Chapter 22 - Provoke from the Eight Dragons Tribe

The lady was around seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin was smooth and creamy, and her face was exquisite. Even though her clothes were not tight, her voluptuous body was still outlined with curves, making her look extremely beautiful. Even compared to Shen Aojun who had an immortal appearance, she did not hold back much, but they were clearly of a different type.

The most important thing was that her jade feet were seven inches above the ground as she flew over. Her long black hair danced lightly in the wind, and her entire body was spotless, transcending the mortal world. However, her fiery-red dress added to her charm.

At this moment, as she walked step by step into the arena, her graceful figure, fiery pa.s.sion, as well as all sorts of amorous feelings, were stirring the heartstrings of every male disciple present.

This woman was not unfamiliar to Lei Yang, but she could not be considered to be familiar. She was the pearl of the Lei Family's patriarch, Lei Yuntian.

They had long since distanced themselves.

"Ai!" As Lei Yang thought of this, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Hiss!" Wind Controlling Technique! " Some of the disciples with lower cultivation were not only attracted by her beauty, they were even amazed by her cultivation, and they endlessly gasped in surprise.

This Lei Xinlan was indeed not simple. At such a young age, her cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi Sea, and she even faintly broke through the eighth level of Qi. It was no wonder that she would become a proud daughter of heaven.

"Sister Xinlan, why are you here?" At this time, Lei Fengyu, who had been silent all this time, looked at Lei Xinlan who was wearing a red dress and suddenly ran over to her side.

"Xiao Yu, is there anyone bullying you? Is there anyone sister can help you take care of him?"

"Humph!" "Nope, I'm so strong, who would dare to bully me!" Lei Fengyu's face was full of pride, the profoundness in his eyes earlier had completely disappeared, as though he was a child.

"Oh, right. Sister Xinlan, weren't you in seclusion? When did you come out?" Lei Fengyu asked with a mischievous face. As soon as the two met, they would stand in the middle of the stage and talk casually, as if no one was around them.

However, at this time, no one noticed that within the crowd, there was a grey-clothed youth wearing a hat who was silently watching everything that was happening.

The hat of the gray-robed youth was pressed down so low that his face couldn't be seen clearly. In front of him stood a white-clothed youth.

He was around eighteen years old and had a tall stature, his handsomeness carried a hint of enchantment, and at this moment, as he looked at Lei Xinlan in the arena, his eyes flashed with a trace of disdain.

However, the grey-clothed youth waved his hand and stopped the youth in white. He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, the snake needs to hit seven inches. It's not time yet. When the time comes, I will remind you!"

It was also at this moment that the grey-clothed youth slowly raised his head, revealing an extremely handsome face. However, there was a cold smile on his face that would cause anyone who saw it to unconsciously feel a chill in their heart.

He was none other than the eldest son of the Law Enforcement Elder, Lei Kaishan.

… ….

Lei Xinlan was relaxed and at ease on the scene, and her cultivation at the peak of the seventh floor of the Spirit Qi realm immediately made many of the disciples at the side halt their steps. For a moment, no one replied him, because at that height, ordinary disciples could only look up to him.

Even though they knew the result of the spar, they were still willing to go on stage. However, their real goal was not to spar, but to get closer to see her appearance.

Following someone else's lead, one after another, the disciples of the clan walked into the arena. As expected, they were all knocked out by Lei Xinlan, but they did not complain at all. The result was the same, but she was still enjoying it. It was only now that Lei Yang realized that the fanaticism the members of his clan had for Lei Xinlan had already completely exceeded his imagination.

Although she knew that the true experts in her family were all hiding their abilities and those fighting with her were only rookies, this feeling of being surrounded by stars and a moon still made her excited and happy.

In the eyes of the children of the clan, as the Eight Dragons Tribe grew stronger and stronger, and as the direct line of descent declined, Lei Xinlan's domineering growth had long become a hope for the direct line of descendants.

But just as Lei Xinlan was still enjoying the feeling of being unrivalled, with many direct line disciples holding her up high, no one noticed that within the crowd, Lei Chengfeng, who had a gloomy and cold expression, suddenly spoke to the white clothed youth in front of him. "It's time, go!"

As soon as the youth appeared, he challenged the G.o.ddess in everyone's eyes, "Such a shallow cultivation technique and you still dare to show it to others? No wonder the direct descendant is declining!" Even though his voice was not loud, it sounded extremely ear-piercing in this situation.

"Where did this wild dog come from? How dare he come here and behave atrociously?"

"d.a.m.n it, who the heck is this? He's so f * * king ignorant!"

All the disciples of the families were still immersed in the joyful atmosphere just now, but the white-clothed youth had already made a huge contrast. This was no different than poking a huge hornet's nest.

The youth in white wore a smile on his face. He was deaf to the various voices, as if they had nothing to do with him. He put on a lazy posture!

"Hahaha!" Power, do your direct line have power to speak of? With that little bit of kung fu of yours, you deserve to be called powerful. It's simply a joke! I dare say you won't last more than ten moves in my hands. " The white-clothed youth carried a devilish smile on his face, ignored everyone around him, spoke arrogantly and brazenly without restraint, and continued to challenge the bottom line between Lei Xinlan and the disciples of the families present, looking arrogant and conceited.

"You … "You dog b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" A few ill-tempered disciples were about to charge out of the crowd, raising their fists towards the youth in white.

"Stop, step back!" After Lei Xinlan's rebuke, the few disciples who had rushed out, although stifled, could still forcefully suppress their anger and retreated.

Lei Xinlan was still the daughter of the Patriarch, so the person in front of her was a stranger. She did not know where she came from, her entire body was imposing and sharp, and even she could not see the depth of the youth's cultivation.

"Young master, what a grand battle formation. You repeatedly said that you wanted to harm me. You are truly extremely arrogant. I wanted to ask some good questions, but you didn't know how to appreciate them. Do you think it is easy to bully me?" Lei Xinlan raised his voice. Although his tone could still be considered calm, it was clear how hot-tempered he was.

Haha, it's really funny, I've always been a person who can be easily bullied, and it's because you're so easy to bully, that's why I want to bully you, don't fail to appreciate my kindness, and tell you that being bullied by me is your greatest honor, ordinary people wouldn't be bullied by me! The white-clothed youth acted sloppy, completely ignoring Lei Xinlan's cultivation, as if she needed a beating.

The white clothed youth's words were like sharp swords, thrusting straight into the hearts of every single direct descendant present, they were all so angry that their eyes were about to split open, Lei Xinlan was also truly angered.

"I'll give you three breaths of time to report your lowly name, or else I'll smash you to pieces!" Lei Xinlan's temper was already explosive, and with Lei Chong's repeated provocations, she no longer had anything to say to him.