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809: My surname is Fu and my given name is Jun.

If this palm strike were to land, Qiao Yanxi would definitely be severely injured, or even miss this Grand Competition because of it.

"Damn, it's actually Jiang Xueyan." A watching Disciple recognized the stunning woman flying over.

Facing this terrifying palm strike from Jiang Xueyan, a look of hesitation flashed across Qiao Yanxi's beautiful face.

She was wondering whether to use her trump card, but once she used it, she would have to return to her Family and accept the arrangement of fate.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Yanxi had already made her choice: not to use her trump card.

Because once she used her trump card, her whereabouts would soon be discovered by the Qiao Family, and at that time, her good sister Ji Tiantian might also be implicated by her; this was a result she did not want to see.

Just as Qiao Yanxi was preparing to fight to the death, a tall and straight figure appeared beside her, and then struck a palm towards Jiang Xueyan in mid-air.

"Boom...!"

With a loud bang, Yang Lingchen held Qiao Yanxi and retreated several dozen zhang before barely steadying himself.

Jiang Xueyan did not fare any better; she also retreated several dozen zhang before steadying her figure.

"It's him!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Qiao Yanxi's eyes, and her heart began to beat uncontrollably.

She really didn't expect that Yang Lingchen would actually save her, and what she didn't expect even more was that Yang Lingchen's cultivation level was so terrifying.

For a long time, she had felt that her cultivation level was not much different from Yang Lingchen's, but at this moment she was completely convinced, because she could clearly feel that Yang Lingchen's cultivation level had far surpassed her own.

For some reason, being held in Yang Lingchen's arms, she had a very safe feeling.

"Are you okay?" Yang Lingchen gently put Qiao Yanxi down.

"Thank you!" Qiao Yanxi's voice had never been so gentle.

"You're welcome. You are Tiantian's good friend, so that makes you my friend," Yang Lingchen said.

The reason he chose to save Qiao Yanxi, besides the connection with Ji Tiantian, was another reason: Qiao Yanxi had saved him before, so no matter what, he could not watch Qiao Yanxi get hurt.

"Stinky brat! Do you know who This Young Lady is?" Jiang Xueyan looked coldly at Yang Lingchen.

She did not make another move because, judging from the previous collision, she knew that Yang Lingchen's strength was definitely not weaker than hers.

If she continued to fight, there would be no benefit for her. If she won, everyone would think it was only natural because she was an Outer Court Disciple of the East Immortal Academy.

If she lost, it would be a huge embarrassment, because Yang Lingchen was currently just a Branch Academy Disciple who hadn't passed the assessment yet.

"This beautiful lady, this guy molested my friend in public, so he deserves to be crippled," Yang Lingchen said coldly.

"Cousin, he's spouting nonsense! I didn't molest his friend at all. You must avenge me!"

The Disciple who had been crippled by Qiao Yanxi wailed in pain, his eyes full of despair.

"Trash, you were crippled by a girl at the fifth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm; what face do you have left to live in this world?"

Jiang Xueyan glared coldly at the young man, then turned to look at Yang Lingchen and said: "Brat, call that stinky girl out, and This Young Lady can spare you."

"If you have the ability, feel free to try and make things difficult for me."

A trace of disdain appeared in Yang Lingchen's eyes. The other party was just an Outer Court Disciple from the main academy, so he didn't take her seriously.

"This bastard doesn't seem that bad either. Hmm, he's even a little handsome." Standing behind Yang Lingchen, Qiao Yanxi's gaze gradually changed.

"Stinky brat, if you have the guts, state your name!" A trace of anger flashed across Jiang Xueyan's pretty face.

"My surname is Fu, given name Jun. If you want revenge, you can come find me anytime." After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he pulled Qiao Yanxi and walked towards the place where the Tianxin Branch Academy was stationed.

"Husband?" A trace of confusion flashed across Jiang Xueyan's face.

"Yeah!" Yang Lingchen responded from afar.

"Hahaha...!" At this moment, the people watching the fun all around burst into laughter.

"Stinky brat, you dare to play tricks on This Young Lady."

Jiang Xueyan immediately realized what had happened and sent a Sword Qi straight towards Yang Lingchen's back.

Yang Lingchen grabbed Qiao Yanxi, then his figure flashed, and he instantly disappeared from the spot. Although their strength was comparable, Yang Lingchen had an absolute advantage in terms of speed.

In less than half a cup of tea, Yang Lingchen had brought Qiao Yanxi to the entrance of the manor where the Tianxin Branch Academy was stationed.

"Bastard, where are you putting your hand?" Qiao Yanxi shouted coquettishly. She didn't expect this bastard to actually put his hand on her chest.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Yang Lingchen looked embarrassed. This action was just a subconscious habit, and he didn't intentionally want to take advantage of her.

"Then why did you squeeze me?" Qiao Yanxi shouted coquettishly.

"I really didn't mean to. I subconsciously thought you were Tiantian," Yang Lingchen scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Hmph, then I'll ask you a question. If you answer honestly, I'll forgive you," Qiao Yanxi said.

"No problem, go ahead and ask!" Yang Lingchen said helplessly.

Qiao Yanxi's pretty face flushed red, and she asked: "Who is bigger, me or Tiantian?"

"Cough...!" Yang Lingchen was dumbfounded.

"Tell me...!" Qiao Yanxi pouted and said.

"This... you two are about the same!" Yang Lingchen said awkwardly.

"Based on the feel, who is better?" Qiao Yanxi said.

"Cough...! My stomach hurts a bit, I'm leaving first." After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he dashed into the manor in a flash.

He really didn't expect that Qiao Yanxi would be able to ask such a question.

"Coward!" Qiao Yanxi said coquettishly, then followed him into the manor.

Half an hour later, an old man wearing a gray robe with a gloomy face arrived at the area where the Tianxin Branch Academy was stationed.

The person who came was none other than the Dean of the Tiankun Branch Academy, Duan Tianhao.

Behind him, four middle-aged men were carrying a stretcher, and lying on the stretcher was the young man, Jiang Biehe, who had previously been crippled by Qiao Yanxi.

"Huangfu Zhengtian, look at the good deed your Disciple has done. If you don't hand over the culprit today, then don't blame my Tiankun Branch Academy for being impolite at the Grand Competition," Duan Tianhao said aggressively.

"Duan Tianhao, for a conflict between Disciples, you, a Dean, have to come forward. It seems the Disciples of Tiankun Academy aren't much either!"

Huangfu Zhengtian stroked his beard and said with a smile: "As for being impolite at the Grand Competition, that will depend on whether you have the strength."

In past Grand Competitions, Tianxin Academy and Tiankun Academy had never gotten along well, so naturally, Huangfu Zhengtian would not give the other party a good look.

"Huangfu Zhengtian, are you sure you want to shield your Disciple?" Duan Tianhao's tone was extremely gloomy.

Before the start of previous Grand Competitions, there would always be some conflicts between the Disciples of the various Branch Academies, but it was basically always the Tiankun Academy teaching the people of the Tianxin Academy a lesson.

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