Chapter 146 Outer Gate Duel

On the stage, a tall outer disciple was looking down coldly at the new disciple who had just been knocked down by him.

"You... wait until Brother Xiao Fan comes, he will not let you go."

The young man lying on the ground had blood all over his mouth, his clothes were torn, and he was seriously injured, and even his voice was a little quieter.

He and several people on the right side of the stage were new disciples who set up stalls with Zhu Gang.

He was not strong enough, and it was a blessing to be able to join the Jixian Sect, so he wanted to make a little money by setting up stalls...

As a result, he was beaten up by the opponent.

"Xiao Fan?"

The other side sneered: "What can a mere new disciple do?"

"You, wait for Brother Xiao Fan to come..."

The young man lying on the ground was not convinced, but before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the abdomen again, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood on the spot...

The whole person almost fainted.

"Waste."

The tall outer disciple glanced at the unconscious man, then looked up at the other new disciples: "Next, who's your turn?"

At this time, three people were seriously injured, and there were four people in total, including the man who was just knocked off the ring.

There were seven people standing on their side, including four men and three women. All the men who had just entered the ring were men, and only three women were still able to fight...

These three new female disciples were good-looking and had good figures.

"I'll do it."

A weak voice came from the right, and a woman who looked very delicate stood up, but her cultivation was only the fifth level of the Qi Transformation Realm.

The tall outer disciple opposite had the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Qi Transformation Realm.

"Haha...are all the men dead? You, a little girl, are going to fight."

The tall man smiled evilly and said jokingly, "I think you look pretty good. How about following me in the future? I promise you will have a good life in the future."

This tall man had a loud voice, and everyone around him could hear it clearly.

The onlookers had different expressions, some sighed, some were reluctant, and some laughed...

This kind of thing is very common in the outer sect.

The people who laughed were all in the same group as the tall monk on the stage. There were five of them in total, all of whom were outer sect disciples who had been in the sect for many years, and the weakest among them was only in the ninth level of Qi transformation.

On weekdays, they rarely carried out tasks, and relying on their strong strength, they often bullied the menial disciples and robbed them of contribution points.

However, they did not expect that this year, there would be outer disciples who would also set up stalls to do business...

And their cultivation was so weak...

So they found faults, provoked, and finally fought in the ring...

"You, you guys!"

The woman opposite, wearing a blue robe, was so angry that she trembled all over when she heard the disgusting words of the man opposite...

She was also a member of a family, and she had never been humiliated like this before.

She was so angry that she slapped her storage bag, and a long sword of a mysterious grade magic weapon appeared in her hand. She rushed up to fight with this man.

The deacon on the side watched coldly, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Are you not happy to listen to a few words from you?"

The tall man snorted coldly. What if the other party had a mysterious grade magic weapon in his hand?

His cultivation was the great perfection of the Qi transformation realm, and he had absolute suppression in his realm.

His aura suddenly surged, and a terrifying pressure emanated from him. He swung his right hand vigorously.

The woman's wrist holding the sword was hit, and her body tilted on the spot. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. She barely managed to keep her balance.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the man had already approached her and punched the woman in the abdomen.

The woman groaned in pain and fell to the ground, losing her ability to fight.

The gap between the two sides was too big, and she was no match at all.

The strong disciple did not continue to attack, but set his sights on the long sword still in the woman's hand.

This is a Xuan-level magic weapon.

Good stuff.

Not all outer disciples have it, and even if they do, who would complain about having too many magic weapons?

The tall disciple walked to the woman with a smirk on his face, leaned over and snatched the magic weapon long sword from the woman's hand.

"You..."

Not sure if it was because of anger or injury, the woman spit out a mouthful of blood, she supported the ground with her hands, and tried to stand up.

"This magic weapon is good. I want it. Consider it your protection fee for this month." The tall man showed a wicked smile.

"Give me back the sword..." The woman had barely stood up, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was going to kill someone.

The man on the opposite side said coldly: "You don't know how to be polite."

Then he kicked the woman in the abdomen.

The woman could barely stand up at this time, how could she withstand such a strong kick from him.

She was kicked more than ten meters away on the spot, with blood flowing from her mouth...

However, the woman gritted her teeth and lay on the ground before fainting, staring at the man on the opposite side who was playing with his long sword with angry eyes.

The deacon on the side glanced at the tall disciple.

The other party smiled knowingly: "Deacon Sun, don't worry, you will definitely get some benefits."

The man took out a storage bag from his arms and secretly stuffed it into Deacon Sun's arms.

Deacon Sun checked it and nodded with satisfaction, turning a blind eye to the snatching of magic weapons just now.

The rules of the ring area allow fighting, but you cannot snatch each other's magic weapons.

"You, damn it!"

"Give Hai Jiao's magic weapon back!"

"Damn it, why hasn't Brother Zhu come back yet..."

Several new disciples were indignant and angry. Two women rushed to the ring to check the injuries of the woman named Hai Jiao.

"Haha, that kid is afraid and ran away, right? He left you alone?" The tall man was playing with the long sword in his hand, very satisfied, and smiled sarcastically:

"Let me tell you, even if he invited the new disciple named Xiao Fan, what can he do? A new disciple, I beat him with one hand and made him call me grandpa!"

"Take back what you said now, you may still be alive!"