Zhou Qiang shouted angrily.

He particularly despised the three words "Outer Ring City."

He and Zhou Xiaotong were half-siblings; there was a time he was not a direct bloodline of the Zhou Family, but an illegitimate child.

His mother was originally just a pharmacist who came out of the Outer Ring City, and later married into the Zhou Family. Initially, when he made his move, he suffered various rejections in the Zhou Family because of his mother's origins.

It wasn't until his father took power that things changed.

From being an illegitimate child to becoming a direct descendant, he gained the qualification to inherit the group and received substantial cultivation resource subsidies, but he was still not satisfied. He always believed that if it weren't for his mother's connection to the Outer Ring City, he might have unlocked his Bone Phase in his freshman year, and his physical fitness would have met the standard for consuming Vein-Opening Liquid. Perhaps by now, he would have been a powerful Bloodline Martial Artist who could lead the Zhou Family to become stronger.

Then Zhou Xiaotong told him that a Martial Dao student from the Outer Ring City had aptitude that exceeded his own.

"Ling Feng's combat power value is estimated to have already exceeded 400.0. If he emerges in the Provincial Exam, he might even qualify to represent Jiangbei Province in the National Exam directly."

Zhou Xiaotong said seriously.

"Impossible. A piece of trash from the Outer Ring City, how could he represent Jiangbei Province? Only someone like me, Zhou Qiang, can represent Jiangbei Province in the National Exam."

Zhou Qiang said furiously.

"Don't forget, you also have some traits of the Outer Ring City."

Zhou Xiaotong said angrily.

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qiang was completely enraged, releasing a powerful oppressive aura. His veins bulged, and his eyes turned blood-red, as if he was about to kill Zhou Xiaotong.

"Bang!"

The two Genetic Bloodline Martial Artists who had gone to support him had exhausted too much of their Bloodline Power and could not control themselves, coming back to rest.

Zhou Qiang's aura fluctuations were thus affected, and he quickly restrained himself.

"You're still the same."

Zhou Xiaotong looked disappointed.

"No, I'm not. Just now... I just lost control for a moment, sis, please forgive me."

Zhou Qiang hurriedly explained.

His expression was somewhat nervous and worried.

"Just protect the No.3 Warehouse first. I asked you to come over not to argue with me, but to ensure the base's safety."

Zhou Xiaotong reminded him.

"Hmm."

Zhou Qiang nodded, then ordered the two returning Bloodline Martial Artists, "Stay here and guard the No.3 Warehouse. Protect my sister; if anything happens to her, you're the ones I'll question!"

"Yes!"

The two were startled and quickly replied.

"Where are you going?"

Zhou Xiaotong sensed something was wrong.

She saw Zhou Qiang had already shot off in the direction of Ling Feng and said, "I'm going to help Ling Feng."

"Don't act recklessly."

Zhou Xiaotong reminded him.

She knew Zhou Qiang's temperament. He must be angry inside, wanting to compete with Ling Feng to prove he was stronger than him.

She regretted it, thinking she shouldn't have gotten angry with Zhou Qiang.

But her mother was also from the Outer Ring City, and every time Zhou Qiang trampled on the dignity of people from the Outer Ring City, she suppressed a surge of anger, leading to several arguments between the siblings.

"Howl!"

Zhou Qiang practiced Swordsmanship.

The Swordsmanship emphasized a fierce and ruthless approach. With his 425.0, aided by the Fourth Layer Dharma Aspect, he reached a physical fitness level of 146.7, unleashing his full potential. In a few leaps, he was beside Ling Feng.

He swiftly executed his Swordsmanship, killing the dozen or so Catfish Demon Kings beside Ling Feng.

Ling Feng glanced at Zhou Qiang, his expression lighting up, thinking reinforcements had arrived and the Seven Great Bases were no longer in danger.

However, he soon realized that Zhou Qiang's Swordsmanship targeted the Catfish Demon Kings around him, as if eager to slay each one before Ling Feng could.

For this reason, he leaped toward another direction, intending to leave this area to Zhou Qiang. But Zhou Qiang followed him and always killed the Catfish Demon Kings around him first.

"Friend, what are you doing?"

Ling Feng was puzzled.

Was this person afraid he might run into danger, or was he here to stop him from killing the Catfish Demon Kings?

"Does a Martial Dao student from the Outer Ring City deserve to participate in the Provincial Exam, hoping to represent Jiangbei Province in the National Exam? Do you even have any idea about your own worth?"

Zhou Qiang taunted coldly.

In the battle with the Catfish Demons, he dared not harm Ling Feng. The iron law of the Seven Great Star Systems Alliance, even he did not dare to challenge.

With so many eyes watching, he knew that if he caused trouble, the Zhou Family would not be able to help him.

But he wanted people to see clearly that his strength far exceeded Ling Feng's, that Ling Feng had no right to participate in the Provincial Exam, let alone represent Jiangbei Province in the National Exam.

"It turns out you're angry about this. To be honest, I don't think I qualify to take part in the Provincial Exam, let alone the National Exam. Are you also from South City? If that's the case, you go ahead and participate in the Provincial and National Exams!"

Ling Feng said with a smile upon hearing this.

As someone with a Coasting Along Fate, he wasn't about to argue with Zhou Qiang over this matter.

"Are you patronizing me? Do you even know who I am?"

Zhou Qiang fumed.

"No, don't get me wrong."

Ling Feng hurriedly replied.

"Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson later. First, let me show you my strength."

"Howl!"

Zhou Qiang snorted disdainfully, coldly, and once again performed his Swordsmanship, slaughtering the nearby Catfish Demon Kings.

"Alright, I'm watching!"

Ling Feng, having rare downtime, quickly retreated, leaping back to the No.3 Warehouse base, taking the opportunity to rest well.

Leaping into the fray was not his desire.

Turning the tide was even less his wish.

With a master here, Ling Feng was happy to become a bystander, resting on the side.

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