Chapter 292 - 292: Qiu Zhiping, The Fourth Personal Disciple
Chapter 292 - 292: Qiu Zhiping, The Fourth Personal Disciple
Chapter 292: Qiu Zhiping, The Fourth Personal Disciple
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Damn! This Leng Feng really doesn’t give Qiu Zhiping any face. He’s too good at pretending, right?”
“Isn’t he courting death? Leng Feng offended Qiu Zhiping. He’s simply courting death!”
“Perhaps this Leng Feng can even compete with a King-level expert. He even killed the director of the Quasi-King Elite, Wang Hongxi, right?”
“Qiu Zhiping is so embarrassed. He doesn’t care about you! Hehehe…”
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Amidst these discussions, the voices were loud. They were all personal disciples.
After a year of training and strengthening, a portion of the personal disciples were fearless against Qiu Zhiping, who was currently ranked fourth.
They felt that they could contend against him, so they were not afraid at all.
There were also some personal disciples who had their own masters and teams, so they were not afraid of Qiu Zhiping.
Those who spoke softly were the inner sect disciples and core disciples.
Dong Lei’s actions embarrassed Qiu Zhiping in front of everyone. His face alternated between red and white.
There was actually a new student who dared to treat him like this in Jinning Academy.
Immediately, the bold Qiu Zhiping took out the King-level weapon of the Icy Cold Blade with a sinister expression. He actually wanted to attack…
He wanted to kill his fellow disciples in broad daylight in front of the teachers and elders!
That was much more arrogant and shocking than Dong Lei.
How could Dong Lei not hear Qiu Zhiping’s voice? He was just too lazy to care.
After so many days, he had not rested enough.
How could it not be tiring to be a head chef every night? He was a little too excited and needed to rest…
In the end, he had rested for less than an hour. There were always idiots coming to die.
Just as Dong Lei was about to take out his weapon and personally deal with this idiot…
A shout came from afar, causing Qiu Zhiping to hurriedly stop and retract his weapon.
He knew that he was being unreasonable and he recognized who this voice belonged to.
This voice was the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, who was the strongest in the Boundless Arena.
After all, no academy would allow fellow disciples to directly kill each other.
If it was in the arena, it would be a different story.
The arena was where the two sides fought. It was inevitable that there would be casualties.
Even if Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao wanted to kill Dong Lei, he could not let Qiu Zhiping kill Dong Lei here.
This would be a disgrace to his status as the Tenth Elder of Jinning Academy.
The Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, did not allow it.
“Hmph! Qiu Zhiping, what are you trying to do?”
Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao swaggered over and reprimanded with a serious expression.
“Uh… Tenth Elder, what can 1, Qiu Zhiping, do?”
“However, 1 happened to obtain a King-level weapon of the Icy Cold Blade recently.”
“I just want this new student, Leng Feng, to see the world. Hehehehe…”
Qiu Zhiping turned to look at the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao. His white robe covered his clenched fists, and he revealed a happy expression as he replied. From Qiu Zhiping’s tone, it seemed to be true.
However, everyone present felt that Qiu Zhiping’s explanation was so weak and unreasonable.
If the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, did not appear, they believed that Qiu Zhiping would definitely choose to attack Dong Lei.
There was no doubt about this.
As the Tenth Elder, how could he believe Qiu Zhiping’s words?!
If not for his voice, Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao believed that Qiu Zhiping would have attacked.
“Don’t think that I, the Tenth Elder, don’t know what you’re thinking!”
“There won’t be a next time. Hurry up and register.”
Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao looked like he was reprimanding Qiu Zhiping, but in fact, he was protecting him.
Otherwise, how would he know that Qiu Zhiping had yet to register?
“Yes, sir!”
“Kid, don’t let me meet you in the arena. Otherwise, you’ll suffer. Hmph…”
After Qiu Zhiping responded, he turned to Dong Lei, whose eyes were still closed. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and snorted.
Then, Qiu Zhiping bypassed the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, and went to the Endless Arena to register with the mentor.
At the same time, Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao looked at Dong Lei, who was still resting with his eyes narrowed fearlessly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao did not say anything else. He turned around and continued to take care of the registration of the instructors.
In his opinion, Dong Lei was only a person who was about to die.
He was still sitting there with his back against the wall and resting with his eyes narrowed. There might not be much time left for him to rest with his eyes narrowed…
He might sleep forever.
From the beginning to the end, Dong Lei did not open his eyes once.
If he could rest for a while, then he would rest for a while.
Dong Lei had a deeper understanding of the Tenth Elder Duan Zexiao’s voice.
As time passed, the Qingzhi Competition of Jinning Academy had officially begun.
The entire arena was filled with many disciples and mentors.
Including a few of the ten elders, they also appeared in the first row of the Endless Arena.
Apart from the Tenth Elder, Duan Zexiao, who was in charge of the trial of the Endless Arena, three other elders had appeared outside the Endless Arena to watch.
These three elders were First Elder Ju Yangshuo, Third Elder Leng Pujie, and Seventh Elder Wen Xiuzhu.
First Elder Ju Yangshuo wanted to see who this Leng Feng was that dared to kill his son like this.
If not for the fact that the entire Elder Conference had already come to a conclusion, he would definitely choose to kill Leng Feng.
At this moment, First Elder Ju Yangshuo was really afraid that he would not be able to take it and wanted to kill Leng Feng.
However, he still wanted to see who this Leng Feng was.
How strong was he?
How much did he want to die?
Third Elder Leng Pujie came over to support his two disciples.
As for the Seventh Elder, Wen Xiuzhu, it was the same…
As the principal, Duan Zengming sat in the second row.
At this moment, Principal Duan Zengming looked puzzled and angry.
As the eldest disciple he liked the most, Fang Yuyu, he actually did not come to register for the Qingzhi Competition.
Principal Duan Zengming was very disappointed and puzzled. Why?
The disciple he liked the most, Fang Yuyu, had the strength of a Quasi King-level Grandmaster.
Even if Fang Yuyu could not enter the top three of the Qingzhi Competition and represent Jinning Academy in the competition, at the very least, he would be able to get into the top ten of this Qingzhi Competition!
If he obtained the top ten of the selection competition, he would still be rewarded handsomely by the Jinning Academy.
Fang Yuyu had already promised Principal Duan Zengming that he would come to register and participate in the Jinning Academy’s Qingzhi Competition.
In the end, Principal Duan Zengming asked many of his disciples to look for Fang Yuyu for the entire day.
Not even Fang Yuyu’s shadow could be found. He was nowhere to be found..