Ye Ziheng came to the outside of the weapon refining hall. At this time, nearly a hundred disciples gathered here to see the excitement. All of them stood behind Mu lie and looked at ye Ziheng with sarcasm. They seemed to despise ye Ziheng.

However, the one who came to challenge himself had a trace of awe on his face.

"Ye Ziheng, I want to challenge you!"

Ye Ziheng looks at Mu lie, who is fighting against him.

Mu lie is one meter nine meters and nearly two meters tall, which is a section higher than ye Ziheng. He has a big body and a rough voice. Unfortunately, there is no sign of a man on his chin, and it should be thick and round. That would be perfect.

"Is it here?"

Ye Ziheng looked around at the crowd with bad eyes. He was afraid. If Mu lie beat himself down, would a group of people rush to and fro, kick a few feet on themselves, and then one carelessly, a generation of Tianjiao died of stampede, that would be too cowardly.

Murray looked around and thought for a moment.

"Well, let's go to the martial arts training hall."

With that, he led ye Ziheng to practice martial arts hall in front of him.

And those disciples who are not afraid of watching the fun go along with them.

A few minutes later, Murray and ye Ziheng went to the martial arts training hall and went to the martial arts competition stage. The audience was full of disciples who came to join in the fun. There were more than 200 people downstairs in the weapon refining hall before.

Murie looked at ye Ziheng and didn't fight directly, but cried out.

"Ye Ziheng, I challenge you, do you accept it?"

Ye Ziheng looked at him, but he said with a face of indifference.

"If you fight, you can't accept anything. You can only win or lose in the end."

Finish saying, both hands hold the dark iron stick, a pair of eager to try appearance.

However, Mu lie didn't think so. Qin Feng gave him the task of arousing the anger of his disciples and mobilizing their dissatisfaction with ye Ziheng, rather than simply beating ye Ziheng.

"Don't you want to know why I challenge you?"

Cried Murray.

Ye Ziheng was about to say that it was because the LORD had asked you to come, but before he said it, he suddenly thought of a problem.

I don't want to arouse the anger of tianxingmen disciples, let them challenge themselves and complete their own tasks.

So ye Ziheng realized something in an instant, and showed a trace of evil smile on his face and looked at Mu lie.

"In order to prove the incompetence of you and the following group of wastes, can we win a third level warrior at the fifth level?"

Ye Ziheng said, his tone full of sarcasm.

As soon as the words came out, they immediately aroused people's anger.

"Shit, you two are fighting. Why do you put the matter on us?"

"That's right. You're sick. You don't have to say what we're doing when you're free."

"Don't think that we dare not beat you because the Lord protects you. We are really in a hurry. Be careful that we hang you up to fight."

……

The abuse of the disciples came one after another, one louder than the other.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng showed a faint smile on his face. He felt that it was time to have a god mending knife, so he turned his head to look at the people and then said.

"I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood me. I'm not aiming at the following people, saying that you are rubbish. I just want to say that your tianxingmen disciples, except for zhenzhuan disciples, are a group of rubbish. "

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