"Master." Chongjun called out, his tone filled with uncontrollable joy.

It wasn’t that Master stepped forward to help him, but he was very happy that Master was so concerned about him.

Si Qingjiu just nodded lightly and put her hand on his shoulder.

Seeing that he was about to be hit hard, Chongjun quickly cast a barrier, and then launched a suffocating attack at the incoming spiritual power with his backhand.

'Bang'

'Boom'

The spiritual power exploded in the air, directly affecting the platform below, which instantly broke into pieces.

A huge light enveloped the space, and for a moment, people outside the circle could not see what was going on inside.

"So, who won?"

"It was so strong just now that I almost couldn't breathe."

“It’s really too strong.”

"I was so scared. I thought that the Spirit King was going to die. Several Spirit Lords attacked at the same time."

"To be honest, I think those guys are pretty shameless."

"Indeed, it's really unfair, but if it were me, I would probably do the same."

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore. Do you know who the guy who went up later is? He's so powerful. With just his help, his strength can rival that of the four Spirit Lords."

"Yes, yes, yes, who is this? I don't think I've heard of him."

"A newly advanced Spirit Master?"

Everyone was talking about it, full of excitement. The scene just now was really shocking.

Those who are weak still feel their legs going weak and their chests shaking.

But they didn't care about their own status at all. They just wanted to know the result and who the new person who appeared was.

Now they have completely declared war on Jiuling Academy.

Di Chongjin clenched his hands tightly. He was not worried at all because he knew very well how powerful his master was.

But he still couldn't control himself intellectually. He couldn't let go of his anger until he saw the person.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long. The light from the explosion of spiritual power and the splashed dust slowly dissipated, and the two groups of people were revealed.

Two people on each side, standing out.

Especially the man in white, with his hat and veil fluttering, he looked like an immortal in the ruins.

On the other side, there was one person half-kneeling and three people standing, all with grim expressions.

The kneeling man spat out a mouthful of blood.

For a moment, the air fell into silence.

They envisioned several outcomes.

But there is not this kind.

Or rather, they didn't think about it until the man in white took action.

And now, it is Ling Zun who has been defeated.

Niu Ziyang vomited blood, but the Spirit King was unharmed, with only his hair a little messy.

The expressions of Dezun and the others were not good. They seemed to be fine, but the spiritual power of the previous attack was too strong, and the collision with each other affected them all.

Now the spiritual energy in their bodies is constantly surging. If they were not strong enough to suppress it, they would be vomiting blood now.

But because of this, they all felt very solemn.

They don't want this result and they don't accept it.

The moment the smoke cleared, Chongjun pulled his master up and down to check him, and said with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

His master's physical body is maintained by spiritual power. He doesn't know if there will be any problems if he suddenly uses such a large amount of spiritual power.

Si Qingjiu patted his hand and comforted him softly: "It's okay."

Looking at the person opposite him, his eyes turned cold and murderous: "How dare you bully my disciples like this? Do you think I'm dead?"

The harmless aura on his body disappeared instantly, replaced by an icy coldness.

Even the onlookers who were at a distance couldn't stop trembling.

It’s cold. Too cold.

Niu Ziyang's reaction was even greater. He faced the coldness head-on. His body tilted and he fell to the ground.

'puff'

Another mouthful of blood spit out.

Yun Zun wanted to help him, but as soon as he moved, his spiritual power began to become restless again, so he didn't dare to move.

"Who are you? Are you attacking us? Do you want to be an enemy of my Jiuling Academy?" De Zun scolded directly with a gloomy expression.

Xiao Zun also shouted, "This is Jiuling Academy, not a place where you can act wildly. Apologize immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless."

“Hahahaha…” Si Qingjiu laughed, almost crying: “I really learned a lot today. This is the first time I’ve heard such shameless words. No wonder Jiuling Academy has become less and less good over the years. It turns out it’s all because of you.”

"What do you mean?" Yun Zun was dissatisfied and stared at Si Qingjiu with anger.

Si Qingjiu glanced at it indifferently: "Literally."

"you."

"I will also give you two choices." Si Qingjiu ignored him and said to the four people in a calm voice: "First, destroy your own spiritual veins to

My disciple knelt down and apologized. "

"You're dreaming." Dezun quickly responded, his face full of indignation.

Xiao Zun was also murderous: "You insult our Jiuling Academy like this, do you think there is no one left in my Jiuling Academy?"

"Yeah." Si Qingjiu nodded and admitted, full of sarcasm: "It's because there's no one here, otherwise why would they put everything in there."

"asshole."

"court death."

Dezun and Xiaozun couldn't bear it any longer and attacked together.

They now have only one thought in mind, to teach Si Qingjiu a lesson.

"Master." Chongjun was about to step forward but was held back by Si Qingjiu and pulled behind him.

"I'm here just in time to settle the score for bullying you earlier."

Si Qingjiu flashed and appeared behind Xiaozun and Dezun, holding a long stick in his hand, and hit the two of them hard.

