"Senior Brother Sun..." The training ground had disappeared. Lu Ping came to Sun Yingsheng and looked at the crazy-looking Sun Yingsheng whom he no longer recognized.
Sun Yingsheng turned around and saw Lu Ping. His expression softened, but he didn't pay much attention. As soon as he raised his hand, the small medicine bottle Yan Ge left at the edge of the second circle flew into his hand. He stuffed it into his arms, but no one responded to his shout just now. Sun Yingsheng immediately walked to Guo Wei and looked at Guo Wei with cold eyes as he tremblingly got up from the ground.
"Who else?" he asked.
Guo Wei remained silent.
"Where is Sun sending the call?" Sun Yingsheng asked again.
Guo Wei still didn't answer.
Sun Yingsheng sneered, glanced around, and then his eyes fell on a Beidou Clan member dressed in Tianji Peak costume, and he walked straight towards him.
The man looked at Sun Yingsheng walking towards him and guessed his intention, but he didn't avoid it. Who are the Beidoumen who are in the second circle of the seven-star list to be afraid of? This person looked at Sun Yingsheng coldly.
Within a few steps, Sun Yingsheng was in front of him.
"Where's Sun Sendizhao?" Sun Yingsheng asked.
The other party sneered.
"Are you mistaken?" the man said, "I am not Sun Shuuzhao's disciple."
Within the second circle, there are many disciples from Qifeng. Among them, the largest number are the disciples of the Seventh Academician. This person at the moment is one of the disciples of Academician Tianji Wang Xin. He treats his first disciple Sun as a senior sister. In his tone, he was obviously not as respectful to Sun Shuuzhao as Guo Wei.
"Let me ask you, where is Sun Shuuzhao?" Sun Yingsheng ignored what the other party said and just asked.
"You kid!" Sun Yingsheng's aggressive attitude made the other party a little annoyed. He stepped forward and tore up Sun Shunzhao's clothes.
Sun Yingsheng was not afraid and just looked at the other party.
"Haha." The other party suddenly laughed again, let go of Sun Shuizhao, and calmly said: "It seems that I need to teach you a lesson for Senior Sister Sun, so that you can understand how she cares for you!"
"Challenge." He looked directly at Sun Yingsheng, his eyes suddenly turned cold again.
Sun Yingsheng didn't hesitate and grabbed it casually in his arms. Several seven-star tokens were thrown into the air by him.
But the other party was still sneering, and he pointed at Guo Wei: "Do you think that if he uses the magic weapon, you will be the one standing now?"
"It's a pity." He looked at the Seven Star Order flying from him. He shook his head and said, "I won't take such care of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his power suddenly rose.
As if a dark cloud was covering the sky, a mass of darkness instantly enveloped the disciples of Tianji Peak and Song Yuan.
The immense pressure caused him to instantly lose the ability to move. Before he could be surprised, an enterprising cold light suddenly flashed through the darkness.
Everything ended just after this cold light flashed, and bright red blood flowers bloomed on his chest.
His face was full of surprise, and he looked at Sun Yingsheng's sneer after the darkness cleared. His eyes finally fell on Sun Yingsheng's waist.
A mass of darkness was entangled there, and a gleam of cold light had just penetrated into the darkness.
The black air dissipated. What appeared on Sun Yingsheng's waist seemed to be just a belt.
But now if they look carefully, everyone realizes that it is not a belt, but a sword. It was wrapped around the waist, and even had a scabbard. The cold light just now was trapped in the mouth of the scabbard.
"Magic weapon? Who doesn't have one?" Sun Yingsheng said.
The Tianji disciple had already fallen down.
He was struck so directly in the body by the divine weapon, and he was severely injured by this sword.
There was silence.
Only then did everyone remember. Who is Sun Yingsheng?
He is the eldest son of Sun, the Sun family in Hanoi who is extremely wealthy.
For many cultivators, magical weapons are something that can only be found but not sought, but for the eldest son of the Sun family, this is probably never a rare thing. A magical weapon that he would wear close to his body. It won't be any worse.
Everyone just stared blankly, and Sun Yingsheng also did not pick up the Seven Star Token that he could win if he won, or even his own Seven Star Token.
Because he had already seen the person he was looking for appear in the crowd.
Sun sent a move.
The first disciple of Tianji Peak, when she appeared. Everyone silently made way for her. She stood there, watching Guo Wei, who had been knocked down before, show his ashamed expression to her, and saw that the fellow student who had just been seriously injured had lost consciousness.
She looked at Sun Yingsheng.
"You finally showed up." Sun Yingsheng sneered, "How many other disciples do you have? Have you brought them with you?"
Sun Shuuzhao just looked at him, silent.
"What do you think? You should speak quickly!" Sun Yingsheng shouted.
"Follow me." Sun Shuizhao said, turned around and left the crowd.
Sun Yingsheng was stunned for a moment, but then sneered and followed him in stride.
Where are they going?
Everyone watched, but saw Sun Shuizhao walking away and away, and he didn't stop even after the second lap. Everyone immediately knew that the bet between the siblings had nothing to do with the Seven-Star Conference.
What will be the result? Although many people were curious, no one followed to see it. When Sun Shuuzhao left with Sun Yingsheng, his attitude was very clear, and he wanted to find a place to resolve the matter privately.
After two laps, calm was restored.
The Seven Star Order abandoned by Sun Yingsheng was quickly taken away. The two people he injured, the seriously injured one, were taken for treatment, while Guo Wei adjusted his breathing on the side.
No one took advantage of someone's danger to challenge the injured. The two circles were all strong and would not do such an incompetent thing. As for the injured person, he would be self-aware and know that he has no chance of winning in this situation, so after adjusting his breath for a while, Guo Wei also stood up and left, which was regarded as withdrawing from the Seven Stars Trial on his own initiative.
This is what happens in inner-circle battles. In many cases, it is not necessary to fight in person to determine the outcome.
After Sun Yingsheng's challenge ended, there was no more fighting in the second lap.
Yan Xize, who was on the rooftop of Seven Star Tower, had also finished his lunch. Lu Ping, whom he was most concerned about, did not get a fight, and there was no challenge within the entire two laps. He yawned out of boredom, and asked the seven academicians on the side: "I said, these people have never been Fight, how are you going to choose a monk in this case?"
Dean Xu Mai smiled and said: "You can still choose."
"What choice?" Yan Xize asked.
"Choose slowly." Xu Mai said.
"Isn't it the same as not saying anything?" Yan Xize muttered.
"Master Yan, just wait and see," Xu Mai said.
"I just don't have the patience, so that's why I'm asking you." Yan Xize shouted, and everyone on the top of the building frowned again. If it wasn't for his father's reputation, they would have kicked this kid down long ago.
"If I had known this, I might as well have gone with those two to have a look." Yan Xize muttered.
In other people's hearts, they were still thinking about the Sun siblings who had no chance of winning or losing here. Standing on the top of the building, they looked around, but they only saw the two figures, one behind the other, finally walking into the Beidou Mountains. (To be continued.)
