Chapter 8 Asking for help and getting ahead
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Wo Yu Cheng Feng
"Yang Tian, who beat you?"
Looking at Yang Tian, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and several footprints on his body, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he asked loudly.
Although Yang Feng and Yang Tian are not very familiar with each other, they are brothers of the same family after all, they are connected by blood and share weal and woe.
Yang Tian was beaten by an outsider, and Yang Feng immediately became angry.
"Brother Feng, it was Zhao Yong, an old disciple from the West Academy, who beat him!"
"Zhao Yong not only beat me up, took away my ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill, but also told me to hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pill to him every month!"
"I can only receive three bottles of Jingyuan Pills every month. If I hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pills to Zhao Yong every month, my Jingyuan Pills will be seriously insufficient, and my cultivation speed will be slowed down. A once-in-a-lifetime test of strength!"
"Therefore, I can only find Brother Feng, and I hope Brother Feng can help me get back those ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill!"
"If Brother Feng can't help me get back the ten bottles of Jingyuan Pills, I hope Brother Feng can deter Zhao Yong so that I don't have to hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pills to Zhao Yong every month!"
Yang Tian said with a bitter face.
Yang Tian is the genius of the Yang family in Xiaguang City. Before Yang Feng made his debut, Yang Tian had always been the number one genius of the Yang family in Xiaguang City, and he had a strong sense of self-esteem.
If there was no other way, Yang Tian would not easily ask Yang Feng for help.
"Xiaotian, don't worry! I will help you get back those ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill!"
"At the same time, I will ask Zhao Yong to double compensate you for your Jingyuan Pill, and let you call it back!"
Hearing Yang Tian's words, Yang Feng said firmly.
After finishing speaking, Yang Feng asked Yang Tian to lead the way and walked towards the west courtyard.
"Isn't this the new disciple Yang Tian? Is he going to rescue soldiers?"
"I heard that Yang Tian is just a disciple of an ordinary Xiaocheng family, what kind of rescue can he move to!"
"Yang Tian has a cousin of the same clan, Yang Feng. On the day he started, he defeated Xu Hai, who was at the peak of his true energy, with one punch. Yang Tian's rescuer should be his cousin of the same clan, Yang Feng!"
"He defeated Xu Hai who was at the peak of his True Qi Realm on the day he started, Yang Feng's strength is not bad!"
"No matter how good Yang Feng is, he can't be Zhao Yong's opponent!"
"That's right! Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, how could Yang Feng beat Zhao Yong!"
"Yang Tian is not moving rescuers here, he is simply cheating brother!"
",,,,,"
It didn't take long for Yang Feng and Yang Tian to enter the West Courtyard, and they attracted the attention of countless West Courtyard disciples, who all started discussing softly, looking at Yang Feng and Yang Tian, full of schadenfreude.
"Brother Feng, Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, why don't we forget it this time, and after you cultivate to the peak of the Great True Yuan Realm, we will seek revenge on Zhao Yong!"
Hearing the discussions of the disciples in the nearby West Courtyard, Yang Tian's heart tightened, and he whispered to Yang Feng.
"Xiaotian, just a martial artist at the peak of the True Yuan Realm can't turn the sky, so don't worry!"
Seeing the worried look on Yang Tian's face, Yang Feng comforted him softly.
While Yang Feng and Yang Tian were talking, they came to the martial arts arena in the center of the west courtyard.
At this time, in the martial arts arena in the center of the West Courtyard, thousands of outer disciples are practicing boxing, kicking, body, sword, saber and other martial arts, and they are very busy.
"Zhao Yong, get out!"
Yang Feng looked at the thousands of disciples in the martial arts arena, stepped forward and shouted loudly.
Immediately, an incomparably loud voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of thousands of outer disciples in the martial arts arena.
"Is this here to find fault?"
"This is to trouble Zhao Yong!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
"Who is so brave! How dare you trouble Zhao Yong?"
"Who is this man! So fierce!"
"This person looks strange, he shouldn't be a disciple of our west courtyard!"
"I don't know this person, but the person next to him is our new outer disciple Yang Tian from the west courtyard!"
"This person should be the rescuer Yang Tian found!"
",,,,,"
As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, thousands of outer disciples in the martial arts field stopped their cultivation one after another, turned their eyes to Yang Feng, and started discussing softly.
"I'm Zhao Yong, are you here to stand up for Yang Tian?"
While everyone was discussing, a tall, muscular young man came out of the martial arts arena, looked at Yang Feng with a fierce face and questioned him.
"I'm Yang Tian's cousin, Yang Feng!"
"You now have two choices!"
"One is to double return Yang Tian's Essence Pill, and ask Yang Tian to fight back, then admit his mistake in public, and promise not to snatch Yang Tian's Essence Pill again!"
"One is to make me seriously injured, and then take away all the essence pills and golden tickets on your body!"
