"Why? Why wasn't he dead? Jin Yangtian was nothing but trash; if that bastard killed him, then so be it. But why didn't those two old geezers, Zheng Keshuang and Liu Xuan, dare avenge him?" Jiang Yifei, standing at the back of the crowd, immediately roared with bloodshot eyes.
If Qin Shaofeng had not just thoroughly crushed the arrogance of the three sects.
Because of him alone, both first and third place had fallen into the hands of the Seven Stars Sect, causing the disciples to start discussing things once again.
The discussion was so loud that it drowned out their voices. With just those words, Jiang Yifei would probably have been enough to bring a beating from everyone around him.
Li Hu's eyes were also filled with fury. Though he was a fool, he knew better than to say such things in front of so many people. He immediately muttered, "Qin Shaofeng, count yourself lucky this time. But next time, you won't be so fortunate!"
"Brother Hu, so many experts from the Seven Luminaries Sect couldn't kill Qin Shaofeng. Will we really still have another chance?" Su Meixin stood right beside Li Hu.
Hearing Li Hu's words, she could not help asking.
"We will. There will definitely be a chance."
Li Hu nodded fiercely, thick killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Mm! There definitely will be. Let's go back first!" Su Meixin nodded, her expression impossible to tell whether it was crying or laughter, as she spoke.
Qin Shaofeng's victory might have been welcome news for many Seven Stars Sect disciples, but it was certainly not so for the few of them.
The hatred between them had long since made them forget any sense of belonging to the sect.
They thought they had hidden themselves well amid the excited