"What justice?"
Xia Ping glanced at them. "He wanted to spar with me but was defeated by me. You all still want justice?!"
"Defeated? Then why did Senior Brother Bian become like this? Hundreds of bones in his body were broken and he almost died. "The Lingyun Sect disciples gritted their teeth.
They had never seen a spar that could turn Bian Haifan into such a state. It was as though he was about to die.
Xia Ping shrugged. "Fists and legs have no eyes. Who knew that he would be so weak? If I knew that he was so weak, I would have been gentler."
He shrugged his shoulders. He was innocent and it wasn't his fault.
Hearing this, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect became even angrier. They were so angry that smoke was coming out of their nostrils. What was this bastard saying? He was clearly mocking the disciples of the Lingyun Sect for being weak and unable to withstand a single blow.
Many of the Qiankun Sect's disciples felt extremely comfortable. Earlier, this group of Lingyun Sect's disciples were extremely arrogant and even looked down on them for being weak, throwing the face of the Qiankun Sect. Now, the tables had turned. This was karma.
"Bastard!"
Bian Haifan was so angry that his face turned green and he clenched his fists. Especially since the Lingyun Sect's Saintess Ye Mengyao was here, he felt extremely humiliated and humiliated. He actually let the goddess see him in such a humiliating state.
He really wanted to charge up and fight it out with Xia Ping.
"Excuses!"
A female disciple from the Lingyun Sect shouted, "Let's forget about defeating Junior Brother Bian, but why did you kill his mount? This is too much."
"What can I do? This ancient beast is tough to tame and it even wanted to kill me. I could only kill it. I was purely defending myself." Xia Ping said calmly.
"Why did you roast it?"
Xia Ping said, "Recycling."
"You!"
The Lingyun Sect disciples were furious. They stared at Xia Ping.
"You what? If you are not convinced, then fight me if you have the balls." Xia Ping clenched his fists. He didn't mind fighting with these Lingyun Sect disciples to determine who was stronger.
Bian Haifan and the others gritted their teeth and wanted to fight Xia Ping.
"Enough."
At this time, Ye Meng Yao stood up and stopped this group of people from attacking because she could see that Xia Ping's strength was not simple. If this group of people attacked, they would most likely be beaten up.
After all, the strongest person in this group was Bian Haifan. If even he lost so miserably, what chance did the others have of winning?
"Junior Brother Xia, since you want to compete so much, do you want to fight with me?" Ye Meng Yao looked at Xia Ping, revealing a faint smile.
Hearing this, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect were overjoyed. They all knew how terrifying Ye Meng Yao's strength was. She was known as the most talented Saintess of the Lingyun Sect in ten thousand years.
She had only joined the Lingyun Sect for 300 years, but her cultivation was already comparable to the older generation. It was unfathomable. It was said that her strength had already reached the Transcendence Realm and was about to break through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
If Ye Mengyao were to make a move, she would be able to destroy this brat with a single breath.
"Auntie, do you have any shame? This is just a competition between new students. What are you doing here? Step aside. "Xia Ping said with disdain. He could also see that Ye Mengyao's martial arts realm was extremely high, far higher than his.
Fighting with such a person was clearly asking for abuse. He was not that stupid.
Auntie?!
Ye Mengyao's beautiful eyes were spitting fire. She was extremely angry. This was the first time in her life that someone spoke to her like this. Her smile immediately froze.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded. The scene was silent. They looked at Xia Ping with a strange expression. They had to admit that this guy was really asking for a beating.
Who didn't know that Ye Mengyao was a peerless Saintess of a generation? She was dressed in white and exuded an extraordinary temperament. She was like a fairy that descended from the Jade Lake. Her beauty was unparalleled. Anyone would be moved by such beauty.
But this guy said that she was an auntie. What kind of eyes did he have? What kind of aesthetic standards did he have?
"Xia Ping, what are you talking about? Who are you calling an auntie?"
"You can't win, so you started to attack me. Shameless!"
"Senior Sister Ye is only 300 years old now. Moreover, she is from the Fairy Clan. Her lifespan is extremely long. If we were to really compare, she would only be 17 or 18 years old. How can she be an auntie? What kind of eyes do you have?"
"Apologize. Apologize to me immediately."
"Do you know how to speak? Have you seen what a real auntie looks like?!"
"Oh my god, you actually said that Senior Sister Ye is an auntie. Your whole family is an auntie."
A group of female disciples of the Lingyun Sect was furious. Their beautiful eyes glared at Xia Ping, almost spewing fire. Ye Mengyao was their senior sister that they greatly admired. How could they stand a hooligan slandering Ye Mengyao?
They bared their fangs and brandished their claws. They wanted nothing more than to go up and beat this madman up.
As a woman, regardless of whether she was beautiful or not, it was taboo to be called old. Moreover, she was an 18 year old girl. Being called an auntie, even a clay figurine would be angry.
"Alright, when you come out, you have to admit that you are old. Why are you still pretending to be young? Why don't you say that you are 18 years old every year? You are already more than 300 years old. You are old enough to be someone's ancestor." Xia Ping said disdainfully. "This is the matter of us young people. Is it something that you older generation can meddle in?"
"Hehe."
Ye Mengyao chuckled. Even though she had an indifferent state of mind and had cultivated to the realm of calmness, Xia Ping's words were enough to make her choke.
She felt that she rarely got angry in her life. Yet, this fellow was able to provoke her anger. He was about the same as that big liar Wu Wudi. No, he was much more despicable than Wu Wudi.
At least that Wu Wudi didn't appear in front of her, alive and kicking. Yet, this b * stard did.
"Junior brother Xia, I feel that we should still spar. This isn't a competition between people of the same generation. As a senior, I might need to give you some necessary guidance and care."
Ye Mengyao smiled faintly. She wanted this fellow to know the consequences of offending a woman, especially a petty one. If she didn't beat this fellow up until his head was full of bumps, she wouldn't let this matter rest.
Bian Haifan and the others were rejoicing in Xia Ping's misfortune. Who asked this b * stard to have such a cheap mouth? Now that he had offended their senior sister, Ye Mengyao, he wouldn't have a good ending. He would definitely be taught a harsh lesson.
But before Ye Mengyao could act, Xia Ping immediately shouted, "Elder, someone is causing trouble in the Qiankun Sect. Some aunties are bullying the young. These days, aunties are all so shameless. Aren't you going to come out and do something about it?!"
His voice was like a megaphone, instantly spreading out for a radius of several thousand miles. The sound waves condensed into a corporeal form, spreading in all directions. Almost everyone within the range of the sound waves could hear it clearly.
What?!
The group of Qiankun Sect disciples were all dumbfounded. They didn't expect this fellow to be so shameless. He couldn't win against his opponent, yet he directly called for help. He even called his parents over. He didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all.
Ye Mengyao was also stunned.
"What's wrong?"
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