Infinite Defense

The situation was like this...

Chi Yuan was busy with the various rewards that needed to be awarded after the Zongmen Grand Competition. When he was very busy, the guard told him exciting news.

"Sect Master... That kid named Chi Dun, who was fighting against the 'Anti-Chi Party' in the square, said he wanted to fight against him by himself."

Chi Yuan didn't pay much attention to it. Chi Dun's reputation has been infamous for a day or two, but what is that anti-chi party?

Sounds so unpleasant!

He Chi Dun, the Great Sect Master Chi Yuan, was very angry, and the consequences of his anger were serious.

"For all the disciples with the name of the anti-chi party, this year's benefits have been cancelled! Humph! Let's see if they dare to make up their names!" Chi Yuan said coldly, but suddenly thought of the main point of the guard's words.

"Just now, you said Chi Dun went to the anti-chi party himself?"

"Um……"

"Who are these anti-pool parties? How many?"

The guard said truthfully: "A small investigation revealed that the core figures of the Anti-Chi Party are those spiritual disciples whose faces were marked by Chiton. Some of them, the total number is about 200, and it is still increasing!"

Chi Yuan pondered for a moment, patted the table, and said angrily, "Good boy, actually put water on the sect competition!"

A day later, the scene of Chi Dun admitting defeat in the big competition is still in the hearts of the people. Today, he will meet the disciples of the spiritual light again outside the big competition.

It seems that he still has some hidden cards, but why does he do this, whether he wins or loses, it is not good for him?

The benefits, only Chi Dun himself knows, he wants to use the hands of this group of disciples who are hostile to him to improve his defense ability.

Fu Kun came here professionally from Sikong Array in order to get revenge on those spiritual light realms.

Chi Yuan raised his hand and said lightly: "If Chi Dun loses, then both sides will be fined for one year. If... that group of rascals lose, the welfare will be fined for two years! I really thought that an anti-chi party would be able to go to heaven. ?"

The guard was in a cold sweat. The sect master is very careful. As the guard, he is a clear door. He can only blame those who don't have brains for such an organization in the sect.

Don't you know that all the males of the suzerain's family are surnamed Chi? Who gave you the courage?Dao-kun Nagumo?Zhenhai Division?Or the Cangyun Royal Family?

But the guards stayed for a while, but didn't want to retreat.

"Anything else?"

Chi Yuan asked.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should say it or not, and what would be the consequences of saying it?

Gritting his teeth, the guard stood still like a warrior, and said in his mouth: "Reporting to your lord, I saw the young master on the way here! He, he went to the square!"

Chi Yuan doesn't know, so Feng'er went to the square?

"It's okay, it should be to watch the fun."

"Little one thinks... the young sect master, maybe he should probably... not to watch the fun..."

Based on the guard's understanding of Chi Feng, he estimated that it is very likely that Chi Feng's kid went to play and mess around.

What's wrong with it?

In short, he may have gone to be a temporary anti-pool party!

After all, this kid has been watching Chi Dun fight in the stands, and his hands are itchy. He used to just watch the fun?

It's impossible!

Chi Yuan, who had figured out what was going on, stood up from his seat and said angrily, "Go! Go, young sect master, bring it back to me!"

His own son ran to the anti-chi party, which made him put Chi Yuan's old face, saying that the North Lizong must not be the laughing stock of others?

Forget about work, Chi Yuan hurried to the square.

In the crowd in the square, a figure that was obviously slightly shorter than the nearby people, interspersed left and right, squeezed into the flow of people.

"Don't squeeze, what are you doing, little... Your Royal Highness Young Sect Master!"

Seeing that someone found him, Chi Feng quickly covered his mouth and whispered, "Don't make a sound!"

The other party was covered by his mouth, nodded, and the two squatted in the crowd.

Chi Feng asked, "Is there a hat?"

The other party shook his head, and Chi Feng asked again, "Is there a cloak?"

He still shook his head, Chi Feng knocked him, and said angrily, "Why don't you have anything?"

The passers-by looked aggrieved. Who still wears a cloak in the sect? It's either pretending to be a criminal or a brain problem, right?

Chi Feng glanced at him, his eyes fixed on his clothes, he suddenly smiled and stretched out his hands.

"ah!"

There was a scream from the crowd, but it was immediately pinned down.

There was an extra layer of mask on Chi Feng's face, while the passerby disciple's chest was missing a piece of cloth.

The chest was bare, the man hugged his chest, his face full of grievances.

Chi Feng looked at him, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile, "Yes, very fashionable!"

Turning around, he quickly rushed into the crowd of chaos in the square. He held an unsheathed long sword in his hand, which was in contrast to his not-so-tall 14-year-old figure.