Bab 211: Inner League Advancement

"What did you say, kid? You dare insult an elder of the Martial Saint Hall? You must be tired of living," Elder Zi Long said. Just as he was about to capture Ye Mo, a green silhouette appeared with a flicker. Then, a berserk gust of wind swept forward and sent Elder Zi Long flying several dozen yards backward. He only stopped when he reached the main hall. A moment later, Elder Feng appeared beside Ye Mo with his hands clasped behind him. Fury filled his face.

"Zi Long, are you tired of living? You dare lay your hands on my disciple? I have been observing the situation here from outside the Martial Saint Hall all along. I saw everything clearly. My disciple only wanted to take the advancement assessment yet not only have you people of Xuan Ji Sub-League stopped him, you are even attacking him?" Elder Feng spoke coldly.