World Wide Martial Art

In fact, this matter really has nothing to do with Zhong Ziqi. Situ

Zhong Ziqi had always regarded Guan Buyu and the others as coaches invited by the handyman building. He would never have thought that Guan Buyu and the others had joined the sweeper and would stand up to them at this moment.

As long as they do not interfere with sect affairs, the sects in Jinhua Shangcheng, large and small, do not exclude disciples from forming forces and strengthening themselves.

The disciples who can enter the sect have extraordinary backgrounds. These forces formed are also inextricably linked, which can indirectly enhance the strength of the sect.

Of course, they cannot actively interfere in the fights between disciples, otherwise law enforcement disciples will be attracted to intervene and cause too much trouble, which will be difficult to handle.

After thinking for a moment, Qing Zhenyi suddenly laughed sinisterly, with a look of arrogance in his eyes again.

As a person in the late stage of King Realm, he would naturally not join the Diyuan Sect. Although the other two men did not take action, they were not afraid of the pressure of Guan Silu. They obviously had the level of cultivation in the late stage of King Realm.

In other words, these three people should be just temporary backup for Sweeping the Floor.

The current situation is that the outer disciples teamed up to deal with Ye Feng, which prompted the opponent to take action. This can be regarded as legitimate defense. This is not enough to attract the law enforcement disciples to intervene.

But if they take the initiative to attack themselves, it would be equivalent to violating the rules.

It was going to lead to an encirclement and suppression by the entire Diyuan Sect.

After seeing this clearly, Qing Zhenyi's inner confidence returned.

He stepped forward easily, took a step forward, and observed Ye Feng intently.

The young man with the magnanimous expression in front of him should be the inscription master in the sweeper's house who can inscribe the second level Yun Soul.

"Hehe, there is actually an inscription master among the handyman disciples, which really surprises me."

"Your... name is Ye Feng?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qing Zhenyi couldn't help but frown slightly.

The name Ye Feng sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere.

"Are you the inscription dealer who maliciously speculates on prices?"

Ye Feng also had some doubts in his heart.

From Qing Zhenyi, he actually felt a vague smell of familiarity.

"Inscription dealer? You are so brave. You are the first to dare to break the rules of the inscription world casually."

Ignoring Ye Feng's sarcasm, Qing Zhenyi said again: "You should know the background of my web. Boy, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Don't think how good you are. Wait until you are stepped on by others and lose the chance to stand up. Regret...it’s too late.”

"Stop showing off your qualifications here. What do you want to do? I'll just accompany you. What's the point of bullying ordinary handyman disciples?"

"If you have the ability, you can go and challenge the Tianyuan Sect. In the Jingfa dojo, the inner disciples are trampled under the feet of the Tianyuan Sect, and they don't even dare to let out a fart. Where were you at that time?"

"Perhaps among those who have been bullied, there is also a sanctimonious inscription master like you."

Ye Feng interrupted Qing Zhenyi's speech with a wave of his hand, and said without mercy.

There was a burst of whispers, and many onlookers nodded subconsciously.

This is indeed the case.

The organizations of the Di Yuan Sect only knew how to bully the weak, and they did not dare to say no in front of the powerful disciples of the Tian Yuan Sect.

Qing Zhenyi's face turned red to the color of pig liver.

With his usual status, how could anyone speak to him like this?

Just for a moment, he couldn't refute Ye Feng.

"Boy, what did you say just now? You will accompany me in whatever I want to do? Well, since you are so awesome, Qing Zhenyi and I can't show weakness, so I will compete with you in the art of inscription..."

With a flicker of his eyes, Qing Zhenyi suddenly changed the topic and said.

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Just now, I was quick-talking and didn't do much to guard the door, but the other party actually caught me.

Although he carved a third-level inscription on his own, it was only once. It can only be said that he got a glimpse of the third-level inscription.

But Qing Zhenyi is a real fourth-grade inscription master. In terms of experience and inscription level, he undoubtedly surpasses himself.

For a moment, Ye Feng hesitated.

"What, what you said is a fart? Haha, a handyman is just a handyman after all. Even if he becomes an inscription master, he is still disappointing as always. No wonder you guys... have been at the bottom for thousands of years."

Qing Zhenyi was unreasonable and deliberately used his Yuan Power to raise his voice, and then spread it far away.

"Yes, we heard it too!"

"Since we are inscription masters, let's compete with each other using inscription skills. What else can you say?"

Who wouldn't mind watching the excitement? What's more, there were many people around, and there was a commotion immediately.

After hearing this, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others naturally looked angry.

A fourth-grade inscription master forced to compete with a third-grade inscription master in the art of inscription? He also deliberately used words to slander Ye Feng. Qing Zhenyi's face may not be as thick as Zhong Ziqi's...

Junior brother Ye can't be fooled by him.

"In this important place of the sect, who is causing trouble here?"

While he was hesitating, a thunderous sound rolled in, causing the people around him to make way for a passage again.

"It's Elder Feng..."

Someone shouted something, and everyone immediately fell silent. Elder Feng is the elder of the outer sect. He is in charge of the cultivation round tower and has certain rights to handle outer sect affairs. Most disciples do not dare to offend him.

With a hint of displeasure on his round face, Elder Feng stepped forward and squeezed into the center of the crowd. As soon as he took a look, his face suddenly showed astonishment.

"Disciple Ye Feng, I have met Elder Feng!"

Ye Feng bowed his hands.

"Luo Wang... Qing Zhenyi."

Qing Zhenyi only slightly arched his hands and said nothing else.

Given his status, the elders of the outer sect would rather give him three points of respect.

Sure enough, upon hearing this name, Elder Feng looked stern and nodded slightly to him.

However, when Elder Feng's eyes swept over Guan Buyu and the other three, there was a trace of fear in his old eyes. Guan Buyu and the black and white heroes were obviously not inferior to him in terms of cultivation strength.

What day is it today?

There are actually fourth-grade inscription masters and king-level masters causing trouble in the outer courtyard? And this kind of thing happened to catch up with me?

Headache.

"Um... Ningzhen, tell me, what's going on?"

As soon as he saw Yuan Ningzhen, Elder Feng seemed to have seen his savior and quickly opened his mouth to ask.

Yuan Ning, who pouted her little mouth, was really aggrieved and told her the cause and effect of the incident.

"So it's about competing for the inscription market? Well... we are all disciples of our sect. It is not a good thing for the inner and outer courtyards to fight. If word spreads, it will only become a laughing stock."

"In this way...I will be a peacemaker, let this matter be forgotten, and everyone will disperse..."

Elder Feng neither wanted to offend Qing Zhenyi, nor dared to easily provoke three martial arts masters who were only slightly stronger than him. He just wanted to turn a big issue into a small one...

"Just forget it? That's not possible."

"I, Luo Wen, are not that easy to deal with. Sweeping Gate has taken over the inscription business of Luo Wen and Yuan Meng, so we must give an explanation."

Qing Zhenyi looked arrogant, showing no respect for Elder Feng, and even carried out the great Bodhisattva "Yuan Meng"...