Zhu Biao was very proud. What he did to Jiang Yuke today was so embarrassing. Not only was he embarrassed, but his reputation plummeted. Not to mention, he also weakened the influence of Li Yixiao and others' plot behind him by nearly half.
Winning all three competitions, the top three in the junior class ranked first among the entry-level disciples. This should have been a very interesting topic, but with Jiang Yuke disrupting it, the strength of the junior class no longer seemed so real.
Mu Xuehua was able to compete with Jiang Yuke, the top two in the small class, for eighty rounds. Compared with Kong Chi's loss to Li Yixiao and Lei Wenhu's loss to Li Bingyan, this was more dramatic and unbelievable.
Although he still doesn't understand what Li Yixiao and the others are planning. What benefits can Li Yixiao gain from defeating Kong Chi, Li Bingyan defeating Lei Wenhu, and Jiang Yuke inviting an unbeatable opponent?
Zhu Biao feels happy when he succeeds in sabotage. Although his hatred of rich people is not strong, it is undeniable that he always has it.
Time passed in a blink of an eye.
"Haha, I wish you good luck, brother, did you go out and work hard again today?" In the dining hall, a person said with a playful smile, and the word "老" was emphasized very tightly.
"Nu Lai Nu is of no use, trash is just trash..." Another person mocked without concealment.
"Hehe, I don't think so, I'm so arrogant. But, bah, I don't even look at my face, I just pee and take a picture. I have bad luck on my face. I just want to enter the inner door. To hell with it.
..." The last person was more direct. Although he and the second person both spoke face to face, Zhu Biao was just a few steps away.
The fifth day of August.
July passed, and in August Zhu Biao worked harder. Basic swordsmanship lessons and internal exercises cost 6 gold, and his assets shrank instantly. I felt really sad.
Zhu Biao didn't want to waste a single minute, meditating and practicing swordplay. He would spend all of the month on the blade! But he wanted to be quiet, but someone refused to let him be quiet. Starting from the second grade of junior high school, Gao Yonghui, Song Kuan, and Deng Senyusan
People began to ridicule him constantly. Standing behind the three of them was Jiang Yuke. Zhu Biao had no idea that Jiang Yuke would retaliate so unabashedly and directly.
Mu Xuehua's anger surged. When he found out, he immediately wanted to fight for Zhu Biao, but Zhu Biao stopped him. Because he hadn't figured out what Jiang Yuke's purpose was? Was it really revenge for the fight? Or was it for revenge?
What he publicized to the outside world was purely to provoke Mu Xuehua into taking action, and then he would 'teach Mu Xuehua a lesson' so that everyone could see clearly the real gap between him and Mu Xuehua?
However, Jiang Yuke's direct and rudeness caught Zhu Biao off guard. He was very confused, did the Jiang family not cherish feathers at all? After such an obvious evil trick was done to a little shrimp like him, wouldn't he be afraid of being betrayed by the superiors of the sect?
Criticism?
After Zhu Biao did what he did, he knew in his heart that he would definitely be retaliated against in the future. Even if Jiang Yuke was in trouble and could not tell him about the forces behind it, his own influence alone was enough to benefit Zhu Biao.
No matter how much you think about, you are all thinking about conspiracies and tricks. How could you expect that others would come out in the open?
Can a tiger still play tricks against a rabbit? That's right. And Zhu Biao himself is a reptile at best. In front of the Jiang family, he can't even compare to a rabbit that can only kick its legs and bite people. As for the feathers of the family's power, Jiang
What does it matter if Yu Ke's secret information loses some reputation in front of a top-notch martial artist?
Gains are great benefits for the family; losses are irrelevant. Anyone will make a choice!
Some of Zhu Biao's concepts from his previous life still remain in his mind, and he has not fully realized that the current world is a naked world of power, without even the thin layer of legal cloak he wore in his previous life.
