Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 403 – Try To Touch Even A Strand Of Her Hair

“… ” Ye Zhuixun paused in his tracks and narrowed his eyes into a sharp line. “Whose disciple did you say I was? Say it once again!”

Lou Xiaoxiao also snorted and unhappily looked at the girl, who was dressed in white clothes, blocking their way.

This girl called Mu Bailing was someone familiar. She had also taken the admission trial this time, and she was the daughter of the highly prestigious Prefectural Governor of Bailing prefecture.

“Whose disciple? Of course it's the disciple of that coward who was in first place! Humph, a proper first-placed candidate of Fengyang prefecture, yet she didn't dare show herself during the admission trial. If she's not a coward, then what is she? If she's really capable, why didn't she come out to prove her abilities?”

“On what basis should my Master prove her abilities to you? Because of your words?” Ye Zhuixun said in a cold voice. He then gradually clenched his fists. “You're unworthy of even mentioning my master!”

The juniors from Qingyun City, who were feeling unhappy at the side, nodded one after another.

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Who did you say is unworthy?” Mu Bailing's face became sullen.

The two gloomy, old prct.i.tioners behind her also glared at Ye Zhuixun with hostility and cold gazes.

“You don't look convinced.” Lou Xiaoxiao shook the ponytail on her head and placed her hands across her chest. “Why don't the two of us compete? If you can defeat me then you will be qualified to talk about Qianxue.”

When the crowd at the side saw the atmosphere gradually becoming tense, all of them stopped what they were doing and started to watch the sight.

When Lou Potian saw these young juniors, who were full of vigor, he could not help himself from smiling and shaking his head.

The Lou family in Qingyun City was already gone, and he had nothing to fear. He naturally wouldn't let these juniors feel aggrieved over unimportant matters, or frustrate them himself.

“You? I know that you, Lou Xiaoxiao, have defeated Hong Qinghe, who got the first place at the Fenghua Banquet last year. Even though this is the case, you're not worthy—”

She had not finished speaking when…

Clang!

A pretty sheath filled with coldness suddenly landed across her neck. The sharpness of the sword directly cut and hurt her neck.

Whoos.h.!.+

The juniors from Qingyun City started laughing one after another. “With just this ability, you wanted to fight with Miss Qianxue? And you even say that Sister Xiaoxiao is not worthy? Where did you get your confidence and guts from!”

“Really funny!”

“What a clown!”

Even the crowd at the side could not control themselves from exclaiming, “Lou Xiaoxiao is so impressive! She's even more impressive than what we had thought. Mu Bailing could not even block her sword!”

“You!!!” Mu Bailing froze for a while before coming back to her senses. She then hurriedly touched the wound on her neck. When she saw a trace of fresh blood, her eyes went wide and anger rose in her heart. The discussions of the crowd made her even more furious. She could not control herself from roaring, “B*tch! You dared to sneakily attack me! You dared to hurt me! Don't you want to live?”

She wanted to rush toward Lou Xiaoxiao, but…

“Miss!”

One of the elders behind her suddenly raised his arm and held her back. “Don't be ras.h.!.+”

The other elder also looked at Lou Xiaoxiao with hostility as he said to Mu Bailing, “You're not her match. Let us teach her a lesson on your behalf!”

Following that, his expression became cold as he raised his hand.

“Mystic Martial realm? Very impressive?”

Leng Qianhan, who had been calmly and silently standing behind with a low profile for a long time, finally showed his arrogance and overbearingness.

In just the blink of an eye, he radiated a powerful and gripping aura. Like a peerless sword, he looked so sharp that others didn't even dare to look at him!

A murderous intent filled his eyes as he looked at the sinister elder who wanted to act. He then said in an indifferent tone, “Try to touch even a strand of her hair.”