The first thousand two hundred and forty-four chapters are unbearable
Yi Yun's cultivation level can be seen at a glance, and people can also feel that Yi Yun has a deep foundation, but of course his understanding of laws and powerful moves cannot be seen, and the direct disciples of Wanshenling are all high-minded.
The arrogant people, most of them are the outstanding ones who spent a lot of resources to cultivate within Wanshenling. It is hard for them to imagine that they are not as good as an outside disciple.
"Junior Brother Song, are you okay?"
The tall and thin young man dodged and came to Song Bowen's side. When he checked Song Bowen's injuries, his face suddenly darkened. Song Bowen's Dantian and meridians were severely burned. Although it would not affect his cultivation, he was bedridden.
Baoyue can't run away.
"You are so arrogant to take advantage of people's unpreparedness and attack suddenly, to do this cruelly, and to blatantly violate the rules of the sect!" the tall, thin young man said fiercely.
According to the rules of Wanshenling, no disciple is allowed to suddenly attack each other. If there is an internal dispute that cannot be resolved, both parties can agree to go to Wanshentai to compete, and the loser will pay the compensation agreed in advance.
Once on the Ten Thousand Gods Platform, you can beat him to death. Although the sect rules stipulate that you are not allowed to kill the opponent, but because the compensation involved is often not a small amount, no one dares to hold back. If you really accidentally kill someone,
Death is something that cannot be helped. After all, the sword has no eyes!
Therefore, even if there is a dispute between ordinary disciples, they will not go to the Ten Thousand Gods Platform easily.
If someone like Yi Yun suddenly strikes someone and seriously injures someone, he will be punished.
"Hehe!" Yi Yun sneered twice, "Everyone here knows who started the dispute today. Don't use the rules to pressure me. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to Wanwan.
God's platform, we have agreed on the compensation, and I am happy to accompany you!"
"you……"
The tall, thin young man's voice faltered and he had nothing to say.
Although he just said that Yi Yun won through a sneak attack, he knew very well that even if Yi Yun did not attack by surprise, his strength would be several times that of Song Bowen.
Moreover, Yi Yun may not have used all his strength yet. If he really faced Yi Yun, he was completely unsure. How could he dare to go to the Ten Thousand Gods Platform so easily?
"Use the Ten Thousand Gods Platform to provoke me? You really think I'm afraid of you!"
Although the tall and thin young man did not dare in his heart, he refused to admit defeat. After all, he had been a direct disciple for twenty years. Song Bowen was just a new direct disciple, and his strength was far inferior to that of the tall and thin young man.
He stared at Yi Yun silently, as if he wanted to see through Yi Yun's strength.
At this moment, Yi Yun said to Zuo Yan Xiaoyu who was beside him: "Xiaoyu, all the food was spilled just now. Go get new ones now."
ah?
After Yi Yun said this, Xiaoyu suddenly woke up from her fugue state.
She had seen Yi Yun defeat Song Bowen with lightning speed just now. She never expected that the young man she served was so powerful.
"Sir... this meal..."
Zuo Yan Xiaoyu was a little confused. She had spilled the food. Where could she go to get another one? The food cooked by Elder Lan Qin was for one person.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Yi Yun pointing at Song Bowen's table, and his finger was right on Song Bowen's meal.
Is this... asking her to take away Song Bowen's meal?
Seeing the tall and thin young man sitting on the table, his face so gloomy that he could drip water, Zuo Yan Xiaoyu felt guilty.
But after hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the table.
Although she was afraid of the tall and thin young man, she knew that part of the reason why Yi Yun took action today was for her.
In this case, how could she lose to Yi Yun's momentum? Compared to Yi Yun's fierce battle, she was just getting a share of the meal.
Walking to Song Bowen's table, Zuo Yan Xiaoyu saw the little maid who tripped her before. She was standing behind the tall and thin young man, looking at her angrily.
There were competitions among the direct disciples, and there were disputes among the maids. Zuo Yan Xiaoyu was not strong enough, but she could not lose to the opponent's maid. She took away Song Bowen's meal.
