"If that's what you think, then you don't see us as friends. Ye Tian would be upset too when he gets out of the Detention Chamber. This is a man's fight, so you shouldn't get involved. Even if we're no match for them, we can't let ourselves be intimidated!" Chu Hongyuan said sternly.
"Aweso, Brother Chu!" Zhou Xiang cheered. "That's our Brother Chu!" Qian Xiaohao added with a laugh.
"You're Ye Tian's brothers, too. Are you planning to just stand by and watch while his friends get bullied?" Chu Hongyuan said.
"Of course we're a united front. We can't stand seeing Ye Tian's friends get bullied either! If they want to play the hero, we'll play along!" said Zhou Xiang.
"Cut the crap. The fact that you're Ye Tian's friends gives even more reason to deal with you. You will all pay for the pain he caused !" Murong Rufeng raged.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the classroom building grew tense, thick with the sll of gunpowder. A fight seed imminent. Murong Rufeng, having been utterly humiliated, was especially furious and looking for soone to vent his rage on.
Qin Xiaowan and Ye Feifei walked out without another word. Murong Rufeng, Chu Hongyuan, and the others imdiately followed. The other students in the building, not wanting to miss the commotion, trailed behind as well.
The elite class's Martial Arts Training Ground was not far from the classroom building. It was an incredibly spacious field, over ten tis larger than the one belonging to the Ye Family. Right now, however, only a few people were on the grounds practicing their Martial Skills.
But when they saw Qin Xiaowan, Ye Feifei, and the others arrive, they thought it was odd and stopped their practice to co see what was going on.
But not long after Ye Feifei's group had left, a young student, seeing that no one was paying attention, quickly dashed off toward Xiao Yaoyao's office area. His purpose, of course, couldn't be clearer.
"Murong Rufeng, you think you're so impressive? If you have any skill, let's fight. I'd like to see on what basis you entered the elite class!" Chu Hongyuan said.
"As if I'd be afraid of you! Today, I'll let you see for yourself if my reputation is undeserved!" Murong Rufeng snarled, a five-colored fan appearing in his hand.
Using a fan as a Weapon was rare, but the more peculiar the Weapon, the more difficult it was to guard against. Murong Rufeng's fan, in particular, looked anything but ordinary.
"Big Brother, there's no need to use an ox cleaver to kill a chicken. Let handle this guy. I want to see for myself how amazing Ye Tian's friends are. He was lucky I didn't beat him up the other day; beating up his friend today is just as good," Sun Yibin said.
"Sun Yibin, I think you've picked the wrong target. A One Vein Ninth Layer wants to bully soone at the One Vein Eighth Layer? I'll be your opponent!" Qin Xiaowan imdiately snapped, despising those who used their strength to bully the weak.
Sun Yibin was stunned for a second, then he sneered, "Qin Xiaowan, you really think you're so great? So what if you're ranked third on the beauty chart? You're not even my type. That stone-cold expression on your face is just nauseating.
Don't worry, I won't go easy on a pretty face. In fact, you might even look a little better after I beat you black and blue. Who knows? Maybe your rank will even go up to second place."
"Shaless! You're courting death!" Enraged by his words, Qin Xiaowan lunged toward Sun Yibin, her body a blur that left an afterimage in its wake.
Both were cultivators at the One Vein Ninth Layer, so they were evenly matched. It would be difficult for either to win quickly.
A slight smile played on Sun Yibin's lips as Qin Xiaowan charged at him. He knew he had achieved his goal. He had wanted to make her angry, for only when enraged would a person reveal more openings. Then, defeating her would be easy.
"Bring it on!" Sun Yibin shouted. His body flickered as he quickly executed a Martial Skill, but instead of using his fist, he ford a claw with his hand, aiming straight for Qin Xiaowan's bountiful chest.
His intent was obvious: if her attack landed on him, his hand would land on her chest.
That was one of the most precious parts of a woman's body. Who but the man she loved was qualified to touch her there? 'In my heart,' Qin Xiaowan thought, 'there is only one person who can do that to . But... there are so many conflicts and frustrations between us. I don't know if a day like that will ever co.'
'Despicable!' Qin Xiaowan cursed under her breath. She swiftly dodged to the side, avoiding his hand, but it ant her own attack fell short.
But Sun Yibin had already predicted that Qin Xiaowan would dodge. In the instant she moved aside, he darted toward her. Although he couldn't land a direct attack, he still managed to pluck a hair ornant from her head.
It was a Pearl Flower made of jadeite, and it ant a great deal to Qin Xiaowan. Her mother had given it to her for her tenth birthday. Not long after, her mother contracted a serious illness and passed away, making the hairpiece the last thing she had to rember her by.
Qin Xiaowan only felt a light touch on her head and didn't think much of it, but her heart still lurched. 'If he had actually struck my head,' she thought, 'I don't know what would have happened.'
'This Sun Yibin is actually pretty skilled. I can't be careless.' But when she looked at Sun Yibin, she saw him holding her Pearl Flower. In that instant, she exploded with fury, on the verge of going berserk.
Sun Yibin lifted the Pearl Flower to his nose, sniffed it, and said with a grin, "The Pearl Flower is just ordinary jadeite, not worth much money. But the fragrance of your hair on it is very clear. I'll be taking this."
"Give back my Pearl Flower!" Qin Xiaowan demanded, her voice as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, instantly freezing the surrounding air and sending a shiver down everyone's spine.
"It's in my hands. You think I'll give it back? You're dreaming!" Sun Yibin laughed, then once again held the Pearl Flower to his nose and sniffed.
"You won't return it? Then die!" Qin Xiaowan roared. A white Longsword materialized in her hand, and an instant later, a powerful Sword Qi erupted from the blade, striking toward Sun Yibin with the force of a lightning bolt.
This was an all-out attack from Qin Xiaowan; she put every ounce of her strength into it. The surrounding space began to vibrate violently. If this strike landed squarely on Sun Yibin, it could very well inflict a serious injury or even kill him.
Sun Yibin hadn't expected Qin Xiaowan to suddenly unleash such a fierce attack. The appearance of the Longsword was especially bizarre.
He knew that many people from great families possessed Spatial Containers like Storage Rings or Storage Belts. But Qin Xiaowan had entered the academy through the outer selection; she wasn't from any great family. Therefore, it should have been impossible for her to have sothing like that.
For a mont, he was dumbfounded. He was unard, and Qin Xiaowan's sword attack had completely cut off all his escape routes. The only thing he could do was brace for a direct confrontation.
But confronting a Weapon with his bare hands was undoubtedly courting death. At that mont, his heart was filled with regret. 'Why did I have to act so tough? Now I'm really paying for it.'
Just then, a white figure streaked in from the distance like lightning, its speed shocking many of the onlookers…
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