125: C125 It Hurts so Much

C125 It Hurts so Much

After seeing the four of them nod their heads, Ye Chen stood up and said, "If you want to challenge me, then all of you can come at me together and save us the trouble."2

"Little junior brother, isn't your words a little too arrogant?"

"We are different from those ordinary guys in the sect!"

"If you look down on us, you will suffer a great loss!"

The four male disciples frowned.

They were all geniuses of the sect, thus they naturally had their own dignity.

It would be fine if they were facing a powerful enemy.

However, they were facing a newly recruited Naughty Boy who hadn't been in the sect for long, and he was only four years old.

Letting the four of them attack together was an insult to them!

"Three senior brothers, you guys step back first. Let me take a look first. Later, this junior brother of ours!"

Among the four of them, the youngest disciple who looked at him said.

After saying that, he took a step forward and two golden flying swords appeared behind him.

The two golden flying swords had the same appearance. Each flying sword was shaking violently. The Spiritual Energy between the heaven and earth was boiling violently. One look and one could tell that they were extraordinary.

"Yang Faang's Twin Dragon Sword is really getting more and more powerful. It can actually create spatial turbulence. I'm afraid it won't be long before he transforms into a third flying sword."

When the elder saw this scene, a trace of appreciation flashed across his face. Yang Faang was indeed a top genius of Xuanji Sect.

Upon hearing the elder's praise, Yang Faang who was controlling the flying sword had a proud expression on his face.

As the pride of Xuanji Sect, he naturally had a lot of capital.

"Little junior brother, you can attack now. Let senior brother see what kind of ability you have."

Yang Faang rushed to Ye Chen. Ye Chen stood still and looked at Yang Faang who was rushing towards him. He moved his body slightly and appeared in front of Yang Faang.

"How can he be so fast?"

When Yang Faang saw Ye Chen's speed, he was immediately shocked.

Naughty Boy's movement was as fast as lightning. However, just as he was about to retreat, Naughty Boy stomped on the ground. The granite on the ground cracked like a spider web.

His body shot into the sky like a cannonball. Then, Ye Chen raised his finger and flicked Yang Faang's head.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! How can it hurt so much?!"

A brain collapse instantly caused the arrogant Yang Faang to land on the ground.

The two golden flying swords behind him also disappeared in an instant. Finally, he held his head and rolled on the ground, his body covered in dust.

Yang Faang swore to the heavens that he had never been flicked by anyone in his life. His brain was in so much pain that tears and snot immediately flowed out. He was in a very sorry state.

This scene shocked the other three disciples. Their faces changed dramatically. They looked at Naughty Boy in the sky, who had already reached out his hand and stood in front of them.

The young genius who had spoken earlier hurriedly used his palm to stop him, "Little junior brother, listen to me first. I suddenly remembered. Since the Sect Master wants you to be the captain, it means that there is a reason behind it... Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts too much!"

As soon as the young genius finished his words, Ye Chen's finger fell to the ground. Another person rolled on the ground, and their wails were louder than the previous one.

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