Chapter 14 I have never heard of such a request
"It's the young master of the Long family, Long Qitian!"
"It is said that he reached the fifth level of Qi Refining at the age of sixteen. He is considered a genius, but he has never joined a sect."
"The ancestor of the Long family is at the ninth level of Qi Refining. The entire family is equivalent to a medium-sized sect. Why would they need to join another sect?"
"But didn't he claim that he wanted to join the Piao Miao Sect? "
"He must have taken a fancy to the two female disciples of Piao Miao Sect. How ignorant!"
All the people who were originally queuing dispersed and did not dare to appear within ten meters.
But the whispers were already spreading.
After hearing these words, Ye Feng immediately noticed that Long Qitian was looking at Li Jiaojiao and Mo Ying with light in his eyes.
Li Jiaojiao was pretty and much more beautiful than the two mediocre girls beside Long Qitian.
As for Mo Ying, although she was wearing a black gauze hat, her figure was graceful and she had a cool temperament.
Not to mention Long Qitian, even Ye Feng, without considering the appearance, thought that this figure was perfect.
With a "pop" sound.
Long Qitian slapped five low-grade spirit stones on the table and said proudly:
"From today on, I am the eldest senior brother of Piao Miao Sect. Others must greet me when they see me. Especially these two beautiful junior sisters, they have to serve me every day."
Ye Feng looked at Long Qitian as if he was a fool.
For such a person with impure thoughts, we would never accept him into our sect even if you kill him.
"You have evil intentions, low character, and do not meet the requirements." At this time, even the system popped up a prompt.
For the first time, Ye Feng discovered that the Dog System and he were quite compatible, and he actually rejected Long Qitian at the same time.
So, Ye Feng pointed to the five spirit stones on the table and said seriously:
"I don't care whether you are Long Qitian, Long Aotian, or Zhao Ritian. Our Piao Miao Sect won't accept you. Go wherever you want."
"You dare to reject me?"
Long Qitian's eyes widened, very annoyed.
Seeing this, Ye Feng thought to himself that the cultivation world was indeed not short of such stupid villains.
But he was not worried about Long Qitian's revenge. After all, he was the leader of a formal sect that was protected by the City Lord's Mansion.
If you are afraid of even the younger generations of a family, how can you survive?
"Have you never been rejected?" Ye Feng raised his eyelids and pointed to the stinky ditch in the distance, "By the way, it's cooler over there."
"In Baifu City, no one has ever dared to reject me. You are the first one!"
Long Qitian pushed with both hands, and the two vulgar women in his arms were knocked to the ground.
He took a step forward, fist raised.
However, it stopped one foot away from Ye Feng's head because Long Qitian was stopped by the two guards behind him.
"Young Master, this is the leader of the Piao Miao Sect. You can't fight him. If you make trouble in the City Lord's Mansion, it will not end well."
A guard said in a deep voice.
"good."
Another guard also said.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows: "It seems that these two guards are not here to protect you, but to prevent you from provoking someone you should not provoke."
"Bullshit, how can I, Longqitian, afford to offend a mere low-ranking sect leader?"
Long Qitian shook off the hands of the two guards and pointed at Ye Feng's nose, "Do you really think that I dare not hit you?"
"Then you fight!"
Ye Feng spread his hands, not caring at all.
If he really got hit, he would fall to the ground immediately and would not be able to get up without a hundred spirit stones.
"The sect is just starting out, and as the leader, I must work hard to seek benefits for the sect." Ye Feng secretly planned in his mind, and was looking forward to Long Qitian's attack.
When Long Qitian heard Ye Feng's words, he raised his hand in anger. However, he thought that if he hit Ye Feng, his family dividends would be deducted until next year.
So he withdrew his hand.
Seeing that Long Qitian did not take action, Shi Lei and other Piaomiao sect disciples who were about to take action also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, in order to save face, Long Qitian thought of a trick. He pointed at his nose and sneered at Ye Feng:
"I won't hit you, but do you dare to hit me? I'm standing right here, go ahead and hit me!"
