With the support of the crowd, Lü Pingzhi's confidence increased greatly.
"What, is there anything else you want to say?"
Jing Zhe shook his head. At this moment, he was thinking about the love triangle between Linghu Chong, his junior sister, and Lin Pingzhi in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. It was hard to say whether Lin Pingzhi cheated on Linghu Chong or Linghu Chong cheated on Lin Pingzhi.
However, this Lü Pingzhi's surname still has a lot of essence; at least he is very cuckolded.
"Then let's have a go at it!"
As he spoke, Lü Pingzhi drew his sword, his expression quite confident. He must have been a transcendent being in the Kunlun Mirror. Having only been a disciple for a few years, his cultivation level had already surpassed that of many of his senior brothers and sisters, so he certainly had reason to be proud.
Jing Zhe looked at him, pursed his lips, and looked somewhat disgusted.
Seeing that Jing Zhe had no intention of making a move from beginning to end, and even looked disdainful, this instantly angered Lü Pingzhi.
"What do you mean?"
Lu Pingzhi pointed his sword at Jing Zhe: "What, weren't you very tough when you were flirting with my senior sister? Now you're chickening out and scared? Let me tell you, it's too late! You'd better act like a man and fight me fair and square. Even if you lose, we'll respect you! Don't think that just because you don't make a move, I can't do anything to you!"
The disciples nearby chimed in, "He only dares not move because he sees that Junior Brother Lü is highly skilled in martial arts!"
"They even said he had unparalleled martial arts skills, single-handedly crushing all the major sects and becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance—bah, that's all a lie!"
"That's right, I can't sense any internal energy fluctuations from him. He clearly doesn't know martial arts!"
"Junior Brother Lü, hit him! Hit him!"
"..."
In fact, the disciples were also very curious.
Although they no longer believed that Jing Zhe had single-handedly defeated all the sects to become the leader of the martial arts world, they still felt that Jing Zhe must still have some skills.
However, after getting to know him, they discovered that Jing Zhe didn't have any internal energy fluctuations at all, yet he could fly, which was rather strange.
Many disciples already felt that Jing Zhe had no internal strength and only knew lightness skills, and they couldn't wait for Lü Pingzhi to beat him up.
Lü Pingzhi's confidence soared after being cheered on by everyone.
He pointed at Jing Zhe with his sword again: "Are you going to make a move or not? If you don't, don't blame me for making the first move!"
Jing Zhe remained unmoved, looking at him and smiling, "Is that right? If you can't beat me, they'll have to challenge me one after another?"
"..."
Lu Pingzhi's face instantly turned red: "Are you dreaming? You think I can't beat you?"
"You really can't beat him."
Jing Zhe glanced at him, then looked in the direction Pei Yunxi had left, and thought to himself that he couldn't delay any longer.
"You all come at me together, I'm in a hurry."
"..."
A moment of silence fell over the crowd, and then Lü Pingzhi was the first to break down and rush forward.
"Go to hell!"
Jing Zhe did not draw his sword, because there was no need to draw his sword to deal with a weakling who had not even reached the sixth level of cultivation.
"Bang!"
Lu Ping was fast, but he flew out even faster.
He didn't even know how he flew out; he only felt that when his sword was about to pierce Jing Zhe, it was as if he had hit a wall of iron and could not go any further.
Then, an invisible force slammed into him, sending him flying.
"I told you to come at me all at once, why waste time?"
Jing Zhe stood firmly in place, and said with dissatisfaction.
"..."
Lu Pingzhi lay on the ground, still unaware of what had happened. He supported himself with one hand on the ground and clutched his chest with the other, feeling a tightness and pain in his chest. Jing Zhe's words were so infuriating that he was about to say something when he felt hot air rush to his throat. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior Brother Lü has vomited blood!"
"Junior Brother Lü is about to be beaten to death by him!"
"What? Junior Brother Lü is dead?"
"Let's attack together and avenge Junior Brother Lü!"
"..."
Because there were too many Kunlun Mirror disciples coming, only a few people were at the front, and most people were at the back. They didn't know exactly what had happened at the front, so when the message was relayed to the back, what was originally just spitting blood was directly transmitted as Lü Pingzhi dying.
Upon hearing this, the disciples were enraged and charged forward.
However, their treatment was the same as that of Lü Pingzhi, who was lying down; they came up quickly, but they also went back down quickly.
Jing Zhe had already become a Grandmaster. He directly used his internal energy to open the Grandmaster realm, creating an internal energy wall around himself, blocking all his disciples from the outside.
The next moment, Jing Zhe pushed with both hands, and his internal force spread out like ripples on water, knocking all the disciples to the ground.
After all, he came to Kunlun Mirror to find Pei Yunxi. If he injured all the disciples of the mirror, not only would Pei Chunjing lose face, but Pei Yunxi would also lose face.
So Jing Zhe simply pushed them down.
"President Jing, please show mercy!"
Seeing his fellow disciples all taken down, Zhou Tong was shocked and quickly spoke up to stop them.
Jing Zhe glanced at him, not intending to make things difficult for them any further, and turned around to chase after Pei Yunxi in the direction she had left. A group of disciples lay on the ground, looking at each other in bewilderment.
...
Following Pei Yunxi's trail, Jing Zhe descended the mountain from the other side of the training ground and returned to the Kunlun Mirror.
Just as Jing Zhe turned to leave, Zhou Tong called out twice from behind, seemingly telling him not to go this way. Jing Zhe didn't hear him clearly and ignored him, continuing forward.
Seeing this, Zhou Tong chased after him for a few steps, but after watching him go down the mountain, he stopped, seemingly afraid to go any further. Jing Zhe was curious, but still did not stop.
Perhaps because he had taken a new path, the buildings and layout he saw were quite different from those in the front courtyard of Kunlun Mirror. A faint fragrance wafted in the air, and outside the doors of the rows of interconnected rooms hung some red and green clothes, it seemed…
This doesn't look like a girl's bedroom at all.
Jing Zhe stared at the row of women's clothing hanging outside the door—if he wasn't mistaken, these should all be women's underwear, belonging to his fourth sister.
But Pei Yunxi is just one person, how can she wear so many clothes?
"ah…"
While Jing Zhe was in a daze, he suddenly heard a scream behind him. Turning around, he saw a beautiful young woman standing at the door with a wooden basin in her hand, looking at him with a shocked expression.
When she saw Jing Zhe turn around, she instinctively took a step back, but when her gaze fell on Jing Zhe's face, she shut her mouth, and the wooden basin in her hand fell to the ground, scattering the clothes inside.
At this moment, Jing Zhe suddenly woke up.
How could there only be one female disciple, her fourth sister, in the Kunlun Mirror?
So many clothes, clearly not belonging to one woman, means he's in a place where women gather!
No wonder Zhou Tong stopped him earlier!
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