Awakening Of The Berserk System

Sunn Jie was unhappy that Zhang Tianhao had looked down on him.    

Zhang Tianhao and Sunn Jie carried the food and walked over. The surrounding core disciples looked at the two of them as they walked towards the beauty. They all looked at them with disdain.    

"Hmph, you actually dare to eat with the goddess. Aren't you afraid that the goddess will blame you? Although the goddess is beautiful, her temper isn't small …" A martial artist said.    

"Yeah, I heard last time that a senior brother was trying to flirt with the goddess while she was eating. He was scolded by the goddess and ran away in front of many of his fellow disciples." A martial artist said in disdain.    

"Hmm, I think this time won't be an exception." A martial artist said.    

"That's right. You dare to covet our goddess. If the goddess doesn't throw a tantrum at him this time, I'll eat shit!" A disciple of the Carefree Sect said.    

Zhang Tianhao and Sunn Jie did not hear the discussions around them. Even if they did, they would not care.    

However, when they were three meters away from the goddess, Sunn Jie stopped. He looked at the eyes that were staring at him covetously. Thinking about the rumors about the goddess, he hesitated. If he was scolded by the goddess in front of everyone, he would lose all his face! He couldn't be like this.    

"Goddess, please lend me a seat …" Zhang Tianhao was very polite.    

"Scram!"    

The goddess raised her head. When she saw Zhang Tianhao's appearance, she immediately turned from anger to joy and shouted, "It's you..."    

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao also saw the goddess's appearance and said in surprise, "It's you?"    

"Hehe, that's right, it's me." The goddess looked at Zhang Tianhao with pride and laughed.    

Of course, Zhang Tianhao knew this so-called goddess. It was Ximen Feishuang, who had taken a mission with him in the Carefree Sect branch. When they were in the Dead Swamp, Zhang Tianhao had saved Ximen Feishuang's life. The two of them had worked together in the Dead Swamp and completed the mission together. However, after handing in the mission, Zhang Tianhao never saw Ximen Feishuang again.    

It seemed that Ximen Feishuang also had a strong background! Looking at the surrounding core disciples who were afraid of Ximen Feishuang, he knew that Ximen Feishuang definitely had a strong background.    

"Sit!" Ximen Feishuang looked at Zhang Tianhao.    

Zhang Tianhao sat down happily.    

The martial artists of the Carefree Sect who were waiting to see Zhang Tianhao make a fool of himself were all shocked. They obviously didn't expect that Zhang Tianhao would be able to win the favor of a beauty.    

"This is impossible! This guy looks so wretched, why would a beauty eat with him? Ffeishuang must have been bewitched by his flowery words." A martial artist said.    

"That's not necessarily true!"    

The surrounding male disciples of the Carefree Sect, who were originally full of admiration for Ximen Feishuang, were unable to remain calm at this moment.    

Not only the other disciples of the Carefree Sect, Sunn Jie was also extremely shocked. He naturally knew Ximen Feishuang. Previously, he had seen Ximen Feishuang scolding a lot of disciples who were trying to curry favor with her in the restaurant. There were many of them who were core disciples ranked in the top hundred of the Carefree Sect. Why was she so special to her boss now? No, she was not as handsome as me! Sunn Jie was puzzled.    

However, since her boss was sitting there, he naturally did not need to worry about being chased away by a beauty. Therefore, Sunn Jie also walked over eagerly.    

Seeing Sunn Jie coming over, Ximen Feishuang frowned slightly and was about to scold him.    

"Cough, cough, cough... It's my little brother." Zhang Tianhao looked at Ximen Feishuang and was about to get angry, so he quickly said.    

"Oh, so it's your little brother! Why didn't you say so earlier? He looks so shy, and I thought he was a lecher!" Ximen Feishuang glanced at Zhang Tianhao with a reproachful look.    

Zhang Tianhao laughed dryly. Sunn Jie, who was beside him, was extremely depressed. How could his handsome face be so shy? Although the beauty was beautiful, she didn't have good taste.    

"Right, Feishuang, how did you get here? I haven't seen you since the last time we completed the mission." Zhang Tianhao and Ximen Feishuang laughed.    

"Of course, I have a lot of ways." Ximen Feishuang said proudly.    

Although Ximen Feishuang did not say it explicitly, Zhang Tianhao knew that Ximen Feishuang must have had a big background with Murong Xianer, Wooh Zixu, and the others.    

"Brat, step aside."    

At this moment, an impolite voice sounded.    

Zhang Tianhao raised his eyebrows and turned his head to see three young disciples. The one leading them was a young man in a grey long robe.    

"What do you mean?" Zhang Tianhao frowned as he looked at the young man.    

"I told you to step aside, didn't you hear me?" The young man said rudely.    

Zhang Tianhao looked at Ximen Feishuang. He originally thought that she would chase him away like the rumors said, but he didn't expect that Ximen Feishuang did not show any reaction at all, as if she was watching a good show. This made Zhang Tianhao speechless. It seemed that Ximen Feishuang wanted to take revenge. Thinking back to the words he said when he met her, it was indeed a bit excessive.    

"This young man is unlucky to have provoked this guy."    

"Yeah, Lin Qingshan is not someone to be trifled with. He can be ranked 97 among the core disciples!"    

"I heard that he is also Miss Ximen's loyal pursuer. Now that he saw this guy and Miss Ximen talking and laughing, how can he be happy?"    

The martial artists at the side discussed animatedly.    

Of course, Zhang Tianhao had also heard the news about Lin Qing Song. He didn't expect that this guy actually had some reputation.    

"Didn't you hear our Brother Qing Song's words?"    

Two young men stood out from behind Lin Qing Song. One of them pointed at Zhang Tianhao and shouted.    

Zhang Tianhao said in disdain, "Which dog doesn't have a strong collar and let you out?"    

"You … You dare to call me a dog?" The young disciple pointed at Zhang Tianhao and said in a flustered manner.    

"Isn't your dog a dog?" Zhang Tianhao said in disdain.    

"You're courting death!"    

The young disciple's eyes turned cold as he threw a punch at Zhang Tianhao.    

Zhang Tianhao snorted and pulled the young disciple's hand. The disciple staggered and groaned. His body leaned forward and his hand was pulled to a table by Zhang Tianhao. Zhang Tianhao grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the side and fiercely stabbed his hand.    

At this moment, the ordinary chopsticks turned into sharp weapons.    

"Puchi!"    

The young disciple's hand was pierced through by Zhang Tianhao's chopsticks.    

"Ah!"    

The young disciple let out a blood-curdling scream. His palm was dripping with blood.    

"Let him go!"    

Lin Qing Song's other follower roared and threw a punch at Zhang Tianhao's back.    

This punch came with a fierce momentum and locked onto Zhang Tianhao's back. If he didn't die, he would be severely injured.