Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1310 Please stay

Not far ahead, a group of outer disciples were waiting there, but each of them had complicated expressions and slightly disturbed eyes.

Xuanpeng rolled his eyes, shook his head and smiled: "Hehe, Junior Brother Jiang, it seems that we can only talk about this!"

"Huh?" Jiang Tian was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, looked up to the side, and couldn't help but also laughed.

"Hehe, that's okay, let's see you tomorrow, and we can discuss more when we have time!"

Xuan Peng didn't say much, and immediately patted Lou Qingyan and Huang Yu, and left together.

Jiang Tian walked towards the group of outer disciples, but just a few steps away, before he had time to say hello, a powerful aura oppressed from behind diagonally!

boom!

Amidst the deep roar, Yue Zheng stopped beside Jiang Tian, ​​his brows were full of aloofness, and the aura around him seemed to stop Yue Zhi!

Instinctively, Jiang Tian flashed purple light, shaking off the coercion, but the outer disciple next to him turned pale and fell down in surprise!

"Jiang Tian, ​​I know that this competition is not fun for you. In fact, I am the same. Now that you are an inner disciple, we will have a fight sooner or later!" Yue Zheng did not beat around the bush, and his words were full of domineering.

Jiang Tian nodded lightly: "Okay, since Brother Yue is so interested, of course I am willing to accompany you!"

"Hmph, you don't have to be afraid. For the time being, I won't use the strength of the Xuanyang realm to suppress you, lest others say that I am invincible. Let's talk about this competition when you really go to the inner sect. I am in the inner sect... Waiting for you!" Yue Zheng smiled coldly, leaving a domineering gaze and walked away proudly.

Once the Xuanyang Realm's coercion dissipated, the outer disciple next to him breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned over with fear on his face.

"Junior Brother Jiang!" Qi Yurou looked solemn, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.

"Jiang...junior brother..."

The others were even more restrained. They were full of expectations, but now they hesitated to speak. They all seemed quite nervous, and hardly knew what to say.

Looking at the complicated eyes and awe-inspiring expressions of everyone, Jiang Tian frowned slightly: "What's wrong with everyone, is there something difficult?"

Qi Yurou shook his head and sighed: "There is nothing difficult, but...cough, now that you are a genius in the inner sect, everyone is discussing, should we call you senior brother in the inner sect when we meet in the future?"

"Hahaha!" Jiang Tian shook his head and laughed, and immediately understood what these people were thinking.

He won the first title of Huiwu, and was promoted to the inner sect by the suzerain. Anyone who is not a fool can see that he is highly valued.

And with his aptitude, after being promoted to the inner sect, his cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and his strength and status will naturally rise. In contrast, the gap in the hearts of these outer sect disciples is naturally huge.

Just before this martial arts meeting, most of the outer disciples were still very prejudiced against Jiang Tian, ​​and there were even some who mocked and despised him.

But in just a few days, everyone's views have been changed again and again. This kind of change is too drastic, and it will inevitably make them greatly moved, and it is inevitable that they will feel uneasy.

In the eyes of everyone, the current Jiang Tian is no longer the Jiang Tian of the past. After his status soars, will he still get along with them like before?

They looked at each other with complicated expressions and apprehensions, and the atmosphere even became dull and depressing.

Jiang Tian waved his hand and smiled: "Don't worry, everyone, we are not only classmates but also friends, what should we call when we meet in the future, what are you doing with so many unnecessary forms?"

"Really...really?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their expressions still very cautious, and they were still cautious in the face of Jiang Tian's frank words.

After all, Jiang Tian in the future... No, Jiang Tian now is already an existence they can't afford to offend!

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who forgets my roots?" Jiang Tian frowned slightly, with a look of annoyance.

"Of course not!" Qi Yurou let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Isn't that all right?" Jiang Tian rolled his eyes, "If you still treat me as a friend, don't be so rigid and out of touch. If you have any questions about practice in the future, you are welcome to discuss with me anytime!"

"It's... great!"

"Junior Brother Jiang, your words are enough!"

"Hahahaha! What are you still doing, let's go!"

Everyone laughed heartily, their doubts disappeared, and surrounded Jiang Tian and left the square together.

But in the crowd at the back, a certain green-robed disciple was always watching Jiang Tian's back, with a cold look in his sharp eyes!

This person stared at Jiang Tian, ​​his eyes flickered for a while, as if he was lost in thought, and then he smiled coldly after a while, with an unfathomable and strange smile on the corner of his mouth!

The square was crowded with people, and it didn't take long for tens of thousands of disciples to leave.

But among the few scattered figures at the end, there was a person with slow steps, a slumped figure, and an extremely lonely look.

This person is none other than Duanmu Yunqi!

There are two inner disciples beside him, but they are all pale and their eyes are extremely gloomy.

These two are not others, one is his brother of the same clan, Duan Muchen, and the other is his cousin Ouyang Ming.

After the martial arts meeting, Ouyang Ming had just woken up from a coma, but he was clearly out of breath and seriously injured.

Duanmuchen was slightly better than him, but remembering the scene of losing to Pang Ning first and then being provoked and humiliated by Jiang Tian, ​​he couldn't be in a better mood.

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, and they all looked like there was nowhere to spread the fire.

At this moment, several inner disciples passed by them. Although they were very low-key, their slumped figures and desolate temperament immediately caught their attention!

"Huh? It's them!" Duanmuchen's eyes lit up!

"Xie Ran, Di Feng... Ke Jiu!" Ouyang Ming gritted his teeth, thinking of how these people were defeated by Jiang Tian one after another, the anger in his heart became more and more violent.

Duanmu Yunqi was naturally not in a good mood, one of the top talents in the inner sect, the third place in the last Zongmen martial arts, was defeated by Jiang Tian, ​​an outer disciple of Chongyang Realm, this is simply the biggest shame in his life!

It was also for this reason that after the end of the martial arts meeting, he did not leave with the fellow disciples who were leaving, but huddled at the end with his two brothers, and left with slow steps after the fellow disciples had almost left.

Seeing the downcast appearance of Xie Ran, Di Feng and Ke Jiu, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he wanted to laugh subconsciously, but he couldn't laugh at all when he thought about it.

After all, he himself lost to Jiang Tian, ​​so what right does he have to laugh at others?

The three of Xie Ran were obviously in a very bad mood, especially after witnessing Jiang Tian's last strong performance, they were even more depressed, with complicated emotions!

When the two groups of losers met, they were not in the mood to say hello. They glanced at Duanmu Yunqi and the others, shook their heads and smiled wryly before leaving.

"Hey! You three stay behind!" Duanmuchen suddenly rolled his eyes, and a strange gleam flashed between his pale brows.

The corner of Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak, he had subconsciously avoided this kind of scene, but he didn't expect Duanmu Chen to take the initiative to stop him.

"Brother Chen, you...don't worry about it!"

"Busy? Hmph!" Duanmuchen smiled coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

As the direct descendant of the Duanmu family, his status in the family is slightly inferior to that of Duanmu Yunqi, and he doesn't have much respect for this cousin of the Ouyang family. Didn't care much.

"Cousin Ouyang, you don't understand what I want to do, how do you know I'm troublesome?"

"You...huh!" Ouyang Ming obviously didn't get along well with him, his face turned red when he heard this, and he hesitated to speak.

On weekdays, he would naturally have the confidence to compete with this cousin, but today his mood really fell to the bottom.

After the disastrous defeat to Jiang Tian, ​​he felt that his life was completely gloomy. At the moment he just woke up, he even felt that the way of martial arts was completely broken, and there was no way forward at all!