Jiang Leng knew he was no match for him, so he simply bowed and said, "We are in a hurry to go and do our duty for Master today. Please make way, Senior Brother."
Ren Xuan smiled and said, "No rush, there's time for a sparring match, right?"
Shen Xiaoxiao understood that he just wanted to beat up the brothers in the name of sparring. She took a breath and thought that as long as she apologized and got a couple of slaps, this matter should be over, right? But before she could step forward, the eldest brother took a step forward first.
"Then I will spar with you..."
“Senior Brother…” Shen Xiaoxiao looked at the back.
Ren Xuan knew in his heart that someone would be beaten today, and that person would definitely be him, otherwise...
"Exchange? I like it!" The sudden voice behind her scared Shen Wanwan. She looked up and her heart almost stopped beating.
Fang Zhiyi stood behind them and looked at his disciples: "I asked you to buy something, but you took your time!"
"Master..." The disciples were a little surprised and a little happy.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand and turned to look at Ren Xuan: "You want to spar with my apprentice?"
Ren Xuan bowed and saluted: "Disciple Ren Xuan greets Master Qingxu." After all, they were of different generations, so he was a little surprised that Fang Zhiyi's arrival was so silent.
"Don't be so pretentious. You really want to spar with my disciple, right?"
Ren Xuan didn't know how to respond for a moment. He had heard from his junior sister that True Man Qingxu was protective of his people, and if he said something wrong, it would be difficult to end up like this.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyi patted him on the shoulder, and the pressure of the Yuanying Great Perfection was released in an instant.
Ren Xuan's legs went weak. No way! He was just trying to spar with his apprentice, and now he was going to fight?
"Great sparring! Great sparring!" Fang Zhiyi laughed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "But this isn't the right place. Let's go to my place!"
The group was brought to Qingxu Peak in a daze.
Fang Zhiyi pointed to the empty space in the middle and said, "Here, let's spar here."
"Master Qingxu..." Ren Xuan always felt something was wrong.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, time is tight and the task is heavy, let's have a discussion!" After that, he pulled a chair over and sat aside, like a referee.
Ren Xuan was also dumbfounded. With Master Qingxu sitting here, he didn't dare to use too much force. But since he had already said it, he could only keep up the fight. But it was obvious that these scraps could never be his match.
Jiang Leng and his group had the same question, but Fang Zhiyi didn't explain and just arranged the order for them to appear.
Ren Xuan could only start the sparring in a serious manner, and with one move, Jiang Leng was defeated.
Replace the next person, lose again, replace again.
Shen Wanwan was puzzled. Was this Qingxu Zhenren sick? He let his own disciple get beaten? It wasn't really a beating, though. Senior Brother was holding back. But why did he seem so nervous?
Ren Xuan had no words to grievance. Although Fang Zhiyi was sitting there calmly, his spiritual energy was firmly locked on him. Ren Xuan had no doubt that if he injured these scraps, he might be beaten to death the next moment. The threat was as real as if it were real.
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