What kind of status did Elder Su have? Why would he stand up for these outer sect servants?
What's more, everyone knew that Elder Su had a strange temper. He didn't spend much time in Shenjian Gate.
Upon hearing Teng Ming's words, the remaining young men, who were initially fearful, relaxed once again and sneered.
Although no one in the sect dared to provoke the dignified Elder Su, why would he help a few odd job disciples?
When Xu Jiahui saw that Teng Ming and the others were not bothered and were determined to snatch everyone's Soul-Nurturing Pills, her face turned grave.
Although there were many of them, these five disciples had entered the sect a year earlier than them, and their strength was much stronger than them.
There were many people here, but they were no match for them.
"Don't dawdle. Hand over all the Energy Cultivation Pills you have. Why are you refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Teng Ming looked at Xu Jiahui and the others and sneered. His aura fluctuated as he slowly walked forward. His eyes were filled with disdain as he did not take these people seriously.
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"You want to snatch the Peiyuan Dan? I'll fight you!"
The short and stocky young man's eyes were filled with anger. Yuan Qi immediately swept out from his body. The golden metal Yuan Qi was resplendent and had a sharp aura. He took a step forward and immediately pounced forward. His hand directly punched towards Teng Ming.
This punch contained a kind of martial skill, and it was quite imposing.
The metal element power was extremely sharp, generating a series of swishing noises in the air.
"Zhang Qing, you're overestimating yourself. Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I'll fulfill your wish."
At this moment, Teng Ming did not pay any attention to the sturdy young man's punch. There was a faint sneer on his face as he took a step forward. Before the former's punch could land, he swiftly dodged to the side.
A punch swept past Teng Ming's shoulder. A sharp force whistled and messed up the hair beside his ears.
However, at this moment, Teng Ming's face darkened, and he swiftly kicked the young man called Zhang Qing's lower abdomen.
Bang!
With a faint muffled sound, Zhang Qing's body immediately curled up, and blood spurted out from her mouth.
"Zhang Qing, be careful. Teng Ming, you're too despicable!"
Xu Jiahui shouted, and her body was filled with Vital Qi. She reached out her fair hand, and her fingers were long and slender. Her Vital Qi gathered, and a green light fluctuated as she slapped Teng Ming.
"Junior Sister Jiahui, there is no need to stick your neck out for these useless guys. If you are willing, I will naturally not ask Junior Sister Jiahui for the Energy Cultivation Pill. When I become an inner disciple, I will also find a way to make Junior Sister Jiahui an inner disciple!"
While Teng Ming spoke, his hand was not empty. He shook his arm and struck out a palm strike at Xu Jiahui with an imposing manner.
Chi La!
Two gusts of wind collided with each other as the palms collided and separated upon contact. A strong wind spread out, causing sand and stones to fly in all directions.
"Deng deng."
Xu Huixin's footsteps staggered. Her young and tender body took a few steps back before she stabilized herself. Her delicate and pretty face was a little pale.
This time, Teng Ming also took a step back from the impact, and a flash of light could be seen on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense. If I want to become an inner sect disciple, I will fight for it myself. You should become an inner sect disciple first!"
Xu Jiahui stabilized her body and looked at Teng Ming. She gritted her teeth, and the aura on her body became denser. She did not hold back her aura at all.
Upon hearing Xu Jiahui's words, Teng Ming's face turned gloomy.
"I heard that Junior Sister Jiahui is quite talented. Since that's the case, let's test it out!"
As soon as Teng Ming finished his sentence, he slowly lifted his right leg and stomped it down.
Boom!
At that instant, a low energy rumble was heard from Teng Ming's foot. Vital Qi waves surged, and the aura of a Ninth Level Essence Soul swept out.
The momentum was obviously much stronger than Xu Jiahui's aura.
Teng Ming sneered. 'I must enter the inner sect this time, or my chances will become increasingly slim.
'If I can obtain a few more Essence Strengthening Pills and increase my cultivation, I'll have a higher chance of entering the inner sect.'
"Junior Sister Jiahui, since you don't know how to appreciate favors, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the transparent figure swept out in a straight line and charged toward Xu Jiahui.
"You're only at the Eighth Level Essence Soul Realm. Although you're extraordinary, I'm already at the Ninth Level Essence Soul Realm. Every level is a mountain. Junior Sister Jiahui, you're not my match!"
In the blink of an eye, Teng Ming appeared in front of Xu Jiahui. A green light flickered in his hand, and he clenched his fist that was wrapped in a green radiance. The air whistled as he blasted his fist toward Xu Jiahui.
Xu Jiahui bit her red lips, and there was a kind of determination on her delicate face. She raised her fist and blasted it toward Teng Ming, which collided with his fist.
"Bang!"
When the two fists collided, a muffled sound was immediately heard. Green and green light fluctuated, and a strong wind that was mixed with vitality swept out.
"Whoosh …"
Xu Jiahui's feet rubbed against the ground as she was forced to retreat. It was difficult for her to resist.
"I've said that you're not my match!"
Teng Ming sneered. His body shook slightly, and he stabilized his body after taking half a step back. Immediately after, he closed in on her and formed a hand seal. A finger seal that was condensed from green vitality swept out.
"Whoosh …"
Wrapped in vitality, the finger seal was like an electric arc. It whistled sharply through the air and was as fast as lightning. It was about to sweep into Xu Jiahui's shoulder.
Xu Jiahui was in the midst of retreating, and it was impossible for her to avoid it. It was also impossible for her to resist it. Her complexion changed greatly, and her delicate and pale face lost all color.
"Junior Sister Jiahui, be careful!"
Zhang Qing and the other young men and women were also shocked. They cried out in alarm, but they were powerless to help as they were not Teng Ming's match.
"Whoosh …"
Just as the tricky finger seal that contained a swift and fierce wind was about to sweep into Xu Jiahui's shoulder, a gray figure suddenly appeared. He waved his hand and swept his long sleeve, causing the tricky and fierce finger seal to disappear right in front of him.
Xu Jiahui was the first to be surprised by the sudden change.
Xu Jiahui stopped retreating and looked up. The figure in front of her had a special temperament. It was as tall as a spear and as lofty as a mountain!
The figure was so familiar that Xu Jiahui's eyes lit up.
Everyone's eyes fell on the figure that suddenly appeared.
It was a young man who was about 16 or 17 years old. His long black hair draped over his shoulders, and his skin was bronze, but it gave off a warm feeling like jade.
The young man's face was angular, and he carried an extremely attractive broken sword on his back. It was rusty and looked like a piece of scrap metal that was dug out from somewhere.
The person who came was Su Yi. He wanted to leave as this was the Shenjian Gate, and he did not want to cause trouble.
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