God level funny comparison system

"Ah..." The tenth senior brother was about to be enraged by Zhang Long's arrogance, so he rushed forward shouting.

The silver-white long sword trembled, and sword flowers flew all over the sky immediately. The sword energy was so fierce that people who were more than ten meters away would feel a raw skin pain.

Dongfang Yan held his breath and broke into a cold sweat for Zhang Long, while the rest of the people all had mocking smiles on their faces, waiting to see Zhang Long lying in a pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the silver-white sword light reached Zhang Long's eyes.

Just when people's mocking smiles were brightest, Zhang Long moved.

"Damn it!" shouted angrily, Zhang Long's figure standing on the spot suddenly jumped up, turned around 360 degrees, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and smashed straight down towards the tenth brother below.

He had sharp eyes and a domineering expression on his face, as if he wanted to smash the ten senior brothers below into pieces.

"Hiss..." Staring at the silver-white long sword in Zhang Long's hand, everyone gasped.

The silver-white long sword, with criss-crossing matrix notches, is the same long sword that Die Zhijian used back then.

The most important thing is that at this moment, Zhang Long's jumping figure was covered with a layer of red mist, and a layer of red flames burst out from the long sword in his hand. The scorching temperature caused the heat wave to roll within a radius of more than ten meters.

"The congenital peak!" Dongfang Yan was the first to exclaim.The rest of the people were all stunned in place.

When Zhang Long came to pick up the food yesterday, he was still uncultivated. Why did he suddenly reach the peak of the innate stage now?

Zhang Long is already well-known in Xuanxinzong. Everyone knows that he had zero cultivation level when he entered Xuanxinzong. If Zhang Long has zero cultivation, then it must be zero cultivation, so people have already become inertial, and just now they did not see that Zhang Long's cultivation has reached the peak of the innate stage.

But now, people can see it, they can see very clearly that Zhang Long at this moment is completely different from Zhang Long yesterday!
Overnight, from no cultivation to the peak of the congenital stage!What kind of monster is this!You know, even Sheng Ling with good talent needs to practice for at least half a year to enter the congenital stage from the body training stage.

People were dumbfounded, and the tenth senior brother was even more dumbfounded. Not only was he dumbfounded, but he was looking at the falling sword from above, and fear filled his eyes, like the fear of encountering a monster.

"impossible!"

"Crack!"

Senior Brother Ten shook his head and screamed, and immediately, the long sword collided with the long sword that Zhang Long had chopped off.

A circle of flames and silver brilliance swayed away, and Senior Brother Ten retreated violently as his feet rubbed against the ground.

"Pfft!" Just standing still, the tenth senior brother shook his body, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and immediately fell limp, but fortunately he was supported by the people behind him, otherwise he would have collapsed on the ground.

But he didn't care about the pain in his body, and stared at Zhang Long in horror, his eyes full of confidence.

"How could this happen? How is this possible? I, I am the peak of the day after tomorrow!" Blinking his eyes, Senior Brother Ten exclaimed.

The rest of the people were also scared, even the tenth senior brother was no match for them, let alone them, so the shouting of the people stopped, and everyone blinked their eyes in bewilderment, or swallowed their saliva, and retreated instinctively.

"The peak of the day after tomorrow?" Zhang Long waved the long sword in his hand, and then slowly walked towards the ten senior brothers with his deadly little hand. It's not as good as my family's death!"

"Hehe..." Shi Zhijian was amused, but seeing the lineup of hundreds of people, he smiled a little, and quickly pretended to be serious, looking extremely cute.

Zhang Long walked forward, and the white-clothed disciples on the scene slowly retreated. The aura of hundreds of people was completely intimidated by Zhang Long.

"He, how did he do it? Is the speed of Yin-Yang Ling's cultivation really that terrifying?" Someone murmured, sweating profusely.

"Why, didn't Elder Qingfeng say that the cultivation of Yin-Yang Ling would be very difficult?" Another person echoed.

Zhang Long stopped in his tracks, raised his long sword, pointed at the people facing him and said: "Today is a lesson, you better be careful when you speak in the future, if you dare to be rude to death again, I will blow your heads off!"

"Giggle..." Shi Zhijian was amused again, this time she couldn't control her laughter, she shook Zhang Long's arm and said, "Big brother, you are so amazing."

Zhang Long raised his sword eyebrows, then stroked the broken hair on his forehead arrogantly and said, "I dare not say it's great, but it's definitely better than them. Let's go home and have dinner."

As he said that, Zhang Long took his deadly little hands, turned around and was about to leave here.

"Stop!" came an indifferent and haughty voice.

Zhang Long frowned, looked back again, and at the same time muttered: "Damn, are there so many people who owe a beating today?"

"Eldest brother?" Someone exclaimed.Then, the people in the audience who were frightened by Zhang Long boiled up again, their eyes lit up, as if they saw a savior.

"It's Big Brother who is here!"

"Wow, big brother is so handsome!"

