Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 130 - 123: It’s Not Your Turn to Point Fingers_2
This is why, before the annual end-of-year competition began, the disciples from the East Campus were all so condescending, not even taking the West Courtyard Disciples into consideration.
And now, the West Courtyard had finally exhaled a breath of foul air, finally had a moment to raise their eyebrows and exhale!
Of course, everyone understood that the West Courtyard was able to retaliate this time, all because of one person.
This person was Qin Qing!
"Senior Qin!"
"Senior Qin!"
"Senior Qin!"
Thunderous shouts echoed.
At first they were sporadic, but soon, they united into a chorus, like waves crashing into the sky, causing the heavens and earth to shake again and again!
Qin Qing turned around and looked back at Gong Yanghe and the others behind him.
"Boss!"
"Senior Qin!"
Gong Yanghe, Mo Liangsong and others all came over with smiles.
"We won!"
"We’ve won!"
Gong Yanghe and the others said with a laugh.
Afterwards, Qin Qing and the others left the Martial Arts Ground, as the West Courtyard Disciples frantically surged toward them, surrounding Qin Qing and the others in the center, as if welcoming heroes who had returned triumphant from the battlefield.
"It’s just a pity that the grudge with her has not ended with this occasion!"
Qin Qing looked through the crowd towards Mu Yunlan among the East Campus disciples.
Across the surging crowd, Mu Yunlan’s gaze also fell on Qin Qing.
Frustration, confusion, astonishment, slight regret, and an increasing intent to kill... Countless complex emotions fused in Mu Yunlan’s eyes.
The enmity between the two was not yet over.
But a day for resolution would eventually come.
When exactly that day would arrive?
"Junior Sister Yun Lan!"
An older disciple from the East Campus came over and whispered in consolation, "You shouldn’t feel bad, Junior Sister Yun Lan; your loss to him is mainly because the West Courtyard Disciples had an absolute advantage in numbers."
Mu Yunlan turned her head to see a man in a blue phoenix robe.
"Senior Gu!" Mu Yunlan bowed slightly.
Gu Fengxian!
The gazes of those around likewise fell on this phoenix-robed man.
The number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute—Gu Fengxian!
It was said that his strength and talents both stood at the peak of all the disciples of the Great Qian Martial Institute.
Gu Fengxian smiled and nodded towards Mu Yunlan, "Come with me!"
Mu Yunlan followed Gu Fengxian, with other East Campus disciples around her, including one person who also stood out, Xie Jin’an.
Known as the number one Sword Cultivator among all the disciples of the Great Qian Martial Institute.
A year ago, Xie Jin’an had fought against Gu Fengxian and lost by a half move.
Therefore, Gu Fengxian was the number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute.
And Xie Jin’an, being a sword cultivator and Gu Fengxian practicing other arts, thus earned the title of the number one Sword Cultivator.
As for now, no one knew who was stronger or weaker between Xie Jin’an and Gu Fengxian.
"Fengxian, are you going to take up for Junior Sister Yun Lan?"
Xie Jin’an and Gu Fengxian walked side by side, with Mu Yunlan between them.
Several other East Campus disciples followed, all with stout auras, eyes sharp as hawks or wolves.
When they reached the ranks of the West Courtyard Disciples, the West Courtyard Disciples in front felt the piercing aura of Gu Fengxian and the others and hastily stepped aside, fearing they were half a step too slow.
"You’re called Qin Qing?"
Gu Fengxian walked up to Qin Qing and looked down at him with lofty eyes.
"If you know my name, why bother asking more?" Qin Qing lifted his eyes indifferently in response.
Gu Fengxian was taken aback, then a look of both amusement and annoyance crossed his face.
"Heh, you’ve got personality. It’s been quite a while since anyone has spoken to me like this..." Gu Fengxian sneered, then added, "I’ve taken note of you, Qin Qing. Don’t fall into my hands, otherwise... I will make you realize that your so-called strength is nothing more than a joke."
Qin Qing neither affirmed nor denied, simply smiling lightly, "This Senior Brother, is it about Mu Yunlan? Yet, I would advise one thing—Junior Brother me, Mu Yunlan, you can’t handle her!"
Xie Jin’an snorted with a tone of mockery, "Qin Qing, do you even know who you’re speaking to?"
"Who?" Qin Qing raised an eyebrow slightly.
Xie Jin’an sneered, "He is the current number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute, Gu Fengxian! Could it be that you think, by winning an examination trial for new disciples, you’ve gained absolute say in the Great Qian Martial Institute? I tell you, Qin Qing, you’re nothing but a little bird. You have no idea how vast the sky is. Don’t measure the world with your shortsighted vision!"
"Is that so? The number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute? How impressive..."
Qin Qing smiled sarcastically, "The same could be said to you. The title of the number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute is just that, confined within the Great Qian Martial Institute. Outside of the Great Qian Martial Institute, what’s the use of such a title? You call me shortsighted, yet are you not the same?"
"Heh, sharp-tongued," said Xie Jin’an with a gleam of cold light in his eyes, "Senior Gu is right. Don’t let yourself fall into my hands, otherwise... you’ll surely regret speaking to me with that tone!"
"Gu Fengxian, Xie Jin’an!"
Just then, Jiang Ruorong walked over.
"Junior Sister Ruorong!"
Upon seeing Jiang Ruorong, Xie Jin’an hurriedly contained the sharpness he had just revealed.
Gu Fengxian also put away his domineering demeanor and greeted Jiang Ruorong.
But Jiang Ruorong paid him no heed.
"What, the two of you are here lambasting my Junior Brother? Have you considered the feelings of me, his Senior Sister? Gu Fengxian, you’re the number one disciple of the Great Qian Martial Institute? Fight me in a match, just the two of us. Do you dare?" Jiang Ruorong taunted.
At this, Gu Fengxian’s face showed an embarrassed expression.
