Chapter 418: Does Today's Breakfast Have a Bite for Me?

He hadn't even had dinner, damn it, thinking of him Xu Jie, Xu Laosan, when had he ever suffered such injustice?

Every time they ate, Xu Jie was always the one rushing to the front.

It's all because of this idiot, damn it, he doesn't even know when to pick the right time to drug someone.

With anger burning in his heart, Xu Jie struck out in resentment; seeing this, Shen Xian also shouted angrily.

"Shī xiōng, you're going too far, we each to each other, isn't it just..................."

"Each other my ass."

A Silkworm Hand strike came flying over; seeing this, Shen Xian gave a cold snort.

"Heh, Shī xiōng, you underestimate me, just a Silkworm Hand and you think... holy shit.................."

They were both Inner Disciples, and the Silkworm Hand wasn't some exceptionally powerful technique; Shen Xian initially didn't care at all.

But when Xu Jie made his move, before Shen Xian's words had even finished, his expression changed instantly.

Damn it, it was actually a Transformation Realm-level Silkworm Hand.

For a moment, Shen Xian dared not be the slightest bit careless; he directly brought out his signature skill, his Space Ring flashing, and a brush taller than a person appeared in his hand.

As the brush tip touched, black Línglì like ink exploded instantly, shattering Xu Jie's Silkworm Hand in an instant.

In the first clash, both sides appeared evenly matched.

But this was only the beginning; as Xu Jie also drew his long sword, the situation immediately reversed.

The two weren't fighting for the first time; originally their cultivation and strength were roughly equal, both having achieved Great Accomplishment in the Dharma Appearance Realm.

But now, Xu Jie had already broken through to Perfection in the Heaven-Man Realm, and his combat power had made rapid progress, incomparable to before.

The martial techniques he displayed were either Perfection or Transformation Realm, damn it, it's practically ghostly.

"Xu Shīxiōng, you..................."

It's only been over a year since we last saw each other, why the hell has Xu Jie's power increased so much that it's basically unstoppable?

"Cut the nonsense, as the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father; today, as a father, I will surely give you a good lesson."

Xu Jie didn't listen to Shen Xian at all, thrusting his sword forward and shattering the ink marker in front of Shen Xian.

"They're fighting again."

Throughout Lingcheng, many disciples naturally felt the aftermath of the two's battle; Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang and other Inner Disciples glanced toward the direction of the fight with indifferent expressions and said.

It's quite normal for fellow sect members to spar.

The battle lasted about half a Shíchén; when Xu Jie returned to the canteen again, Shen Xian in the courtyard already had a bruised nose and swollen face.

With a glimmer of hope still in his heart, he strode into the canteen.

"Maybe they'll leave me some out of fellow sect affection."

Xu Jie placed his hope in that deep fellow sect affection.

He quickly walked into the kitchen, but there was nothing, nothing at all.

He then went to the rear courtyard, seeing Ye Zhangqing playing chess with Bai Hua Xianzi, and hurried forward.

"Junior Brother Zhangqing."

"Third Senior Brother is back, what's wrong?"

"Hehe, um, that is, senior brother had something happen at night, my food..................."

"Oh, it was eaten by the Peak Master, he said it was you paying tribute to him."

Hearing this, Ye Zhangqing replied truthfully; upon hearing those words, Xu Jie stood frozen in place, his last hope also shattering.

After a moment, Xu Jie gritted his teeth fiercely, "Damn it, I'm really stupid, actually fantasizing that they'd develop a conscience."

He spent the night silent; the next morning at dawn, Xu Jie got up early, or rather he hadn't slept all night, guarding outside the canteen before daybreak.

When it was almost time for breakfast, many disciples rushed over, seeing the murderous aura emanating from Xu Jie, they all froze.

"What's wrong with Third Senior Brother?"

"I don't know, the killing intent is really strong."

Ignoring the other senior and junior brothers, he waited until Zhao Zhengping, Zhao Rou, Wanxiang, and the Putuo Temple Inner Disciples appeared, then Xu Jie rose.

Holding his long sword, with a clear sword ring, he spoke coldly.

"Today's breakfast, I Xu San will definitely eat; whoever dares to block me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Because of the increase in numbers, competition among the Inner Disciples is also unusually fierce.

Having missed dinner yesterday, Xu Jie was uneasy all night; therefore, today's breakfast must be eaten no matter what, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

There's no joking this time; Xu Jie is dead serious.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhengping and the others exchanged a glance; this guy didn't even bother with the Silkworm Hand, he drew his sword right away.

After thinking, Zhao Zhengping chuckled.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother, what are you saying? Yesterday, Senior Brother originally intended to save you some food, but Shīzūn.................."

"Heh, you think I'd believe that? Cut the nonsense; I only ask one thing: does today's breakfast have even a bite for me Xu San?"

"Yes, yes, there definitely is."

Seeing Xu Jie's appearance, Zhao Zhengping and the others, as well as the stewards, dared not provoke his bad luck, simply yielding the first place to him.

Xu Jie also stood at the courtyard gate holding his long sword, unwilling to yield, bearing the aura of one man holding the gate against ten thousand.

The other disciples continued to compete, but everyone deliberately avoided Xu Jie's position; Third Senior Brother is off today, don't provoke him.

Meanwhile, as the crowd competed, a shadow sneaked close from outside—it was none other than Shen Xian.

Having gotten no answer yesterday, early this morning he sensed the disciples' strange movements and immediately followed them covertly.

Seeing the people fighting fiercely, Shen Xian, although he didn't know why, his eyes flashed with light.

"Surely there's a problem."

He still wanted to get closer to look, but having taken just two steps, the next second a sword light suddenly attacked.

Instantly frightened, Shen Xian gave a start, quickly turned sideways, and barely managed to dodge.

Turning his head, he didn't know when Xu Jie had appeared in front of him.

Looking at Xu Jie's grim expression, Shen Xian gave an embarrassed smile and said.

Hehe, good morning, third senior brother.

Do you still want to block me?

I... I didn't, I just happened to pass by.

Hmph, do you think I'd believe that?

Speaking, Xu Jie directly attacked; the outcome had already been decided yesterday, so Shen Xian's fate was obviously sealed.

After a fierce battle, he was seized by Xu Jie's Silkworm Hand and unable to move.

But thus, Shen Xian learned the secret of Divine Sword Peak.

How fragrant.

Being caught by the Silkworm Hand on the wall, frantically inhaling, Shen Xian finally understood why the Sect Master and others were so courteous to Ye Zhangqing.

This aroma, although he hadn't eaten it, just smelling it already made him unable to stop.

No wonder, no wonder Xú Shīxiōng was so angry yesterday.

His eyes were red, he also wanted to take a bite, but there was no way, being trapped by Xu Jie, he could not break free at all.

Meanwhile, the many disciples nearby also gave Shen Xian a strange look.

This Shen Xian Shī xiōng must be the first Inner Disciple who hasn't gotten a meal.

Who says it isn't so.

Sigh, even Inner Disciples can't get a meal; what will we do from now on?

What can we do? Work hard at Xiūliàn, increase our strength.

Exactly, we don't have to compete with Inner Disciples; as long as we can defeat same-level disciples, that's enough.

That's also right.

Many felt sorry for Shen Xian, while also feeling immense pressure about the future.

Look, even Inner Disciples can't get a meal; if they don't work hard, they might not even be able to smell it.