Tian Xuan Peak's Zhan Ren's group must still be paying attention to Lu Ping. Even if Lu Ping did not clearly sense it, he could guess this.
Tian Xuan Peak also had a disciplinary committee. Zhan Ren and many of his disciples were members of the disciplinary committee. If there was any violation of the rules in the Seven Star Trials, the disciplinary committee would step in and speak up. Zhan Ren had already tried to find an excuse to increase Lu Ping's punishment once, and if Lu Ping violated the rules again, he would just use the excuse of "I gave you a chance" to disqualify Lu Ping.
Although Lu Ping did not care much about the Seven Star Trials, he would not be happy if those guys did whatever they wanted. So when he heard Little Sister Tang say this, he was slightly startled.
And when Huang Juan heard Little Sister Tang's words, he calmed down. He was originally still on guard against Lu Ping. After all, logically speaking, he was the one who violated the rules first. It was not considered a violation for others to defend and counterattack. But when he heard Little Sister Tang's words, he instantly knew that Lu Ping had misgivings and did not dare to do anything that broke the rules. Even if it was a legitimate counterattack, he was afraid that others would put a label on him.
This should be offending the disciplinary committee, right?
Then his current actions, could it be that he was selling a favor to the disciplinary committee? Maybe his subsequent punishment would not be too severe?
In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Huang Juan's mind. The gaze he shot at Lu Ping had a hint of provocation in it. But he did not expect that Lu Ping's hesitation was only for an instant.
He, who did not care about the Seven Star Trials, saw that Little Sister Tang was being hurt in front of him. Making a decision was a simple matter.
Just as many thoughts flashed through Huang Juan's mind, Lu Ping continued to swing his fist and smashed it into Huang Juan's face.
This punch was so solid that the knuckles firmly squeezed into Huang Juan's cheek, sending him flying and seeing stars.
"You!"
Huang Juan did not do anything, but Little Sister Tang was the first to get angry.
"Are you okay?" Lu Ping asked her.
"Of course I'm okay, what would happen to me? Don't you understand what I'm saying? "Little sister Tang said angrily.
"I'm fine now. If I didn't make a move, I don't think it'd be easy to say," Lu Ping confessed. Huang Juan's attack just now. He heard it clearly. That was really a strike that would kill Little Sister Tang regardless of anything.
"So what?" Little sister Tang said angrily.
"Then he's dead," Lu Ping said.
"You …" Tang Xiaomei was so angered by Lu Ping's straightforwardness that she didn't know what to say. On the other side, Huang Juan sat on the ground and covered her face with one hand. He was in a daze.
Zhan Ren's students, the ones that Lu Ping had beaten into submission the moment he entered the fourth round, like a mouse seeing a cat, appeared. Their expressions were very different, including He Qiao, who had been knocked out by Lu Ping.
Because they were not here to challenge Lu Ping. They were here to carry out the duties of the Disciplinary Committee.
"What's going on?" He Qiao rushed at the front of the group, unusually dignified. The armband with the word "Ji" written on it on his left arm was displayed in a very conspicuous position by his standing posture, directly facing Lu Ping.
"That person." Lu Ping pointed at Huang Juan. "The opponent already admitted defeat, but he still wanted to kill the opponent. I stopped him."
"From what you're saying, I should reward you?" The Disciplinary Committee's armband gave He Qiao a lot of confidence. At this time, facing Lu Ping, he returned to the He Qiao who hadn't been directly pierced by Lu Ping's three earth-shattering strikes.
"That's not necessary. It's nothing, "Lu Ping said.
"Hmph." He Qiao snorted coldly and turned his gaze to Huang Juan.
"What do you say?" he asked.
Huang Juan's eyes instantly lit up.
There's a chance, there's a chance.
The Disciplinary Committee and Lu Ping had a conflict. He could practically feel it with his eyes closed. Right now, as long as he could find a valid explanation for the Disciplinary Committee, he wouldn't have to worry about being biased.
"I didn't want to kill," Huang Juan immediately said. "I just wanted to take back my sword."
