War God Asura

And under the pressure of Xing Jue's intrepid and coercive force, those men could not help but tremble in their bodies, and then did not dare to speak more, and swallowed the rest of the words abruptly!As for the people around, they didn't dare to say more!

"First of all, I did not hide, but always practiced in the practice room. If you don't believe me, you can go to the practice room to find out now!"

"In addition, I would like to ask you a question back, can there be one of the injuries on your body that I did by Xing Jue?" Xing Jue asked angrily.

"This……"

After hearing Xing Jue's words, everyone looked around and looked at each other, and slowly lowered their heads, because the injuries on their bodies were indeed not what Xing Jue did!

"The martial arts group can't come with twenty people, so they will beat you like this. If I guess right, it's not that you couldn't beat them, but you didn't dare to fight back from the beginning?" Xing Jue continued to ask, The same was silence in exchange.

"The people facing the martial arts gang dare not even return their hands. Instead, they criticize me and use them rationally. Do you only have this talent? Do you only have this ability?"

"One by one thinks that he has extraordinary talents, and he feels aggrieved when he enters the Eastern Hospital."

"But in my opinion, you are not even worthy of the qualifications to enter the Eastern Campus, and you don't deserve to be a practitioner at all.

"I don't even have the minimum dignity. Facing mediocre people with a little background, I am willing to bow my head and get beaten and scolded!"

"Ask yourself, are you still worthy to say that you are a cultivator?"

In the face of everyone's silence, Xing Jue didn't stop with words, but asked rhetorically with harsher words.

After hearing Xing Jue's words, everyone gritted their teeth with anger, clenched their fists one by one, revealing a strong sense of anger, and this was not because of Xing Jue, but more because of their previous weakness.

"Humph!"

After scanning the crowd, Xing Jue snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and walked hurriedly out of the courtyard.

"Xing Jue, where are you going?" Seeing Xing Jue walked towards the courtyard with utter anger, Zhang Xing hurriedly stepped forward to hold Xing Jue and asked nervously.

"The Martial Arts Gang!!" After Xing Jue threw away Zhang Xing's palm, he was about to continue walking toward the courtyard.

"No, you can't go to Xing Jue. Even if Kong Wu is not in the East Court now, there are nearly a hundred people in the martial arts gang. They are all people who have practiced combat skills. You can't beat them!"

Although he had been thrown away by Xing Jue, Zhang Xing was still shocked when he heard Xing Jue's words, and he rushed forward again and held Xing Jue tightly!

"Brother Zhang, I ask you, how long have you been practicing in the cultivation room yesterday?"

Faced with Zhang Xing's pull and worried face, Xing Jue didn't throw him away again, but looked at Zhang Xing with a sharp gaze.

"Five hours!!!" Faced with Xing Jue's questioning, Zhang Xing was taken aback first, and then he replied incomprehensibly.