Looking at the tall and strong young man Zhao Yong, Yang Feng said in a cold tone.
"Yang Feng, your tone and attitude make me very unhappy!"
"That's why I will beat you seriously today, so that you will tremble all over when you hear my name!"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhao Yong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he responded with anger.
While speaking, Zhao Yong stirred up the true energy in his body, condensed a spear about ten feet long, and rushed towards Yang Feng's body, as if he wanted to pierce Yang Feng through the spot.
Facing the attack of the True Essence Lance, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he took the initiative to meet him as soon as he moved.
boom!
With a crisp sound, Yang Feng formed a fist with his right hand, and with a faint radiance, he struck the True Essence Spear. The terrifying force suddenly exploded, smashing the True Essence Spear, turning it into a little light, and disappearing. in the invisible.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng turned into an afterimage, approached Zhao Yong, and punched him in the chest under his horrified gaze.
Ah!
Accompanied by a shrill scream, Zhao Yong's body was thrown backwards and fell to the ground fiercely, his sternum was broken, and he spit out a big mouthful of bright red blood, losing his fighting power.
At this time, with a flicker, Yang Feng approached Zhao Yong, bent down and began to feel around Zhao Yong.
Soon, more than a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Pill and more than a hundred thousand gold tickets were found by Yang Feng from Zhao Yong's body and put into the interspatial ring.
"Zhao Yong was defeated by a punch, this is too shocking!"
"Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, how could he be defeated by a newcomer with a punch!"
"Yang Feng is a newcomer, how could he severely injure Zhao Yong with one punch!"
"One punch hits a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, Yang Feng should have the cultivation strength of the Stellar Qi Realm!"
"A rookie actually possesses the cultivation strength of the Stellar Qi Realm, how can this make people live!"
"Spatial ring? Yang Feng is also someone with a background!"
"Yang Feng actually owns a space ring, it's amazing!"
"Zhao Yong hit the iron plate this time!"
"Zhao Yong has been seriously injured, his brother Zhao Qi will definitely not let it go!"
"Zhao Yong's older brother, Zhao Qi, possesses the strength of the late Gang Qi Realm. He is the 188th disciple of our outer sect elite list. He is extremely powerful. Yang Feng is definitely not Zhao Qi's opponent!"
",,,,,"
Seeing that Zhao Yong was seriously injured by Yang Feng's punch, the faces of the surrounding disciples in the West Courtyard changed greatly, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
Looking at Yang Tian, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and several footprints on his body, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he asked loudly.
Although Yang Feng and Yang Tian are not very familiar with each other, they are brothers of the same family after all, they are connected by blood and share weal and woe.
Yang Tian was beaten by an outsider, and Yang Feng immediately became angry.
"Brother Feng, it was Zhao Yong, an old disciple from the West Academy, who beat him!"
"Zhao Yong not only beat me up, took away my ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill, but also told me to hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pill to him every month!"
"I can only receive three bottles of Jingyuan Pills every month. If I hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pills to Zhao Yong every month, my Jingyuan Pills will be seriously insufficient, and my cultivation speed will be slowed down. A once-in-a-lifetime test of strength!"
"Therefore, I can only find Brother Feng, and I hope Brother Feng can help me get back those ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill!"
"If Brother Feng can't help me get back the ten bottles of Jingyuan Pills, I hope Brother Feng can deter Zhao Yong so that I don't have to hand over two bottles of Jingyuan Pills to Zhao Yong every month!"
Yang Tian said with a bitter face.
Yang Tian is the genius of the Yang family in Xiaguang City. Before Yang Feng made his debut, Yang Tian had always been the number one genius of the Yang family in Xiaguang City, and he had a strong sense of self-esteem.
If there was no other way, Yang Tian would not easily ask Yang Feng for help.
"Xiaotian, don't worry! I will help you get back those ten bottles of Jingyuan Pill!"
"At the same time, I will ask Zhao Yong to double compensate you for your Jingyuan Pill, and let you call it back!"
Hearing Yang Tian's words, Yang Feng said firmly.
After finishing speaking, Yang Feng asked Yang Tian to lead the way and walked towards the west courtyard.
"Isn't this the new disciple Yang Tian? Is he going to rescue soldiers?"
"I heard that Yang Tian is just a disciple of an ordinary Xiaocheng family, what kind of rescue can he move to!"
"Yang Tian has a cousin of the same clan, Yang Feng. On the day he started, he defeated Xu Hai, who was at the peak of his true energy, with one punch. Yang Tian's rescuer should be his cousin of the same clan, Yang Feng!"
"He defeated Xu Hai who was at the peak of his True Qi Realm on the day he started, Yang Feng's strength is not bad!"
"No matter how good Yang Feng is, he can't be Zhao Yong's opponent!"
"That's right! Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, how could Yang Feng beat Zhao Yong!"
