Chapter 71
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The disciples of the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. Only the Zhao Clan dared to speak so arrogantly in the Coiling Dragon Town. What was going on with Ji Jingcheng? His strength wasn't weak.
Chu Yang pulled an inner disciple beside him and asked, "What is going on? Why is it so noisy over there? Are the Zhao Clan here to provoke our martial Inst.i.tution.?"
"Senior Brother Chu, you are back. That is great!"
Hearing the excited voice, that inner disciple was immediately in high spirits. He might be older than Chu Yang, but no one felt strange when he addressed Chu Yang as Senior Brother.
Strength was revered, and the strong was revered. Therefore, the stronger one was the first.
"They are here to provoke us." This person opened his mouth and said, "Today, the Zhao Family sent our Martial Courtyard to discuss the core disciple competition. There are several Zhao Family disciples who came along with us. One of them is called Zhao Yunyang. He is the champion of the Zhao Family's competition."
"The moment he arrived, he challenged the top five of our Inst.i.tution. He defeated the other three Senior Brothers. He might not be Senior Brother Ji, but he is very treacherous. He actually plotted against Senior Brother Ji!"
Coiling Dragon Fruit, Coiling Dragon Secret Domain!
This time's Core Tournament was related to this.
Chu Yang instantly thought of many things. He frowned slightly. The Zhao Clan was probably here to provoke and suppress the martial Inst.i.tution.
As for the champion of the Zhao Clan's Clan Tournament, it was similar to the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. The only difference was that the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. The Zhao Clan's Clan Tournament was much more dangerous and bitter than the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. The Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution.
The Zhao Clan's Clan Tournament was held once a year. Every time, the champion would compete with the champion of the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. The difference this time was that the core disciple assessment was involved in the contest for the Coiling Dragon Secret Domain and the Coiling Dragon Fruit.
The confrontation between the two seemed to have been brought forward, and the timing was very interesting. They actually came to provoke the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. This was obviously a slap in the face!
It wasn't that no one in the martial Inst.i.tution. could beat Zhao Yunyang like a dead dog, but they were not allowed to interfere in the contest between the younger generation core disciples. Once they interfered, not only would the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution appear weak, the Zhao Clan would also send people to interfere.
The Coiling Dragon Martial Institution and the Zhao Clan had been fighting openly and covertly for so many years, and there was already an unspoken rule. In a fight between the same level, whoever interfered would be disgraced.
Of course, the prerequisite was that Zhao Yunyang had to be able to suppress everyone from the Coiling Dragon Martial Inst.i.tution. If he wasn't able to do so, then it would be a waste of effort.
"Zhao Family?"
Chu Yang started to ridicule. He wanted to kill and seize the treasures again, but it was a pity that this was the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution. Furthermore, that so-called Zhao Yunyang was probably a pauper, which was a little boring.
However, he was still very willing to slap the Zhao Clan in the face. He pushed aside the crowd and directly entered. At the center of the field, Ji Jingcheng held a longsword in one hand while blood continuously flowed from his other hand. His complexion was somewhat unsightly.
On the other side, there was a young man with a proud and complacent expression on his face. He also had a sharp sword in his hand. His cultivation was at the middle 8th level of the Primitive Martial Realm. For a disciple of the Martial Courtyard, this level was not low.
On the other hand, after Ji Jingcheng cultivated the Sword Dao Body, his cultivation had yet to recover.
"Despicable! Zhao Yunyang, if you didn't use the poison needle to injure Senior Brother Ji, how could you have won against him?! "
"Shameless, are all the people from the Zhao Clan like this?"
"Hahaha, when you are fighting to the death, don't tell me you want to ask your opponent not to use concealed weapons?" Zhao Yunyang sneered, his face revealed a disdainful expression, "This can only be because your martial institution's so-called genius is too stupid! How can such a person be called a genius? If he was in our Zhao Clan, he wouldn't be a dog fart and would already be a dead man! "
"Despicable!"
"Shameless!"
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