Yun Feimiao knew that Gong Zhuo was just talking nonsense, but she was still unhappy when she heard that Gong Zhuo wanted to see Xie Yang being stepped on by others.
He looked down at Gong Zhuo's feet and wanted to step on them.
But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, Gong Zhuo was just talking nonsense and had no ill intentions. He couldn't step on others just because of such a small matter.
Gong Zhuo didn't notice Yun Feimiao's gaze and was still waving his hands and cheering.
"Come on, Lao Fen, let me see how you step on Lao Xie."
"Come on, Lao Fen, let me see you..."
"Stop talking, stop talking." Jiang Qingruo noticed Yun Feimiao's gaze and quickly covered Gong Zhuo's mouth. "Just watch the game, why are you yelling?"
"You are now a direct disciple of the Wanjian Sect. Your words and actions represent the image of our sect. Please don't jump too much, okay?"
"All right."
Gong Zhuo had no choice but to sit back down obediently, and Yun Feimiao also withdrew his gaze.
Xie Yang on the stage was confused, and Gong Fen was shaking with anger, mixed with a hint of fear.
Xie Yang didn't like Gong Fen, but he still politely bowed to him. When the whistle of the game sounded, he immediately swung his sword without any hesitation, splitting the knife in Gong Fen's hand into two halves.
Gong Fen had not been able to successfully contract his natal spirit sword when he entered the sword tomb before. The sword in his hand now was obtained by asking his family for a lot of spirit stones in order to prepare for this competition.
Unexpectedly, it was cut off by Xie Yang's sword after only a few days of use.
Gong Fen had long expected that Xie Yang would not be polite to him, but he did not expect the other party to be so rude.
He was heartbroken and extremely angry. He wanted to fulfill his promise to trample Xie Yang under his feet, but he did not have the strength to do so. There was a high possibility that he would be trampled under the feet of Xie Yang.
Forget it, a man who knows the times is a hero. Instead of staying on the stage and getting beaten, it is better to admit defeat early.
Gong Fen was about to open her mouth, but found that she couldn't open her mouth at all, as if something was blocking it.
He picked up the broken knife and looked at himself, but found that there was nothing on his mouth.
What's going on? Is he seeing a ghost?
"I didn't expect this senior brother to have the time to look in the mirror. It seems I was too slow in my moves."
As Xie Yang spoke, he launched a torrential attack, hitting Gong Fen all over his body.
Xie Yang's Shadow-Splitting Sword was originally composed of twelve swords, each of which could split into six clones. Although the clones were not physical, they could still cause real pain when they landed on someone.
Gong Fen couldn't see clearly how Xie Yang drew his sword. He only felt a blur in front of his eyes, full of interlaced afterimages, and waves of severe pain came from his body one after another, leaving him with no way to escape or avoid.
Not being able to cry out made his whole body hurt even more. He wanted to fight back, but the two broken swords in his hands could not withstand so many sword shadows.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's too brutal."
Xiao Yue, who was sitting on a tree drinking tea and watching the show, couldn't help but shake his head and complained, "I saw this guy once. He looked very shy. He would blush when his partner kissed him on the cheek."
"Although he wanted to kiss her back in the end, he still seemed very shy."
"As a result, I didn't expect that he would beat people like this."
Sect Master Ji laughed and said, "The disciple from the Broadsword Sect's surname is Gong. He must have a grudge against Xie Yang's best friend, Gong Zhuo."
"I see." Xiao Yue nodded. "I never thought that this guy, who looked so dignified and upright, actually had such evil intentions that he actually used his soul power to silence his opponent's surrender."
If he saw it correctly, the boy named Xie Yang possessed a spirit body of strong wind.
It was said that those with special physiques like the Gangfeng Spirit Body and the Righteous Dao Body were generally very upright and resolute in mind, because if they developed any evil thoughts, their special physiques would collapse.
So, can't this little bit of bad intention be called a crooked mind? He saw that the boy's spirit body was quite strong.
Xie Yang on the stage had no idea that someone had been secretly observing him, and he continued to practice sword skills on Gong Fen seriously and attentively.
That's right, Xie Yang was now treating Gong Fen as a puppet for martial arts sparring, performing more than a dozen sword techniques on the stage, each strike targeting a different part of Gong Fen's body.
It can be said that there is no place on Gong Fen's body that does not hurt.
But Xie Yang still did not stop. Instead, he used all the sword techniques he had learned in the Wanjian Sect on Gong Fen before stopping.
Gong Fen wanted to roll on the ground in pain, but every time he felt he could not stand any longer, a gust of wind would hold him up tightly, forcing him to continue standing and taking the beating.
"Ah ...
When Gong Fen found that he could scream in pain, he immediately admitted defeat loudly, rolled off the stage, and rolled towards the direction of Yaowang Sect.
"Brothers and sisters from the Medicine King Sect, please help me. Xie Yang is simply not a human being. He actually…"
"Woo woo woo, he actually..."
"Are you a man? Can you speak frankly?" Yun Ruogui frowned. "I just had a fight with you, didn't I? Why are you crying like you were violated?"
"Isn't this intentional attempt to ruin Xie Yang's reputation?"
Yun Ruogui was so angry at Gong Fen that she suspected that this guy just wanted to slander Xie Yang's innocence out of thin air.
With Xiao Qi as her girlfriend, what could Xie Yang do to a big, ugly man like him?
(Gong Fen is not ugly, just not that good-looking. But when Yun Ruogui is angry, he becomes uglier the more he looks at her.)
"I...I am..."
"Alright, stop hemming and hawing." Yun Ruogui impatiently directed the junior fellow beside him, "Junior Brother Su Ye, just take off his shirt and let everyone see what Xie Yang has done to him."
"Ah?" The young man beside him hesitated, "Senior Sister Yun, this is not good, right?"
"What's wrong with that? He rolled over here without even caring about his face..."
Gong Fen’s inner voice: Is it possible that it was because I was in so much pain that I couldn’t even walk?
"Aren't you just trying to tarnish Xie Yang's reputation?"
Gong Fen’s inner voice: Although I do have this thought, it hurts so much now, I must be seriously injured, is there any need to slander me on purpose?
"Then let's expose everything for everyone to see. Let's see if Xie Yang really did such a heavy-handed thing! He's thick-skinned anyway, so he shouldn't be afraid of being seen."
Gong Fen’s inner voice: Although I am not afraid of being seen by others, I don’t admit that I am thick-skinned.
Su Ye covered her face: "I don't know if he is thick-skinned or not, but I am thin-skinned! Senior sister, I am a homosexual. It's not good to directly strip a man's clothes, right?"
Gong Fen: “…”
He quickly covered his collar tightly and rolled to the side, trying to stay away from Su Ye.
He is not a homosexual and cannot lose his innocence here.
Yun Ruogui said unhappily, "Then find a fellow apprentice who's not gay!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
Su Ye hurriedly trotted away.
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