"Yang Tian is not moving rescuers here, he is simply cheating brother!"
",,,,,"
It didn't take long for Yang Feng and Yang Tian to enter the West Courtyard, and they attracted the attention of countless West Courtyard disciples, who all started discussing softly, looking at Yang Feng and Yang Tian, full of schadenfreude.
"Brother Feng, Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, why don't we forget it this time, and after you cultivate to the peak of the Great True Yuan Realm, we will seek revenge on Zhao Yong!"
Hearing the discussions of the disciples in the nearby West Courtyard, Yang Tian's heart tightened, and he whispered to Yang Feng.
"Xiaotian, just a martial artist at the peak of the True Yuan Realm can't turn the sky, so don't worry!"
Seeing the worried look on Yang Tian's face, Yang Feng comforted him softly.
While Yang Feng and Yang Tian were talking, they came to the martial arts arena in the center of the west courtyard.
At this time, in the martial arts arena in the center of the West Courtyard, thousands of outer disciples are practicing boxing, kicking, body, sword, saber and other martial arts, and they are very busy.
"Zhao Yong, get out!"
Yang Feng looked at the thousands of disciples in the martial arts arena, stepped forward and shouted loudly.
Immediately, an incomparably loud voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of thousands of outer disciples in the martial arts arena.
"Is this here to find fault?"
"This is to trouble Zhao Yong!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
"Who is so brave! How dare you trouble Zhao Yong?"
"Who is this man! So fierce!"
"This person looks strange, he shouldn't be a disciple of our west courtyard!"
"I don't know this person, but the person next to him is our new outer disciple Yang Tian from the west courtyard!"
"This person should be the rescuer Yang Tian found!"
",,,,,"
As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, thousands of outer disciples in the martial arts field stopped their cultivation one after another, turned their eyes to Yang Feng, and started discussing softly.
"I'm Zhao Yong, are you here to stand up for Yang Tian?"
While everyone was discussing, a tall, muscular young man came out of the martial arts arena, looked at Yang Feng with a fierce face and questioned him.
"I'm Yang Tian's cousin, Yang Feng!"
"You now have two choices!"
"One is to double return Yang Tian's Essence Pill, and ask Yang Tian to fight back, then admit his mistake in public, and promise not to snatch Yang Tian's Essence Pill again!"
"One is to make me seriously injured, and then take away all the essence pills and golden tickets on your body!"
Looking at the tall and strong young man Zhao Yong, Yang Feng said in a cold tone.
"Yang Feng, your tone and attitude make me very unhappy!"
"That's why I will beat you seriously today, so that you will tremble all over when you hear my name!"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhao Yong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he responded with anger.
While speaking, Zhao Yong stirred up the true energy in his body, condensed a spear about ten feet long, and rushed towards Yang Feng's body, as if he wanted to pierce Yang Feng through the spot.
Facing the attack of the True Essence Lance, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he took the initiative to meet him as soon as he moved.
boom!
With a crisp sound, Yang Feng formed a fist with his right hand, and with a faint radiance, he struck the True Essence Spear. The terrifying force suddenly exploded, smashing the True Essence Spear, turning it into a little light, and disappearing. in the invisible.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng turned into an afterimage, approached Zhao Yong, and punched him in the chest under his horrified gaze.
Ah!
Accompanied by a shrill scream, Zhao Yong's body was thrown backwards and fell to the ground fiercely, his sternum was broken, and he spit out a big mouthful of bright red blood, losing his fighting power.
At this time, with a flicker, Yang Feng approached Zhao Yong, bent down and began to feel around Zhao Yong.
Soon, more than a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Pill and more than a hundred thousand gold tickets were found by Yang Feng from Zhao Yong's body and put into the interspatial ring.
"Zhao Yong was defeated by a punch, this is too shocking!"
"Zhao Yong is a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, how could he be defeated by a newcomer with a punch!"
"Yang Feng is a newcomer, how could he severely injure Zhao Yong with one punch!"
"One punch hits a warrior at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, Yang Feng should have the cultivation strength of the Stellar Qi Realm!"
"A rookie actually possesses the cultivation strength of the Stellar Qi Realm, how can this make people live!"
"Spatial ring? Yang Feng is also someone with a background!"
"Yang Feng actually owns a space ring, it's amazing!"
"Zhao Yong hit the iron plate this time!"
"Zhao Yong has been seriously injured, his brother Zhao Qi will definitely not let it go!"
"Zhao Yong's older brother, Zhao Qi, possesses the strength of the late Gang Qi Realm. He is the 188th disciple of our outer sect elite list. He is extremely powerful. Yang Feng is definitely not Zhao Qi's opponent!"
",,,,,"
Seeing that Zhao Yong was seriously injured by Yang Feng's punch, the faces of the surrounding disciples in the West Courtyard changed greatly, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
