"Wo Cao, this son of a bitch is too arrogant. All the disciples of zhenzhuan are rubbish. He is just a third grade martial artist. He dare to say such words."

"I just thought that senior brother Murray was bullying him in his third grade state. But now it seems, hum, it's time for some people to see their position clearly. If a beggar wears a yellow robe, he can only be a beggar, not an emperor."

"Brother Murray, come on, teach this boy a lesson

……

The disciples under the stage yelled, and their anger had been aroused to the extreme. If it had not been for the clan's express stipulation that they were not allowed to disturb the fight on the competition platform, they might have rushed up together and beaten ye Ziheng.

And on the competition stage, for ye Ziheng, who was suddenly raving, Mu lie couldn't help being stunned.

Although he and ye Ziheng didn't know each other, or even just knew each other, from the "great perseverance" that he scolded ye Ziheng for three hours at the bottom of the weapon refining hall, ye Ziheng was still able to stay on it without being fickle. She was definitely not the kind of person who would set fire to himself and arouse others' anger for no reason.

Is all this in the Lord's plan?

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, then everything would make sense. But why did the Lord do this? Once again, Murray was puzzled.

Just as he kept thinking about the real intention of what the patriarch had done here, ye Ziheng on one side also made a mockery of the audience and even the whole tianxingmen disciples. He was confident that for a long time after today, the disciples of tianxingmen would regard him as a street mouse, only cursing when they saw him, and there would be no less people challenging him.

"Let's continue our fight."

Ye Ziheng did not yell with his disciples, but began to turn to face Mu lie, and his face became more serious.

This is his first battle after he came to tianxingmen. Although he is two big states different from the cultivation of Mu lie, it is basically impossible for him to win, but ye Ziheng still wants to try.

When he was in the ghost house, he and the corpse puppet were two different in their accomplishments, but they won in the end. No, compared with that time, ye Ziheng now has more magic weapons in his hand. It is not impossible to win Mu lie.

Mu lie looked at ye Ziheng with a look of war and thought for a while.

"My accomplishments are two levels higher than you. It's really unfair for you to fight like this. So, you can do it first. I'll let you do 20 moves."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he was stunned at first and then showed a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, you don't take advantage of him. In the face of such an enemy who is much stronger than himself, ye Ziheng naturally takes advantage of as many advantages as he can. He will never let go of any opportunity to take advantage.

So ye Ziheng smiles gently.

"I'm not welcome."

As soon as the voice fell, the black iron stick in his hand was directly knocked towards the skull of Murray.

Murray obviously did not expect ye Ziheng to attack suddenly, so he had to raise his hand to protect his head.

And then all I heard was "bang!" With a sound, the dark iron stick fell heavily on Murray's arm.

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