The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

This young man's name was Qian Yao. It could be said that Feng Ting was extremely familiar with him, this fellow was his sworn enemy since he was young.

Qian Yao was the youngest son of the Left Discipline Hall's hall master, and was two years older than Feng Ting. He was an extraordinary talent.

In his previous life, Feng Ting and this fellow had participated in the Entrance Examination and entered the Grimoire Pavilion together.

And in this lifetime, Feng Ting did not join the Entrance Examination because he had chosen to become the martial cultivator.

It was such a coincidence that Qian Yao had come over, could it be that he had passed through the Entrance Examination and came over to ridicule him?

Thinking about it, Feng Ting's eyes flashed.

Previously, he was busy with his training and could not attend to this fellow. Now, this fellow wanted to voluntarily present himself to him for a beating, so why wouldn't he do so?

At this time, Qian Yao was surrounding Ding Chundong, and he was not able to gather any news of Feng Ting, causing him to feel slightly unhappy.

Feng Ting's talent was not bad to begin with. He thought that Feng Ting would also pass the Entrance Examination s and enter the Grimoire Pavilion to cultivate, but he never expected that he would actually give up on the exam. This made him extremely happy.

From now on, Feng Ting was no longer even qualified to be his match.

Thus, he wanted to take this opportunity before he officially became a Grimoire Pavilion disciple to abuse Feng Ting one more time.

He gathered a few seniors and juniors and searched for half a day in porcine bovine forest, but didn't see Feng Ting at all. After asking Ding Chundong for half a day, the other party actually said that he didn't know and he wouldn't believe it no matter what.

Inadvertently, Qian Yao caught a glimpse of Feng Ting walking out of the forest, he could not help but laugh out loud: "Haha, Junior Brother Feng Ting, I never thought that you would actually come to the back of the mountain to raise pigs."

When Ding Chundong saw Feng Ting, he grumbled in his heart.

He had blocked Qian Yao for a long time just to prevent the two of them from meeting again. He did not want to see Junior Brother getting beaten up by Qian Yao, but why did Junior Brother come out on his own!

However, Feng Ting did not seem to see the look in Ding Chundong's eyes, he calmly walked over and said to Qian Yao: "What I want to do, has nothing to do with you."

Qian Yao laughed playfully: "Hahaha... I just want to see how good you are at raising pigs. "

Qian Yao's eyes twitched.

When he entered the Grimoire Pavilion, he originally wanted to personally tell Feng Ting this matter, but he didn't expect him to know about it already. Moreover, he had an indifferent look on his face, making him even more unhappy.

Therefore, he used his eyes to size up Feng Ting: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, why didn't you take the exam? Could it be that they are afraid of disgracing the Beiwu Hall? "

Feng Ting said disdainfully: "You guys are competing to join the Grimoire Pavilion, I'm not interested."

Qian Yao acted as if he had heard a joke, "Hahahaha, have you heard that Feng Ting dares to say that he looks down on Grimoire Pavilion?"

He narrowed his eyes and continued, "Feng Ting, you don't need to find excuses for yourself. Tsk tsk, I have entered the Grimoire Pavilion now. In the future, you won't even have the qualifications to be beaten up by me. "

Feng Ting laughed frivolously: "Some people are saying these words, are they not here to fight?"

Qian Yao's gaze turned cold, "Feng Ting, do you dare to fight with me now?"

Feng Ting did not say anything, but Ding Chundong immediately spoke out: "Qian Yao, you have already entered Grimoire Pavilion, you should not be challenging Junior Brother anymore."

Qian Yao retorted: "I passed the Entrance Examination, but I still haven't officially entered the Grimoire Pavilion, so the challenge can't be considered bullying the weak and weak."

Ding Chundong was really afraid that Feng Ting would agree on an impulse, he immediately said: "Junior Brother is not feeling well, come back another day."

Qian Yao completely ignored Ding Chundong, and looked at Feng Ting provocatively: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, you get along with those beasts in the forest all day, seems like you have become a lot more timid now?"

Feng Ting glared at him: "Qian Yao, since you want to be beaten up, if I don't listen to you, then it would seem that I'm too stingy."

"Hahaha ???" Feng Ting... You hit me! "You seem to have forgotten that a month ago you were beaten until you vomited blood by me." Qian Yao pointed at Feng Ting and laughed.

"Hmph ???" "You're courting death!"

Feng Ting casually used the average straight fist.

"Come at me!"

Qian Yao was waiting for Feng Ting to make the first move, this way, even if he were to heavily injure Feng Ting, or even cripple him, he would not be punished.

Thus, he raised his fist, urged his spirit energy, and used his martial skill to chop apart the mountain.

This martial skill was something he had trained bitterly for the sake of going through the Grimoire Pavilion exam. Right now, it was more than enough to deal with Feng Ting who used the Sculptor and middle grade.

"Whap."

When the fist and the blade clashed, Feng Ting took two steps back.

On the other side, to everyone's surprise, Qian Yao actually fell backwards from the impact, his sturdy body retreating five meters before stopping.

Two steps compared to five meters was a clear gap.