"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?"
Seeing that Ling Tian didn't respond, the young man in white still pointed at Ling Tian's nose and shouted.
After finishing speaking, he walked towards Ling Tian.
But just when he took two steps, Xiang Ming took a step across and stopped him.
"Senior Brother Xiang Ming?"
The young man in white didn't understand Xiang Ming's meaning and became confused.
Xiang Ming did not respond to the young man in white, but asked Ling Tiandao with great arrogance, "Whose disciple are you? Didn't your master teach you any etiquette?"
"Whose disciples do you belong to?"
Ling Tian smiled when he heard the sound and asked about the other party.
He could tell that this Xiang Ming should be the strongest among the people in front of him.
"Haha... I'm afraid I might scare you if I tell you."
When the young man in white heard Ling Tian ask such a question, he burst out laughing, "Senior Brother Xiang Ming is a disciple of the sect leader! If you kneel down now and kowtow to salute, Senior Brother Xiang Ming might even forgive you for your disrespect."
As the young man in white spoke, Xiang Ming raised his head slightly.
It can be seen that he is very proud of his status as a disciple of the sect leader.
However, Ling Tian also felt a little confused because of what the young man in white said.
The leader of the Wuji Sect also wears a purple robe, and his status is equivalent to, or even slightly higher than, the purple-robed elder of the Wuji Sect.
Logically speaking, the sect leader would not accept disciples easily.
Even if he wanted to recruit a disciple, it would be impossible to accept someone like Xiang Ming.
But looking at Xiang Ming and others, it was obvious that they didn't look like they were lying.
"Are you a disciple of the sect leader?"
After thinking for a short time, Ling Tian guessed something and looked at Xiang Ming with an interesting look, "If my guess is correct, you are not the sect master's direct disciple, right?"
The disciples of the sect master are not the direct disciples of the sect master, they are just disciples of the Wuji Sect who practice with the sect master.
In Wuji Sect, the number of elders exceeds two hundred.
Among them, there are only a hundred purple-robed elders and green-robed elders who are qualified to accept disciples.
Almost every purple-robed elder and green-robed elder have several disciples of the Wuji Sect.
The number of disciples under the sect master has reached more than thirty.
But among the more than thirty people, only three were direct disciples of the sect master.
There is no doubt that the sect leader is also a cautious person when accepting disciples.
Even if people with mediocre qualifications can practice with him, they cannot become his direct disciples.
"I didn't expect you to be quite smart."
Xiang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't pay much attention to what Ling Tian said.
There is indeed a big gap in status in the Wuji Sect between the disciples of the sect master and the direct disciples of the sect master, but they are still higher than most of the direct disciples of the elders in green robes.
"Senior Brother Xiang Ming, this boy has a very stubborn temper! I think we need to teach him the etiquette of Wuji Sect!"
The young man in white felt a little unhappy when he saw Ling Tian's arrogant expression. Perhaps in order to show off in front of Xiang Ming, he took the initiative to propose to Xiang Ming.
"It's time to teach."
Xiang Ming smiled slightly and acquiesced to the young man in white.
The young man in white raised his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer.
His steps were taken again at this moment, heading towards Ling Tian.
"Boy, keep your eyes open from now on."
After reaching Ling Tian, the young man in white punched out decisively, hitting Ling Tian mercilessly.
Ling Tian relaxed his shoulders, raised his arms at this time, and easily grasped the opponent's fist.
"You still dare to resist?"
The young man in white didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter.
Because the punch he just punched was just a random punch.
So I wasn't too surprised that Ling Tian was able to catch his fist.
But when he wanted to take back his fist, he found that his fist seemed to be stuck with Ling Tian's palm. No matter how hard he tried, he could not take it back.
"Resist?"
Ling Tian smiled interestingly, and his palms suddenly became stronger.
"ah……"
Severe pain came from his fist, and the young man in white screamed, "Let go!"
"Just now, which finger did you point at me?"
Ling Tian let go of the opponent's fist, but then took advantage of the opportunity to hold the opponent's wrist.
Then, pry off the opponent's fingers one by one.
"What are you going to do?"
The young man in white felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.
During this brief contact with Ling Tian, he felt that Ling Tian's power was terrifying.
Although Ling Tian did not release his own aura, he could still make judgments from the power displayed by Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's strength is not weaker than his own at all.
"Is it this one?"
Ling Tian sneered.
With a click, the index finger of the young man in white was broken off.
"ah……"
The young man in white screamed again and wanted to take back his hand.
This time, Ling Tian did not continue to hold on to the other party and allowed the other party to take his hand back.
When several people on the side saw this, they looked at the hand of the young man in white with disbelief.
But he saw that the index finger of the young man in white's right hand was deformed and twisted strangely.
"Asshole!"
Seeing this, Xiang Ming became furious, "You've just come to Wuji Sect, how dare you act so arrogantly! If I don't give you some advice, I'm afraid you don't know what the meaning of heaven and earth is!"
As the shouts fell, Xiang Ming's aura of the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm bloomed.
The terrifying aura turned into a strong wind and slapped Ling Tian crazily.
Ling Tian allowed the strong wind to sweep over him, letting his clothes rustle without changing his expression.
"Didn't you just ask me who my sect is?"
Ling Tian looked at the angry Xiang Ming calmly and asked lightly.
"No matter who your sect is, if you dare to hurt someone in the Wuji Sect, you will never have an easy time today."
Xiang Ming no longer cared about this. While sneering, he suddenly stepped forward and struck Ling Tian with his palm.
The corners of Ling Tian's mouth raised slightly, and his figure stood still, but his left arm was raised at this moment.
The secret power of the fourth level monster and the sixth level killing secret power bloom at the same time.
After punching out, the fist turned into a blood dragon and met Xiang Ming's palm.
"What?"
Xiang Ming felt the pressure from Ling Tian's punch and instinctively wanted to dodge.
But Hualong's fist light kept roaring, and his speed was too fast.
It instantly defeated the palm print he blasted out, and then bombarded his body.
"hateful!"
Xiang Ming received Ling Tian's punch, and the energy and blood in his body continued to boil, but he did not suffer any serious injuries.
"How come this newcomer is so strong?"
"Senior Brother Xiang Ming is a sixth-level warrior in the Heavenly Realm, and he also controls the fifth-level mystical power. How could he be defeated by this person with one blow?"
"Could it be that this newcomer is..."
Seeing Xiang Ming defeated by Ling Tian's blow, everyone around them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Soon, a name came to their mind - Ling Tian.
In their minds, there were only two newcomers who could possibly defeat Xiang Ming.
One is Ling Tian and the other is Ling Nian.
Except for the two of them, even Xiao Kuang, who was equally strong, could not defeat Xiang Ming with one blow.
However, Ling Nian was a woman, so the person in front of them could only be Ling Tian.
