A very strong sense of oppression

  He was Yuè Yīng (Moon Eagle), and Líng Yuè Wǎn gazed at him in shock as he walked in from outside the door.

  "What a strong sense of oppression" Ling Yue said in a low voice.

  Then, Moon Eagle's eyes seemed to glance over unintentionally and continued walking forward.

  He just... ridiculed... laughed... Ling Yue's astonished eyes followed Yuè, beside his forehead, already had a hint of thin sweat.

  Mysterious, Moon Eagle gave Ling Yue a feeling of mystery, making it impossible for her to figure out...

  The leader of the first gang "Sakura Palace" was actually a 16-year-old little girl, really weak... Tsukihana said disdainfully in her heart.

  However, the master of this second-largest sect "Crescent Moon Palace" is also a 17-year-old young man. The gaze of Yue Ying fell on Han Yiche, are these people all weak?

  So strong, this person is so strong, much stronger than me. Han Yizhe gazed at Yuè Jiàn, who not only gave people a mysterious feeling but also had an aura of... bad luck that was equally strong.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, I am Yuè Yīng. I invited you all here today without any other intention, just to get to know each other. Because," Yuè Yīng glanced at Líng Yuè Wǎn with a sly smile "from now on, I will become... the master of... the First Palace." The arrogant voice"

  What!!!!!

  Everyone looked at Ling Yueguang and then glanced at Yuexiao, whispering among themselves.

  "This month, Eagle will replace 'Sakura Palace' master?"

  "No way! Replacing the master of 'Sakura Palace', but the master of 'Sakura Palace' is very strong,"

  "Indeed, but I'm more optimistic about Moon Eagle"

  "Why?"

  "No matter how strong the master of 'Sakura Palace' is, she's just a 16-year-old girl. Compared to a 16-year-old girl, I think more highly of Tsukihime-sama," He's indeed a turncoat, immediately switching sides.

  "It's also said,"...

  Listening to the discussions of the crowd, apart from Ling Yueguang, there was another person who was also very unhappy, that is Han Yizhe. As for Ying Yu Chen, he clearly knew the difference between himself and Yueying, so he had no right to be unhappy...

  "Hey, are you saying we're going to war?" Ling Yue's voice was laced with a hint of battle intent and irritation.

  "Congratulations, you're right, but I don't have the habit of bullying girls. If you retreat and apologize obediently, you'll be the second faction, otherwise... it will hurt a lot!" The annoying and arrogant voice.

  "Spare me? Not possible, unless I... die," Ling Yueguang took the red rope handed to her by Bao Lei, tied up her hair, and tightly bound the strings behind the mask.

  "Oh?" Moon Eagle was slightly surprised, "Then let's begin!" After finishing speaking, the people around him, except for the three great guards and Han Yizhe Ying Yu Zhen five people, had all retreated far away.

  "Thank you... for your guidance," Ling Yue said as she charged upwards, her left arm swinging towards his right temple.

  "Too slow," Yue Ying said and then firmly grasped Ling Xueyan's left fist with her left hand.

  "What!" Ling Yue's eyes widened in surprise,

  "This is the way to do it," Moon Eagle said, clenching his left fist and delivering a vicious punch to Ling Yue's abdomen. Ling Yue's body immediately flew backward, crashing into a pillar. Just as Moon Eagle thought he had won...

  "It's not over yet!" Just then, Ling Yue grasped the railing with her right hand, and her foot stepped on the pillar. Then, she bent her legs and charged forward. Three silver needles emitting a silvery glow shot out from her waist to her palm, flying forward.

  "Too easy," Moon Eagle shifted left, dodging Silver Needle.

  "Oh? Is that so? You're rejoicing too early," he said, clenching his right fist and fiercely striking Moon Eagle's right shoulder...