"Good job." Zhang Chengli was also angry, but ashamed.
"How can a girl who has just cultivated the purple technique compete with my aura?"
Zhang Chengli looked down on his former classmates. All of them couldn’t even cultivate purple techniques, and many people had never even heard of purple techniques. Which of these people deserved to be seen in his eyes? If he revealed his true cultivation level, this group of people didn’t have even one to compete with him.
All his tolerance was for the Zhang Family. In order to let the Zhang family not attract anyone's attention and to secretly develop. That's why he was bullied by Zhou Ping using his family background. Even so, his family didn't protest until they knew that Zhou Ping had bullied him.
As for Hua Zhuyu, he didn't expect her to be so beautiful when she grew up. But she dared to refuse her confession, and she refused mercilessly.
"You people, I will retaliate back in the future! Especially you, Zhou Ping. When my Zhang family bared its fangs, I will ask you to die." First bullied by Zhou Ping, then rejected by Hua Zhuyu, Zhang Chengli had always comforted himself with this reason.
After waiting for this day, his second brother's purple technique became successful, and his family decided to replace the Zhou family. Finally, he could not bear it.
It did go well at first, but at his own instigation, the Hua family, who had been chosen as the test stone, was beaten with no power to fight back. But when Zhou Ping appeared, Zhang Chengli found that everything had changed.
"I can't beat Zhou Ping? Are you kidding me? Zhou Ping is a famous martial arts trash! And Hua Zhuyu, a girl who has just cultivated a purple technique, dares to challenge me! More importantly, in terms of aura, I didn't actually suppress her!" Zhang Chengli, who was ashamed and angry, could no longer suppress his anger when he saw Hua Zhuyu rushing forward.
"The dragon is fighting wildly!" With a loud shout, Zhang Chengli slapped Hua Zhuyu and whizzed away. With a dragon chant, his palm hit the sword light.
Dang Dang Dang Dang
After a few noises, the two figures suddenly separated.
"Who won and who lost?" Huo Churou opened her eyes.
The two fought either in a very short period of time or a long time. Whether they were a master or an ordinary person, they were the same.
A trace of hostility flashed across Zhang Chengshu's face. Just when the two figures had just separated, Zhang Chengshu stepped forward insignificantly, and at the same time Zhou Ping's right foot lightly stepped on the ground.
An internal force with life and death followed the floor and rushed towards Zhang Chengshu at a very concealed and fast speed. It just so happened that the sole of his left foot met Zhang Chengshu’s foot.
"Puff…" A very small voice sounded at Zhang Chengshu's feet, and Zhang Chengshu's face suddenly changed. Everyone in the room was focused on Zhang Chengli and Hua Zhuyu. Except for the two involved, no one else noticed the anomaly.
The corner of Zhang Chengshu's mouth twitched, and the steps he had taken were taken back. The place where Zhang Chengshu stepped out was already a piece of powder.
Looking at Zhou Ping, Zhang Chengshu's face became more gloomy, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes. Looking at Zhou Ping, it seemed that everything that happened had nothing to do with him.
At this time, Zhang Chengli and Hua Zhuyu were standing separately. As soon as he stood, Hua Zhuyu's face turned pale, and she spouted a mouthful of blood.
"Xiao Yu!" Behind Hua Zhuyu, the Hua family called out worriedly.
"It's okay!" Hua Zhuyu waved her hand behind her, adjusting her breath secretly.
Compared to Hua Zhuyu who only vomited blood, Zhang Chengli's injuries looked much worse. The arm that collided with the sword not only had torn sleeves, but it also had blood stains. It seemed that his entire arm was almost scrapped.
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Of course, this was not the case. Zhang Chengli only suffered a bit of skin injuries. Under the protection of his body guard, the wounds were very shallow. Although it looked bloodied, it did not affect his combat power.
Hua Zhuyu was different. She was not as strong as Zhang Chengli, and she took a palm field with aura. At this time, her internal organs were shaking, and she had suffered internal injuries. Fortunately, the blood was vomited out. She didn't resist it, otherwise her internal injuries would get worse.
"Smelly bitch, you actually got the rain covering sword? Do you dare to hurt me with the advantage of weapons?"
Although the actual injury was very light, Zhang Chengli was still in a panic. He was looking at the embarrassment on his arm.
"Based on the difference in skill between us, you shouldn’t be able to hurt me. But I didn't expect that your Hua family would give you the rain covering sword. If you don't use the sharpness of a magic weapon, how can you hurt me?"
Zhang Chengli originally wanted to defeat Hua Zhuyu without injury, so as to pretend to be strong, but it was a pity that he not only couldn’t act strong, but was also very embarrassed. It was difficult for him to sheath the sword, and Hua Zhuyu’s eyes seemed to bite him.
"Stinky bitch, take another palm!" Zhang Chengli rushed toward Hua Zhuyu aggressively. A mass of energy formed on his palms, and a dragon head emerged.
"No, it's the formation of aura! Hua Zhuyu is in danger," Huo Churou shouted in surprise.
Zhou Ping’s half-closed eyes suddenly opened.
He could see more clearly than Huo Churou, Zhang Chengli was ashamed and shot with all his strength. On the contrary, it was in line with the indomitable essence of "Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon", and because of this, it broke through to the point of forming an aura.
"I can't let Hua Zhuyu have an accident." Zhou Ping was about to move when he suddenly felt something wrong with the ground.
A very small but very condensed dragon-shaped vigor followed the floor and rushed directly on Zhou Ping’s soles. Zhang Chengshu stared at Zhou Ping with a sneer.
"Humph!" Zhou Ping hummed softly and kept walking, but he stepped on harder.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the small dragon-shaped aura from Zhang Chengshu dissipated.
Zhang Chengshu's face froze.
Zhou Ping didn't even looked at Zhang Chengshu, so he would continue to rush towards Hua Zhuyu. But when Zhou Ping raised his foot again, he was taken aback.
Hua Zhuyu once again used the rain-covering sword into a ball of cold light. This group of cold light exploded violently as soon as it took shape. However, the cold light that exploded did not shoot out. Instead, it all rushed towards Zhang Chengli.
Hua Zhuyu's figure also disappeared in the cold light. In this space, it seemed that everything was covered by cold light. The strands were rainstorm-like, dense and fierce.
"This, this is Sword Qi!" a Hua family member cried out.
"Sword Qi?" Zhou Ping was taken aback.