Around twenty Xin disciples stood at the front gate. There were two people in front. One’s face was scarred while the other wore a grass-hat. The cultivation of these two people had both reached the fourth rank. Especially the youth with the grass hat, his cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth rank.
“Yi! It is him!” Zhao Feng recognised the scar faced youth, it was Xin Fei. It seems that he had broken through to the fourth rank after fighting against the tiger.
Right now, the Xin disciples had the upper hand. All the Xin disciples present cheered, whereas five or sixth youth’s of the Zhao family were lying on the ground. Zhao Yue and Zhao Gan had injuries.
“Zhao Feng, you’re here!” Zhao Yue said, then groaned due to the pain from his injuries. After all, Zhao Feng was now the top outer disciple.