Yang Haoran was very depressed.
I didn’t expect that as a disciple of the Tianji Sect, I would receive such treatment.
Someone in the crowd has already begun to explain.
"Tianjimen doesn't have enough money, but he is a famous liar in the spiritual world.
He really wants to take on a disciple, but the key is to have someone willing to accept him as his teacher!
If you follow him, you will fall into a pit of fire and be unable to climb out."
"You are the first Tianji Sect disciple we have heard of. Are you new?
And I've never heard anyone say that he doesn't have enough money to be famous for his strength. I'm afraid that guy doesn't have much ability other than talking.
The duel between the barbarians is a real fight, not just talking and talking!"
"I advise you, if you are truly a disciple of Tianji Sect, leave immediately.
Or just buy higher tickets and watch the excitement.
As for participating in the duel between barbarians, forget it.
This kind of game for the strong is not suitable for your Tianji Sect."
Everyone was talking to each other, and it was so lively.
If Yang Haoran had been thin-skinned, he would have run away in shame.
Only then did Yang Haoran remember that he didn't have enough money, and said that he saw Yang Haoran's shamelessness.
It seems that I’m not kidding if I don’t have enough money. If I don’t have enough thick skin and mental endurance, it’s really difficult to be a disciple of Tianji Sect!
"Ahem! You can shut up.
I now solemnly declare in front of everyone that I am the only disciple in charge of Tianji Sect.
Here is the Tianji Disk of Tianji Gate as proof.”
Yang Haoran thought, and the rotating celestial disk quickly hovered above his head.
"Besides, I am serious about participating in the Duel of the Barbarians.
Who told you that the disciples of Tianji Sect are not good at fighting?
Those are all misunderstandings and rumors, and they must be dispelled!
This time I want to prove to Tianji Sect and show my friends in the spiritual world that Tianji Sect is also capable!"
Suddenly there was a roar of laughter all around.
A large number of eyes looked back and forth on Yang Haoran.
"Little brother, you are very brave.
But don’t look at your size. If you participate in the duel between the gods, you will die."
Yang Haoran held his head high and looked around with a proud expression.
"Fart! No matter how powerful you are, can you still be higher than Buddha and Taoist?
Do the two old men also have the same body as an iron tower?
As long as the strength is sufficient, these are all appearances."
Suddenly there was a burst of ridicule.
"How dare you compare with Buddha and Taoist ancestors?"
"Your shameless spirit and verbal skills are the true inheritance of people who don't have enough money. They come from the same origin!"
"This is the only advantage Tianji Sect has. If it disappears, it will be gone!"
Far away from the crowd, a fat man with a pockmarked face kept a lewd smile.
"This kid is better than his predecessor, and his face is as thick as a city wall.
This eloquence is no less than what I used to do back then!
As a disciple of the Tianji Sect, I am truly a talented person who is rare to find in a thousand years!"
While talking to everyone, Yang Haoran had already signed a life and death agreement.
And with everyone's surprised eyes, he took the number plate from the Barbarian God Clan woman.
The Barbarian God Clan woman looked at Yang Haoran with sympathetic eyes, a bit like an expression of silence.
I don’t know who shouted.
"If you have any last words, you can tell them.
For example, what color coffin do you like, should you plant a tree on the cemetery, etc.
Seeing how pitiful you are, we will treat it as a good thing."
"This man is still thoughtful, after all, the Tianji Sect is a single branch.
When he died, he became extinct, and there was no one to collect his body. How pitiful!"
The two people spoke loudly without caring about Yang Haoran's feelings.
Yang Haoran raised his fingers towards the two people.
"Don't worry, I will definitely live longer than you two bastards.
Grass has grown on your graves, and I am now in my prime year!"
Yang Haoran's words immediately angered two people.
The two of them were both late-stage practitioners in the foundation-building stage. After looking at each other, they rushed towards Yang Haoran in unison.
Yang Haoran was prepared before he cursed.
Before the two people could reach him, Yang Haoran threw the Xuanling cat on his shoulder.
"Sanhua'er, it's up to you!"
The Xuanling cat looked confused, it was an unreasonable disaster.
Now that he couldn't afford to offend Yang Haoran, he could only vent his anger on the two guys in front of him.
It's just rubbish from the late stage of foundation building. What's so arrogant about it?
Not every practitioner can be like Yang Haoran who can leapfrog and fight with abnormal strength!
"Meow, I'll catch you uncle!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the plush cat paws were waving wantonly.
"Lightning Meow Punch!"
There was a banging sound, and before the two of them had time to fight back, they were slapped away by Xuanling Cat.
It is true that Xuanling Cat's claws are too fast and it is impossible to defend against it.
"ah!"
After two screams, the two late-stage Foundation Establishment practitioners fell to the ground in a panic, their faces scratched.
There was surprise and sighing all around.
"Let me go, this cat is a spiritual beast at the peak of the foundation building stage!"
"The ferocity of spiritual beasts is inherently higher than that of humans, and their fighting talents are stronger than those of human practitioners.
These two people are unlucky to face such a guy!"
"No wonder this guy from Tianjimen is so rampant and has a helper in his relationship!"
Everyone was talking about it, but their voices were much quieter.
Those who can come to this hall are all practitioners in the foundation building stage.
There are only a handful of people who think they can defeat this cat in the foundation building stage.
Looking at the faces of the two people scratched by the cat, everyone gave up the idea of ​​provoking Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran looked proud: "How's it going? You can't even defeat the cats in our Tianjimen, so why bother with me?"
After finishing speaking, Yang Haoran took the competition number plate and walked towards the backstage of the duel venue.
After such a fuss, his popularity must have been established.
I hope that guy Ma Guoxuan comes to him quickly, he doesn't want to keep fighting here.
"People can enter, but pets are not allowed."
At the backstage entrance of the duel arena, Yang Haoran was stopped.
To be precise, Xuanling Cat was stopped.
"Sanhua'er, be obedient and wait for me outside.
If you feel bored, you can first find a place to catch a few fish.
I’ll make some soup for you tonight.”
The Xuanling cat has a look of disdain on his face and wants me to work as a free laborer for you. What a beautiful idea!
Ignoring Xuanling Huamao's complaints, Yang Haoran swaggered into the backstage of the arena.
Then, Yang Haoran became the focus of everyone's attention, causing a lot of laughter.
"Haha, this guy has a number plate, is he also here for a duel?"
"I bet he will die the fastest.
Bless me if I draw this guy, I want to have a good time!
With such a small physique, I can fight ten."
Yang Haoran raised his finger at the group of guys who were more than two meters tall.
"You don't have to pay taxes when you brag, and you don't have to draw lots. If you have the ability, come here now and see if I don't beat you to death!"
Chapter completed!