At this moment, Yi Yun spoke again: "Take both copies together!"
What!?
As soon as Yi Yun said these words, the atmosphere in the entire place became tense!
A cold glint flashed in the tall and thin young man's eyes. He just wanted to take Song Bowen's food, but he actually wanted to take his as well. It was simply unreasonable.
"Boy! Don't bully others too much!"
"So what if I bully you? I've never been a person who swallows my anger after suffering losses. You ordered your maid to trip Xiaoyu and spilled a portion of my meal. It's only natural for me to ask you to compensate me. Even if we get into trouble with the Presbyterian Council,
I can’t tell you what’s wrong with me.”
"If you want to keep this meal, you can. If you dare to promise to compete with me at the Wanshentai in three days, I can leave this meal to you."
Yi Yun said calmly. When he said this, everyone in the audience was secretly stunned.
What's so aggressive, that's it!
Although this tall and thin young man was not beaten by Yi Yun, it was worse than being beaten. Now he was almost driven out of his inner demon by Yi Yun.
If you agree to meet Yi Yun at the Ten Thousand Gods Platform, there is a high probability that he will not be able to defeat Yi Yun. When the time comes, he will be beaten black and blue by Yi Yun, and Yi Yun will take the opportunity to take a big hit.
But if he doesn't agree and a little maid takes away the food in front of his eyes, then how can he lose face today?
"You dare?"
The tall and thin young man suddenly looked at Zuo Yan Xiaoyu, his eyes seemed to kill Zuo Yan Xiaoyu.
Zuo Yan Xiaoyu felt her whole body tense up and was a little out of breath being stared at by the tall and thin young man.
But at this moment, Zuo Yan Xiaoyu felt a soft breath flow into her body from all directions, making her feel light and the pressure dissipated invisible.
Zuo Yan Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at Yi Yun. She knew that it was Yi Yun's aura that protected her.
This gave Zuo Yan Xiaoyu an inexplicable sense of security. She was from an ordinary background and had never felt like this before. She had a strong backing to support her, and she would not feel guilty even when faced with enemies that were usually out of her reach.
Gritting her teeth, Zuo Yan Xiaoyu really reached out to take the food in front of the tall, thin young man!
The tall and thin young man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and at this moment, Yi Yun also pressed on his space ring.
"You can't wait for the Ten Thousand Gods Platform and want to compete with me now?"
Yi Yun's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Abyss, making people feel a chill behind them.
In Wanshenling, the so-called sect rules are originally used to restrain the weak. The stronger the person, the lighter the punishment for violating the sect rules. Moreover, today was the dispute between the tall and thin young man and Song Bowen. Yi Yun originally
This made sense, and people had no doubt that as long as the tall, thin young man made a move, Yi Yun would really take action.
In fact, Yi Yun dared to ask Zuo Yan Xiaoyu to get food because he was sure to severely injure the tall, thin young man before he could hurt Zuo Yan Xiaoyu.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. People watched helplessly as Zuo Yan Xiaoyu's small hand gently grasped the hollow spirit fruit in front of the tall and thin young man.
Everyone present was silent, no one of the direct disciples came forward, and several stewards ignored the matter as it had nothing to do with them.
The tall and thin young man's face had never looked so ugly. He thought about killing the little girl in front of him with one palm, but this would not save his face at all. He knew very well that if he really did this, he would give Yi Yun
A reason to beat yourself up, but the result will not be much better than going to the Ten Thousand Gods Tower.
And because he shot the opponent's little maid first, he didn't even need to be punished by any sect rules.
After all, the tall and thin young man watched helplessly as Zuo Yan Xiaoyu took away his meal!
"I can bear it... I can really bear it..."
"What do you know? Those who want to achieve great things can always endure what others cannot."
Someone laughed and joked that among the many direct disciples present, not everyone had a good relationship with the tall, thin young man. Some could not help but say a few sarcastic words. When these words fell into the ears of the tall, thin young man, it made him want to die.