Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

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On the other side, in front of the Tai Chi Sword Sect team

Seeing his former dream goddess kneeling beside Lu Feng, Gongsun Jian's face darkened, his teeth clenched so tightly that they made a grinding sound, as if he was so angry that he was about to grind his back teeth to pieces!

After all, he had devoted so much effort and emotion to Lin Xiaoyu over the years, but in the end he got nothing and became Lu Feng's third wheel. Gongsun Jian was naturally on the verge of losing his composure!

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Lin seems to know that kid quite well. Could it be that they had something going on before...?"

Seeing that Gongsun Jian's face was getting worse, a Taiji Sword Sect disciple next to him couldn't help but speak up, his tone full of trepidation.

Although he wanted to comfort her, anyone with eyes could see that Lin Xiaoyu and Lu Feng's relationship was unusual and far from being just ordinary friends!

"impossible!"

Abruptly interrupting the Tai Chi Sword Sect disciple's reminder, Gongsun Jian clenched his fists beneath his sleeves, a chilling glint in his eyes. "I will absolutely not hand over Junior Sister Lin to someone else...!"

"No matter who this person is, if they dare to lay a finger on Junior Sister Lin, I will tear them to pieces and grind their bones to dust...!"

Gongsun Jian's killing intent was fully revealed and made no attempt to conceal it, as if he would suddenly strike at any moment and cut down Lu Feng, who was not far away, with his sword!

"Jian'er, you're so foolish!"

Seeing Gongsun Jian driven mad by love and growing increasingly frantic, Qin Xuanzhong frowned deeply and immediately rebuked him sharply, "I thought you had already let go of worldly desires, but I didn't expect you to still be so stubborn. Have you forgotten the teachings of your former sect leader...!"

"As the saying goes, beauty is a curse. Women only disturb the Daoist minds of us cultivators. Moreover, the more beautiful a woman is, the less reliable she is. Don't you understand?"

Qin Xuanzhong's expression was stern, and his tone was somewhat disappointed, as if he was somewhat disappointed in Gongsun Jian, the number one young talent of the Taiji Sword Sect.

After all, the other party is the most outstanding sword genius of Taiji Sword Sect in the past hundred years. However, he is now infatuated with Lin Xiaoyu, a peasant girl, and is even in a state of chaos. It is really embarrassing!

"Elder Qin, I...!"

Faced with Qin Xuanzhong's reprimand, Gongsun Jian also hesitated, seemingly unsure how to respond.

"Hmph! I am not a pedantic old man. If you really want to win the beauty's heart, you can always make your move in the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament later..."

With another cold snort, Qin Xuanzhong stood with his hands behind his back, his tone pointed, "Jian'er, remember one thing: once a person dies, nothing else matters. This naturally includes your enemies...!"

"This disciple understands...!"

Seemingly understanding the unspoken meaning in Qin Xuanzhong's words, Gongsun Jian gradually regained his composure and bowed once again.

Because what they said is right!

Although Lin Xiaoyu has not accepted his love proposal yet and only has Lu Feng on her mind, everything can be reversed if he can kill Lu Feng!

"Hmm? Such powerful killing intent...!"

Lu Feng also sensed an invisible killing intent locking onto him. He frowned slightly and looked up in the direction of the killing intent, eventually focusing on the Tai Chi Sword Sect team not far away.

"Strange, where did this guy come from on the street? Why does he harbor such strong murderous hostility towards me..."

Lu Feng's gaze slowly settled on Gongsun Jian. His eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across them. "Could this person be someone I have a grudge against? No, I don't seem to know this guy at all. Strange..."

"Master, this is Gongsun Jian, the senior disciple of the Tai Chi Sword Sect!"

Seeing Lu Feng staring intently at Gongsun Jian, Lin Xiaoyu also snapped out of her reverie and quickly introduced, "Although Senior Brother Gongsun is usually stern and doesn't smile much, he's always been very kind to me and a good person at all...!"

"Not a bad person? I don't think so."

Faced with Lin Xiaoyu's introduction, Lu Feng grinned, while secretly complaining in his heart.

After all, Gongsun Jian's murderous aura and hostility were almost undisguised, and they were completely directed at him alone!

If looks could kill, I would have died hundreds of times over!

Therefore, Lu Feng could not trust Gongsun Jian at all, nor could he let his guard down!

"So you're Junior Sister Lin's friend?"

Gongsun Jian leaped away, breaking away from the Taiji Sword Sect's group, and landed in front of Lu Feng. His face was still arrogant, clearly showing that he did not take the latter seriously.

"To correct you, he's not a friend, he's a mentor."

Facing the aggressive Gongsun Jian, Lu Feng didn't back down at all. He grinned and said in an equally forceful tone, "So, you're the so-called senior disciple of the Tai Chi Sword Sect? You do look respectable, but your strength is just so-so..."

"You...you're asking for it!"

Seeing that Lu Feng not only talked back in public but also didn't take him seriously at all, Gongsun Jian's face darkened and he was furious.

After all, he had never been so disrespected since he embarked on the path of cultivation. Moreover, Lu Feng in front of him was just an unknown rogue cultivator. Normally, he wouldn't even be worthy of carrying Lu Feng's shoes!

"Huh, what's going on?"

"Why is Gongsun Jian suddenly fighting with some nobody cultivator? This is truly a rare occurrence...!"

"Hey buddy! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want. This guy isn't some nobody cultivator; he's a genius disciple from Falling Star Academy...!"

"Indeed! I've heard this person's name is Lu Feng. Not only is he a disciple of Falling Star Academy, but he also enjoys the deep trust of Emperor Ren Tianxing of Dongyun Kingdom. His background is quite impressive...!"

"On one side is a favorite of the Emperor of Dongyun Kingdom, and on the other is the number one young talent of the Taiji Sword Sect? Heh, this is going to be quite a show..."

Just as Lu Feng and Gongsun Jian were about to start fighting, other geniuses from various countries also cast curious glances, but no one stepped forward to stop the fight. It seemed that everyone present was planning to sit back and watch the two fight.

"Lu Feng, he really came...!"

Guo Tianlin, whose gaze also fell on Lu Feng not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly, a fierce fighting spirit appearing on his face. "Lu Feng, in this Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, let me see for myself just how strong you really are..."

In the past, at the Pill-Making Tournament in Dongyun Capital, he suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Lu Feng. Moreover, whether it was pill-making or martial arts, Guo Tianlin lost completely, and could be said to have failed in both!

Therefore, now that he has encountered Lu Feng again at Jue Long Ridge, Guo Tianlin is very curious about just how much strength the other party has grown!

"Senior Brother Gongsun, no...!"

Seeing Gongsun Jian's murderous look, as if he was about to attack on the spot, Lin Xiaoyu's pretty face also panicked slightly. She immediately stepped forward to mediate the fight, her tone full of unease.

Although she personally disliked Gongsun Jian, he had indeed treated her well in the past, so she did not want to see Gongsun Jian and Lu Feng fight each other and end up both getting hurt!

"Junior Sister Lin...!"

Seeing Lin Xiaoyu suddenly step forward to mediate the fight, Gongsun Jian, who had originally intended to take action, suppressed his anger and turned to leave. However, before leaving, he threw out a harsh remark to Lu Feng, "Kid, don't be too smug...!"

"Once the martial arts competition begins, I'll show you what true difference in strength really means!"

"You are completely unworthy of Junior Sister Lin...!"

Gongsun Jian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his fists clenched tightly, like a sycophant who had run into his idol. He wished he could prove to Lin Xiaoyu on the spot that he was ten thousand times better than Lu Feng, in order to win her back.