Ren Yi was very miserable and felt helpless. He really tried his best, but it seemed that if he didn't hear him screaming in pain, his master would not let him go. He kept yelling, wishing he could go into battle in person.

Kicked in his place.

While roaring like this, Wu Shixun lost his breath and couldn't take a breath, almost suffocating this strong man to death.

Ren Yi hurriedly went to help him adjust his back, "Master, don't be too hasty. Take a deep breath and take your time. You will be fine."

It stands to reason that Wu Shixun should not listen to Ren Yi's consolation, because he still has dissatisfaction with Ren Yi in his chest.

Based on his previous fiery temper, he should kick him out and let this guy know that he is a very strict and competent master. Under his feet, no one can get away with it.

However, in fact, he just obeyed and naturally followed Ren Yi's words, taking a deep breath slowly and exhaling slowly. It only took a moment, but his face, which was as angry as pig liver color, quickly regained its skin.

original color.

Seeing that it was effective, Ren Yi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and kindly consoled Wu Shixun: "Master, you really need to change your hasty temper, otherwise you will really be anxious to death."

Wu Shixun rolled his eyes at him, "You brat, it's not because of your slackness that you're like this as a teacher. If only you could endure more hardships, would I be like this?"

Ren Yi felt that he had no place to redress his grievances, so he chose to shut up. He had almost said what he said just now, but the master, who was as stubborn as a cow, didn't listen.

He kicked really hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hit it out!

His ability to comprehend is stronger, which makes him feel less pain. Is this also wrong?

Just when they were feeling extremely depressed, a group of disciples rushed in to the small martial arts training ground and quickly surrounded Ren Yi and Wu Shixun.

The leader was a young man wearing a red cloak, a pair of animal skin boots on his feet, and a small leather whip in his hand. He was staring maliciously at either master and apprentice.

When Wu Shixun saw the person coming, the muscles on his face twitched, and he said in a strange tone: "Hey, one of his defeated generals has come to visit again. What's the matter? He didn't kill him last time, so he came to make trouble so quickly.

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The young man took a sip of thick phlegm with disdain, "Huh! You surnamed Wu are just ten years older than me and have practiced for a few more years. If you were the same age as me, believe it or not, I will blow you away?"

"Hmph, you are relying on your strength and numbers to gang up on anyone you catch who doesn't like you. This is simply bullying others too much. As the law enforcement elder of the sect, I naturally have the right to teach you a lesson."

"However, out of jealousy, you have come here to stroke your beard today, but I can't let you go so easily."

Wu Shixun said he was a law enforcement elder, but in fact he had no real power. After all, he could not stand alone.

Taiyi Sect is a physical training sect with many disciples, over a thousand of them, mostly hot-blooded young people, and violent fights happen from time to time. As long as no one is hurt, Wu Shixun basically turns a blind eye.

He closed his eyes and pretended he didn't see it. There was too much drama, and he couldn't handle it all by himself.

The young man in front of him is not an ordinary disciple. If this is really the case, he does not have the guts to commit such a crime. He might be expelled from the disciple.

He was originally Yu Minji, the number one disciple of the Third Elder Song Zhilian. As his name suggests, he was good at capturing people's emotions and his words were the most coaxing. He coaxed the Third Elder into elation, and the resources in his hands continued to flow to

In his hand.

His growing strength made his ambitions expand.

This time he came and deceived all the disciples under the Third Elder's name, in order to suppress the Third Elder.

To put it bluntly, the other elders have very high status, or they are more intricate and powerful elders in the sect.

Wu Shixun is the only one who is weak. As long as he can be taken down, he might have a chance to be promoted to the position of elder. To say the least, even if he cannot be promoted, if a disciple takes down the elder, it will be for himself.

Master, that is, the third elder has gained face.

Faced with Yu Rumin's challenge, Wu Shixun angrily squeezed his fists with bulging veins and turned to Ren Dao: "There are too many people. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, I will try my best to protect you as far as the gate, and then

You take this opportunity to run out and seek the protection of the Great Elder, he is quite fair, do you understand?"

Ren Yi nodded in confusion. It was only his first day here. Many things in the sect were not familiar to him. He had never even heard of who the leader was.

Right now, I have no choice but to vaguely agree.

Wu Shixun's face is really ugly. This is the reason why these disciples don't take Wu Shixun seriously. If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. No matter how powerful Wu Shixun is, he will always be taught a lesson by them in the end of the battle.

Already.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do what he brewed!"

As the young man said these words, the other disciples seemed to have received a charge horn, waving various weapons in their hands and running towards the master and the disciple.

"Well done! Look at my Torrent's Lingtian strike!" Wu Shixun didn't have a weapon at his side at this time, but he picked up any weapon, swung it in a circle, treated him as a humanoid weapon, and kicked him

On his face, he pushed back several disciples who came closer.

During the whole process, Ren Yi couldn't help but felt like the world was spinning. His calf, which he had just practiced kicking, hit the disciples randomly because of no rules. However, the pain was worse than kicking a tree trunk, and he screamed in pain.

After all, those people were not dead people. Facing the incoming humanoid weapons, they would not be beaten so passively. They would either hit them with iron rods or chop them with swords. He was just a newcomer who had only been practicing for an hour.

How can one endure such devastation?

Finally, after being tricked by Wu Shixun enough, Ren Yi was thrown out of the martial arts training ground by him. He spun around a few times in a daze before he managed to stand firm.

"Run!" Wu Shixun shouted loudly.

No matter how fierce the fighting was inside, it was none of Ren Yi's business. He shook his head and ran outside with a confused look on his face. He had kept his mission in mind and did not dare to forget it for a moment.

Wu Lingxun fought off wave after wave of disciples, but when he saw that his successors were weak and about to be breached by someone, he unexpectedly made an unexpected appearance.

However, Ren Yi did not escape from the martial arts training ground. He ran to the door in a hurry and bumped into a soft body. In a hurry, he pushed it away with his hand.
Chapter completed!