"Senior Brother Wang, do you really have tender feelings for the fairer sex?"
Lin Zijun looked at Wang Yilang mockingly.
Wang Yilang said righteously, "It's not that I have tender feelings for the fairer sex, but it's the law."
"No matter what, I want the two of you to be my Wives Seventeenth and Eighteen."
Lin Shan covered his face and stood up. He wasn't angry at Little Yue 'er because of the slap. Instead, he was even happier.
He had never met such a woman, and it made him go crazy with joy! "Young Master, this world doesn't live up to its name. It's a dignified world, but these ants not only don't have any cultivation, but even their intelligence is so low."
Little Yue 'er sighed softly and said to Ning Qi.
"I'm afraid the destiny of this world is on that Mister Kong."
Ning Qi smiled. From the beginning to the end, he had been observing a certain direction.
He was now certain that the other party had indeed stolen the entire great world and turned everyone into his nutrients.
The feeling that the other party gave Ning Qi was unprecedentedly powerful. Great Divine King Tian Du and Great Divine King Fang Yan combined might not even be half of that Mister Kong.
Wang Yilang and the rest listened to the conversation between the two and their expressions became a little strange.
They finally felt that Ning Qi's attention didn't seem to be on them from the beginning to the end.
This feeling of being ignored was extremely infuriating.
"What cultivation?
Martial arts cultivation?
Haha, how can the martial arts in the world compare to the brush in the hands of a scholar? "
Lin Zijun sneered, "A martial artist who only knows how to use force. A scholar has thousands of ways to kill him."
"That's right."
Wang Yilang nodded slightly and his gaze fell on Ning Qi. "Who do you think you are? How dare you mention the Saint in your words? With an order from the Saint, countless countries will be destroyed. Is that something you can mention?"
"Eh, the Academy's Number One Sword is here!"
"He actually came out of seclusion today?"
"Could it be that he had a breakthrough in Wen Dao?"
Whispers suddenly came from the surroundings. When Wang Yilang and the rest heard the words' Academy's Number One Sword ', their expressions changed and they subconsciously looked in the direction that everyone was looking at.
There, a slightly lonely figure was slowly walking towards them.
"Senior Brother Gou is not only one of the four chief disciples of the Academy, but he is also recognized as the best swordsman in the world in terms of Martial Arts cultivation. He started learning swordsmanship at the age of three and was invincible in the Sacred City at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he traveled the world and killed more than three hundred bandits. He is respected as the Sword Sage!"
"The few of you are finished. Senior Brother Gou is extremely protective of the Academy. You dare to hit people in the Academy. Today, you will die under Senior Brother Gou's sword."
"If you want to live, you can beg for mercy now."
Someone gloated at Ning Qi and the others.
Wang Yilang looked at the figure and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Many female disciples in the academy looked at the figure with longing. As the figure got closer and closer, some of the female disciples even blushed.
"The best sword in the Academy?"
Ning Qi smiled. There were traces of Genuine Qi on the person. He could see that if this person did not live in the Heavenly Book Grand World, he would have already set foot on the path of cultivation in any other world.
Lin Zijun glanced at Ning Qi and sneered, "Gou Feifei, a disciple of the Gou family in the Sacred City and the number one person in both literature and martial arts. Even he once said in public that Martial Arts is just a small path. Cultivating Martial Arts is just to verify the Literary Path in one's heart."
At this time, Gou Feifei had already arrived in front of the crowd.
The crowd hurriedly cupped their hands and bowed.
"Senior Brother Gou."
"Greetings, Senior Brother Gou."
Wang Yilang reluctantly cupped his fists and said with a fake smile, "Junior Brother Gou, have you come out of seclusion?"
"Yes, I just came out of seclusion and I heard that someone used the Martial Arts Path to hurt people in the Academy?"
Gou Feifei nodded lightly. His eyes wandered between Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er. His eyes were clear and bright, but he had no other thoughts.
"Brother Feifei, it is actually a misunderstanding. You can just take this person away. These two ladies are my future wives."
Lin Fan hurriedly stepped forward and reminded.
He was afraid that Gou Feifei would unsheathe his sword and kill the three people in front of him. If that happened, wouldn't his efforts be in vain? Gou Feifei ignored Lin Fan and said indifferently, "Who used force in the Academy just now?"
"It was me."
Little Yue 'er smiled.
"The Martial Arts Path is just a small path. However, the Academy gathers all the talents in the world. These talents can rule a country, quell floods, quell droughts, and create the world."
Gou Feifei looked at Little Yue 'er indifferently.
"Well said!"
The crowd cheered loudly.
Gou Feifei himself was known as the Sword Saint, a legendary existence. He personally said that Martial Arts Path was just a small path, which was very convincing. Otherwise, if it was another scholar, he would inevitably be questioned.
"I don't see such talents. What I see is a lecher."
Little Yue 'er smiled.
"They might become a disciple today, but in the future, they will be able to use their talents to benefit the world. You don't understand this."
Gou Feifei shook his head.
"Just tell me what you want to do."
Little Yue 'er smiled.
"Answer a question of mine, and it will decide if I will unsheathe my sword."
Gou Feifei said indifferently.
"What question?"
Ning Qi interrupted curiously.
"Do you think that … with your status, you are qualified to use force in the Academy?"
Gou Feifei said indifferently.
Little Yue 'er suddenly threw a punch, and a terrifying force instantly bombarded Gou Feifei, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Then, time seemed to slow down. In the eyes of the crowd, his body first flew up, then spun a few rounds in the air, and finally landed heavily on the ground.
Gou Feifei was like a broken doll, all the bones in his body pierced through his flesh, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Even the filth in his stomach flowed out, and the air was instantly filled with a stench.
The treasured sword at his waist had already fallen far away, and the body of the sword was unsheathed. However, its owner was already dead. His eyes were wide open, staring at the sky, and there seemed to be a trace of shock and doubt in the depths of his eyes.
"If we are not qualified, who else is?"
Little Yue 'er looked at Gou Feifei's corpse indifferently and said.
The entire place was silent.
The crowd seemed to be unable to accept that Gou Feifei, who was known as the Sword Saint, was actually killed by a punch without even unsheathing his sword.
Especially those female disciples of the Academy. They saw that the handsome Gou Feifei, whom they had admired for many years, was now in such a miserable state, and they found it hard to accept it. One by one, they fell to the ground, and tears flowed silently from their eyes.
"You, you, you …" Lin Shan pointed at Little Yue 'er with a horrified expression.
This time, he was really afraid.
Wang Yilang was the first to react, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. He looked at Ning Qi and the other two as though he was looking at a devil that had walked out of hell!
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