Well! His eyes became sharp. He couldn't bear it any longer. Zhu Biao's patience had run out in four days. He could stop Mu Xuehua from standing up for him, but he wouldn't tolerate it so much that he would be "cowardly".
The tray with the meal wanted to cover it directly on the head of the foul-mouthed Deng Senyu...
"Shut up—" A cold scolding voice sounded at this time.
It was Lu Yu, the master swordsman! Zhu Biao realized immediately and immediately restrained his temper that was about to explode.
There are six Zhangjian brothers, namely the entry-level disciples, who are either disciples or senior inner disciples. They are the deputies of the Zhangjian. Lu Yu is one of the two Zhangjian brothers in the middle class. He is usually easy-going, but at this time he is
It's as cold as an iceberg that has been around for thousands of years.
The coldness in their eyes struck Gao Yonghui and the three of them like knives. The three people who were arrogant and arrogant a second ago immediately started to tremble, trembling more than a mouse when it saw a cat. Because people with better tempers would explode more violently.
Seriously, everyone understands this.
"Save yourself on the cliff and face the wall for seven days. Get out of here right away——"
This is a very severe punishment, not only because Zhu Biao has a senior disciple in front of him, but also because Lu Yu has a good temper. The actions of Gao Yonghui and the others in the past few days have made him feel disgusted. Today, the three of them
Lu Yu was even more disgusted by the bad words in front of him. Even without the care of his seniors, Lu Yu would have severely punished Gao Yonghui and others.
And why should I put it, his own eyes seemed to be wrong. The senior of the sect, whose status was not low, suddenly valued Zhu Biao, a mediocre person. Lu Yu was quite puzzled at first. What is so good about Zhu Biao?
He is a completely mediocre person, even if he is placed in an outer sect, he will not stand out. After teaching Zhu Biao for two years, Lu Yu thinks that he is quite bright with a pair of masks.
But, it’s amazing. In just ten days, Zhu Biao’s strength has made a significant improvement. Lu Yu has never played against Zhu Biao, but as a first-class master, he can tell that Zhu Biao has improved greatly in these few days.
He has passed the third-rate threshold. It’s so amazing. Did he suddenly become enlightened? To this day, even Lu Yu himself can’t help but want to see what Zhu Biao will have in the inner sect selection competition this month.
Performance.
"Hmph!" Jiang Yuke, who was sitting in the corner of the dining hall, snorted dissatisfied. Now everyone knows that these three people are his subordinates. Lu Yu's refusal to give face punishment is completely slandering his own face!
Jiang Yuke did a lot of research in the past five days. Many people have felt that cold feeling that penetrates the body. This directly confirmed the truth of Zhu Biao's "secret" from the side. Jiang Yu felt as if his heart was on fire.
Ke Du couldn't wait to get the martial arts secret book.
He sent out Gao Yonghui and three others to trouble Zhu Biao, and spread rumors against Mu Xuehua to cover up his true purpose. The plan had always been going smoothly, but Lu Yu stepped forward to interfere. It was simply hateful.
.
"You have a different opinion?"
The noise in the dining hall suddenly fell silent. Jiang Yuke lowered his head and still resented Lu Yu for being ignorant, but he didn't see that all the eyes in the dining hall were focused on his table. Li Yixiao, Li Bingyan
Under Lu Yu's cold gaze, it was like sitting under a magnifying glass, not daring to make the slightest move.
After Lu Yu punished Gao Yonghui and the others, he turned his head as if he heard Jiang Yuke's "hum" and walked directly over. In fact, Lu Yu really heard that hum. He was
The level of a top-notch expert, every move in the entire dining room cannot be hidden from his ears.
With his face flushed with shame, Jiang Yuke was eager to find a gap on the ground and get in immediately under the attention of dozens of people in the dining hall.
What about the proud man of heaven? The majesty of the sword cannot be doubted.
Everyone was looking at Jiang Yuke, and no one noticed that Zhu Biao had quietly stepped aside, with a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent.
