: "The younger brother is for me."

"For you?" Chu Zhongqiu looked at Xin Han.

(End of this chapter)