"Your sword?"
"Yes, my sword, the Dragontongue Sword," Huang Juan said heavily.
The Dragontongue Sword had already been untied by Tang Xiaomei. Her entire left forearm was dripping with blood, and her clothes were dyed into a paste. Even so. The Dragontongue Sword was still tightly gripped in her hands. Two hands. Fresh blood flowed down the blade, and a few strands of flesh could even be seen on the blade.
"You have the face to say this is your sword?" Tang Xiaomei laughed coldly.
"Why not? Teacher died, and the Sparrow Tongue Sword was taken back by the Hall of Seven Sins. The Dragontongue Sword was Teacher's personal property, and he didn't leave any last words. Naturally, I, the head disciple, should inherit it, "Huang Juan said righteously.
"At this time, he's your teacher again? At this time, you're the head disciple again? "Huang Juan's shamelessness made Tang Xiaomei not know whether to laugh or cry.
"That should be the case," Huang Juan said confidently.
"Go to hell!" Tang Xiaomei suddenly raised her arms. She actually swung her sword. The sword qi instantly rose from the ground, bringing with it a cloud of dust as it sliced towards Huang Juan. Towards her fellow disciples, she only had the intention of teaching them a lesson. Their actions, at the end of the day, were just a little selfish. It was not a crime, and certainly not worthy of death.
But Huang Juan, as the head disciple, was most favored by Teacher. The Dragontongue Sword had exposed his shamelessness and despicableness. It was so disgusting that Tang Xiaomei felt no guilt in killing him.
Huang Juan did not expect Tang Xiaomei to have killing intent at this time, and even dare to attack in front of the Tian Xuan Peak disciplinary team. Although his strength was above Tang Xiaomei's, with the Dragontongue Sword in her hand, the power of the Divine Weapon, the power of the sword was instantly beyond what he could withstand.
"Impudence!!" He Qiao and the others roared, but it was too late to stop them. A cloud of dust flew towards Huang Juan. Huang Juan hurriedly tried to dodge, but a flower of blood had already bloomed in front of him.
Tailwind.
Tang Xiaomei angrily attacked, and without thinking, she used the superpower she was most proficient in. This sword attack seemed to have only traveled halfway, but the power of the soul, had already arrived in front of He Qiao. He Qiao did not have time to distinguish in his haste, and was dodged head-on. Blood spurted out wildly, and he fell backwards.
With such a sudden change in the situation, He Qiao and the others did not care about any word games. A circle of people all wanted to attack Tang Xiaomei, but Lu Ping shot forward, and blocked in front of Tang Xiaomei.
"In the Seven Star Examination, to dare to use a sword to commit murder, the mastermind and accomplices, don't even think of escaping!" With one sentence, He Qiao had already included Lu Ping. But after that, he began to feel uneasy. This Lu Ping did not seem to be afraid of their identity as members of the disciplinary team? If they really did not care about anything and attacked, although they had many people, but … would it be enough?
Safely passing through three Toppling Mountains and Overturning Seas, it was a huge psychological blow to He Qiao. Although they had the advantage in numbers, they were still worried that they were not Lu Ping's opponent. It was not that the others did not have the same thoughts. Although they surrounded him, when they saw that Lu Ping was going to protect him regardless of anything, they immediately stopped watching.
When they stopped, a voice immediately came from the side.
"What are the rules of the North Style Academy's Seven Star Examination? I don't understand. "The voice said.
"Who is it?" He Qiao immediately turned his head. He was apprehensive towards Lu Ping, but how many others could be taken seriously by the disciplinary team? He was naturally not in a good mood.
"My surname is Yan, I am Yan Xize." Yan Xize, who had silently watched the entire process, introduced himself.
"Which courtyard are you from, and who is your teacher?" He Qiao saw that Yan Xize did not wear the uniform of the seven peaks, and guessed which courtyard he was from. His tone immediately became stricter.
"I am not from any courtyard, I am from Luoyang City in the northwest. I also do not have a teacher, my father teaches me cultivation, he is called Yan Qiuci. "
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