The seemingly ordinary stick, when swung down, was as heavy as a thousand pounds, leaving them no way to resist.

"ah."

Dezun and Xiaozun immediately fell to the ground.

Si Qingjiu appeared in front of them again, swung his stick again, and knocked them away.

The next second, another stick appeared beside them.

He did this, again and again, like playing whack-a-mole, now here, now there, hitting the two men until they screamed in pain.

The two Spirit Lords had no chance to fight back at his hands and could only be beaten continuously.

Everyone present was stunned and couldn't find their thoughts for a long time.

Spiritual Lord.

Still two.

They were shocked when the Spirit King defeated a Spirit Lord before. Now a man in white was playing tricks on two Spirit Lords, and the Spirit Lords had no power to fight back.

What stage has this strength reached?

Holy Spirit?

Yun Zun, who did not take any action, was also shocked and confused at this time.

Others may not understand why the two spiritual masters, Dezun and Xiaozun, were unable to fight back or even dodge against his seemingly ordinary attacks.

But he could see it clearly because they were both in each other's territory.

Once they are trapped in it, they can only be controlled by the master, and everything is done according to the master's thoughts.

It can be said that he is invincible in his own field.

And the only person who can release the domain is someone who has reached the level of a spiritual saint.

The field requires extremely strong spiritual power and super control.

The power is too low to even open the nodes, let alone release a field and control the strong.

His level is self-evident.

Holy Spirit.

Or a spiritual saint who has never been known to anyone.

Yun Zun subconsciously took a step back.

He is no match.

He was even panicked. How would this end after he had offended a spiritual saint?

By the way, Dean.

Notify the Dean.

As long as the dean shows up, the problem can be solved.

They all knew that among all the known spiritual saints, their dean was the strongest.

So, there must be no problem.

Yun Zun quickly sent a message to the dean, not caring about the situation or his reputation.

He only knew that if the dean hadn't come, the situation would have been worse.

Si Qingjiu stopped when he had almost finished beating them. He kicked the two men to Niu Ziyang's side and looked down at them condescendingly: "Waste."

"He is indeed a waste." Chongjun nodded in agreement.

Then he attentively brought a cup of tea from who knows where and walked up to his master, "Master, you must be tired. Come, have some tea and take a break."

Si Qingjiu took it and said, "I am indeed thirsty."

Seeing his master's hands were red, Chongjun felt distressed: "These people are really too much. How can they be so thick-skinned and make your hands tired."

Si Qingjiu took a look and said, "Really." He couldn't help but complain, "My hands are weak too. They are too old. It's hard to fight them. They don't know how to make themselves easier to fight. They are really ignorant."

Chongjun carefully held his hand and squeezed it gently, his movements were gentle, as if he was treating something fragile.

The group of people, who had finally recovered, became expressionless again.

What did they just hear? Did the person who beat him think that the person he beat was not delicate enough or sensible enough?

It's just, outrageous.

Is it really reasonable to ask others to change first?

It's really hard to put it into words.

Chongjun didn't think so. He felt that what his master said was right. His master was so noble, so this was how it should be.

"Master, I'll come next time."

"Okay." Si Qingjiu nodded, "But you have to practice hard. Your current strength is not good enough and you are easy to be bullied."

Everyone who was listening silently: “…”

The Spirit King can beat the Spirit Lord, but if he is not strong enough, he will be easily bullied.

Isn't he bullying others?

Chong Jun did not refute his master's words at all, and promised earnestly: "Master, rest assured, I will continue to practice and strive to be on par with you as soon as possible."

Di Chongjin's eyes widened and his jaw almost dropped.

His senior brother has such a big dream, he actually wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the master.

Master is a spiritual immortal.

They are only spiritual kings now.

Although they are practicing very quickly and Lingxian and the others will definitely arrive, the Master will also move forward.

I admire you for making such a decision. You are worthy of being the eldest brother.

Di Chongjin put away the gambling table. This was his master's Tianji Kung Fu, and all the other treasures were now his master's.

Who made them all lose?

Coming in front of Si Qingjiu, Di Chongjin said cheerfully: "Master, I will also work hard to cultivate and strive to be no worse than Senior Brother."

Chongjun, who was massaging his master's hands, paused.

Si Qingjiu didn't react for a moment, but when he heard what his disciple said, he nodded subconsciously: "Well, Master believes in you, work hard, you are much worse than your senior brother now."

"Yes, I know. My senior brother was really amazing just now. If it were me, I would definitely win, but it wouldn't be that easy."

Di Chongjin was not depressed, but full of fighting spirit.

The look he gave his senior brother was full of admiration and unwillingness to admit defeat. He would definitely be that strong.

Si Qingjiu looked very satisfied, worthy of being his disciple: "You can do it in the future, too."

"Yeah!" Di Chongjin nodded heavily and smiled brightly.

Chongjun looked at the two people chatting and said expressionlessly: "Master, you said that I am your only disciple."

Si Qingjiu, who was smiling, suddenly froze. !