She looked at Mi August again almost as if she was asking for help.
Mi August still smiled lightly, showing no intention of stepping forward to break up the fight.
Indeed, the cost of stepping forward to break up the fight now is too high. Chaolian thought to herself that she couldn’t blame Junior Sister Mi for not being willing.
She thought she had guessed Mi August’s psychology.
On the other hand, Laosheng was completely stirred up by the words of the Book of Righteousness.
“We are all from the same sect and should live in harmony, but your insults to Justice are too much. This competition with you is not about victory or defeat, not about competition, but just to teach you how to behave as a human being.”
“Tsk, don’t do this. I’m just afraid of losing face and looking for a legitimate reason for you to fight against me.” Gongyi Shu sneered.
“…” The old students were blushing at his rebuke.
The new disciples are happy here.
The Book of Righteousness said: “How dare you, a bunch of rubbish, teach me how to behave? Hurry up and don’t waste your time.”
At this point, when faced with the thorn in the side of the Book of Gongyi, which is a thorn in the side of uneasy common sense, the old students present can no longer make the decision if they want to end the show of showing off their power.
In addition, being verbally provoked to such an extent, having all the dignity dug out and thrown on the ground, most people can’t bear it.
More than a dozen streams of spiritual pressure attacked the book of justice.
Gongyi Shu raised his eyelids slightly, and there was finally a hint of excitement in his eyes.
“It’s despicable to bully the few with more!” the new disciple who supported Jin Duanlang whispered: “We can’t let justice alone bear the pressure, let’s work together…”
Before this man could finish his words, he was hit in the chest by a burst of spiritual pressure from the Book of Righteousness.
“Who dares to interfere, I will chop him down next time.”
“…”
Why can’t we distinguish between ourselves and the enemy?
The words of the book of justice poured cold water back on the new disciples who were almost excited.
Mi August’s eyes flickered.
This is to practice with old students and disciples.
Look at the expressions of everyone present.
Mi August thought again: Maybe it’s not just about practicing, but also about becoming famous.