"Of course, senior brother is already in the psychic stage!"

Amidst the noise of excitement, a total of nine people came in from the back door of the cafeteria. They were also dressed in white clothes, only the leader had a gold border embroidered with golden patterns on his white slanted neckline.

The nine people all carried long swords and walked in mightily, with extraordinary momentum.

The crowd automatically made way for a passage, allowing this group of people to go straight to Zhang Long's direction.

Finally, nine people stood still opposite Zhang Long, and hundreds of disciples surrounded him behind him.

"Are you Zhang Long?" The senior brother in charge first looked at the injured tenth junior brother, then at the chef who was beaten into a pig's head, and then squinted at Zhang Long and said.

There was a trace of doubt in his cold voice, just like the expression in his squinted eyes.He also couldn't figure it out, could this legendary yin-yang spirit with zero cultivation be able to beat a junior at the peak of the Houtian stage like this?
"What? Do you want to know me?" Zhang Long smiled evilly, "Unfortunately, I'm not interested in getting to know you."

The elder brother took a light breath, and smiled, which made his always gloomy face feel more menacing, and the excited crowd around him quieted down, looking at this elder brother with some trepidation.

"I've heard people say that our master has taken in a yin-yang spirit. They said that this person is very strange. The boss is not young, but he has no cultivation level. He is still a rare yin-yang spirit. When I saw it today, it was really strange." Looking at Zhang Long, the big brother said.

Zhang Long raised his head slowly, raised his long sword and pointed at the elder brother, saying: "If you want to fight, tell me, I hate people who say I'm weird!"

"Presumptuous!" Before the senior brother could speak, a person next to him shouted sharply.

These people are also in their 20s, and the rest of them are all staring at each other. Only the senior brother is quite calm, with a faint sinister look in his eyes.

"A mere newcomer, how dare you talk to senior brother like that? Why don't you kneel down and salute?" The man stared, pointed at Zhang Long with his sword and shouted angrily.

Zhang Long restrained the smile on his face, pulled the dead man behind him, looked around at the crowd who had started to panic again, and said, "I salute you? What are you guys? Don't forget, after three years, you will all be my family." Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to salute you now, the defeated general who died so cheaply!"

"What did you say? I think you are looking for death!" On the other side of the senior brother, a disciple rushed out, a series of afterimages flashed out of his figure, and the tip of his sword stabbed Zhang Long straight.

"Stop!" At this moment, there was a stern shout, the voice was loud and majestic, and the disciple who was so frightened that rushed over was stunned for a while.

People looked behind Zhang Long in horror, only to see Shan Hong walking in slowly with his hands behind his back. Much stronger than before.

"Shan, mentor Shanhong?" The person rushing over hurriedly put away his sword, then looked at Shanhong in confusion and murmured.

"What? You don't know me anymore? You're not polite when you see your mentor? Do you wait for me to report to the Law Enforcement Hall?" The old eyebrow froze, and Shan Hong said in a deep voice.

"Don't dare! I've met Mentor Shanhong!" The white-clothed disciple who stopped hurriedly clasped his fists, lowered his head and said, his tone was indeed a little annoyed.

"Teacher Shanhong, I heard that this person is your disciple." At this time, the senior brother squinted his eyes, and looked up at Shanhong's level, speaking in a neutral tone.

"Of course it's my disciple." Shan Hong stood beside Zhang Long and Shi Zhijian.

"But he injured two senior brothers and openly provoked all the outer disciples. Do you think he should also report to the Law Enforcement Hall?" The senior brother still said coldly, obviously not paying attention to the Shanhong mentor inside.

Shanhong is not his master. In the entire cafeteria, there are not many disciples belonging to Shanhong, only a dozen or so in total. At this time, those dozen or so disciples have long been ashamed to see Shanhong. The disciples bullied their fellow disciples together. Now that the master was in front of them, they all lowered their heads, pretending that what happened just now had nothing to do with them.

"Really? The two senior brothers that my apprentice defeated in a row?" Shan Hong suddenly became excited, staring at the crowd opposite and said: "Who, let me see who made my apprentice hurt !"

"Me!" The ten junior brothers from before came out confidently raising their hands.

"Also, there's me!" The chef also followed, but when his eyes touched Zhang Long, he was still a little apprehensive.

Seeing the serious injuries of these two people, Shan Hong nodded meaningfully, then pursed his lips, and said in a serious manner: "You deserve it, you deserve it!" Looking back at Zhang Long, he said excitedly, "You deserved it!" Okay, well done!"

People were stunned, looking at Shanhong's back, thinking that the mentor was crazy, even if he wanted to favor his disciples, he didn't need to be so exaggerated, other disciples also had masters, and most of them were better than Shanhong in Xuanxinzong. The status is higher, especially the nine of the senior brother and the ten senior brothers. They are all apprentices of the first mentor of the outer sect. If they openly say that they deserve to be beaten, isn't this finding fault?