War God Asura

"Very well, really a good sister, but it's a pity, you and I want to fight, then Xingjue, I want to fight even more!"

"Huh!" The woman waved her arm, and her strong palm slammed straight towards Zhang Meng's other cheek.

Faced with the woman's frontal attack, Zhang Meng hurriedly closed her eyes, because she didn't know whether she could continue to live if she slapped her.

"Snapped"

A loud voice came again, but this time, Zhang Meng did not feel the pain he imagined.

"Actually, I really want to know, who will fight for you the misfortune you caused, is that Zhou Peng's cousin?"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Zhang Meng's ears, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Because at this moment, there was a familiar figure standing beside him, not someone else, but Xing Jue. In addition to Xing Jue, Zhang Xing also stood in the courtyard with a shocked face.

At the moment Xing Jue was holding the woman's wrist with one hand. Although he could not feel the power of Xing Jue, Zhang Meng could clearly see the painful look on the woman's face.

"Let go, bastard, do you want to die? Let go!"

The woman began to growl loudly, because she felt that her wrist was almost squeezed off by Xing Jue, but the strangest thing was that she had no power to resist.

The scene before him shocked everyone present, especially the disciples of the Eastern Courtyard. They naturally knew Xing Jue, who was the leader of the Dragon Group, the boss of the Eastern Courtyard, and the strongest of the Eastern Courtyard.

But they also knew that the woman was a disciple of the middle court and a junior martial artist, no matter how strong Xing Jue was, it would obviously not be the opponent of the disciple of the middle court.

However, at this moment, the attack of the woman was easily caught, which made everyone not surprised. Even Zhang Xing, who walked out of the Promise Chamber with Xing Jue, was shocked.

You know, in eight months, Zhang Xing only broke through from an elementary asura fighter to an intermediate asura fighter, but Xing Jue seemed to be a breakthrough from an intermediate asura fighter to an elementary asura fighter.

Moreover, when he entered the Promise Academy, he and Xing Jue were standing at the same starting line, at the same level as a beginner Shura warrior, and his breath was even longer.

Now it's just over a year's time, and there is such a huge gap between the two. This is called the pretentiously talented him, and he feels a little embarrassed.

"Sister, she slapped you a few times and took it back ten times." But when everyone was shocked, Xing Jue's voice sounded again.

"Dare you!" Upon seeing this, the woman was shocked. As a disciple of the middle courtyard, she has the self-esteem that belongs to her. If she is slapped by the disciple of the courtyard, it is better to kill her.

"Big Brother Xing Jue, I...I... let's just forget it!" Sure enough, facing the woman's ferocious gaze, Zhang Meng flinched despite the grievances and anger filled with it.

"It doesn't matter, she owes you what she owes you, so the eldest brother will help you get it back." Xing Jue narrowed his eyes and smiled at Zhang Meng faintly, without any hint of blame.