In Long Qitian’s opinion, it was impossible for Ye Feng to hit him, so the two sides were considered a draw.
His face was naturally saved.
When Ye Feng heard this, his eyes widened.
Oh my god!
Is there such an outrageous request?
boom!
A hard straight punch hit Long Qitian's nose, and blood spurted out.
Long Qitian took two steps back, confused.
The others were also confused.
Ye Feng really dares to fight?
"Everyone has heard it. It was Long Qitian who asked me to beat him. I, Ye, have lived for twenty years, but I have never heard of such a strange request."
Ye Feng spread his hands and said.
Long Qitian wiped the blood from his nose, trembling with anger, and pointed at Ye Feng and cursed:
"You...you hit me?"
"good!"
Ye Feng didn't care whether it was a question or a request. He shouted and pounced on it.
Straight punch, hook punch, white crane spreads its wings, empty step and palm, bow step kick, looking back and grabbing...
After a set of long punches, Long Qitian was beaten black and blue and fell to the ground.
He only had minor injuries, but he was completely stunned.
Long Qitian simply didn’t believe that Ye Feng dared to hit him, and he was fighting so vigorously that he had already used fifteen consecutive moves.
Everyone else was also dumbfounded.
"Master Ye, please stop!"
The two guards of the Long family immediately stood in front of Ye Feng and said, "It was our young master who bumped into Sect Leader Ye just now. You have already beaten him, how about we let this matter go?"
Ye Feng was a little unhappy: "How about you let Young Master Long hit me, and then just compensate me with ten low-grade spirit stones... Hey, don't leave, five will do!"
"Goodbye!"
The two guards' eyelids twitched, and they quickly picked up Long Qitian from both sides and dragged him out of the Hundred Sects Square.
“Ye Feng, I, Long Qitian, will remember what happened today… Mmmmm!”
Before Long Qitian could finish his words, a strange sound came out, as if his mouth was stuffed with smelly socks.
"Why do the guards of the Long family seem a little afraid of me?" Ye Feng looked at the direction where Long Qitian and his group disappeared, feeling a little strange.
"Master, do you really dare to fight?"
Li Jiaojiao and other disciples finally came to their senses.
Mo Ying, who was standing not far away, looked at Ye Feng, her eyes full of surprise behind the black veil.
"Isn't this guy a mortal? When he was fighting just now, his physique looked very strong. He actually gave me the feeling of being at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining... Is this an illusion?"
Mo Ying was very confused.
After a practitioner enters the Qi Refining Stage, spiritual energy circulates through the meridians day and night, nourishing the body.
The higher the level of cultivation, the older the age, and the longer the body has been tempered, the stronger the body will be. Although some elderly practitioners are very thin, they are incredibly strong.
This is the benefit of being nourished by spiritual energy.
"Ahem! You don't need to panic about what happened just now. Our Piao Miao Sect is very reasonable and fair. We welcome people with aspirations to join us."
Ye Feng sat back in his seat and began to call on people around him to come and sign up.
After what happened just now, many people looked at Ye Feng sideways, but considering that the Long family might have a feud with the Piaomiao Sect, they just watched and did not dare to join.
This scene made Ye Feng a little worried.
…
The main hall of the Long family.
"Dad, look, this is all caused by Ye Feng, the leader of the Piao Miao Sect. It's so miserable."
Long Qitian knelt on the ground and cried to a mature and steady middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.
This person is Long Qitian’s father, Long Zhenchuan.
The head of the Long family in Baifu City, he has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.
Long Zhenchuan glanced at Long Qitian and said, "Well, it's really tragic. If you come back later, your injuries will have recovered."
Long Qitian: “…”
He really wanted to ask where he had picked it up from.
Otherwise, could my father say such a thing?
"The Piao Miao Sect was named and is considered a faction of the Zhou family. It is not appropriate for our Long family to provoke them for the time being. All right, get down!"
Long Zhenchuan waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept in, and Long Qitian was blown out of the hall.
"You two, come here!"
Long Zhenchuan put down the teacup and shouted.
His voice was majestic and a little gloomy.
The two guards hurried in and knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
