"Presumptuous!" Before Cheng Yuanlong could speak, Han Xingyuan suddenly became angry and yelled at Han Ziyu: "The master of the palace naturally has his own considerations when doing things. Why should I explain such trivial matters to you juniors!"
"Okay, okay, Xingyuan, don't blame him too much. After all, he is still a child and is just ignorant!"
Cheng Yuanlong waved his hand to signal Han Xingyuan not to be angry, and then said to Han Ziyu: "Don't you want a reason? Then I'll tell you, the reason is that Wei Zong is better than all of you. What, are you satisfied?
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"This..." The too naked reason made Han Ziyu's face pale, but he was blinded by jealousy at this time, and he still said stubbornly: "I don't believe that he, a country bumpkin from the Tiansha region, can be better than me!
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"Han Ziyu, that's enough!"
Han Xingyuan couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward, raising his hand to give Han Ziyu a slap in the face.
"stop!"
Cheng Yuanlong shouted loudly, and Han Xingyuan's raised hand stopped in mid-air, and then he took it back.
Cheng Yuanlong said:
"Children, they have to put the facts in front of them before they accept it. I can understand this." Cheng Yuanlong didn't seem to be angry at Han Ziyu's offense. He turned to look at Wei Zong on one side and said:
"Weizong, go ahead and prove your strength to him."
"As you command!"
Wei Zong held his sword and wanted to step forward.
"etc!"
Han Ziyu suddenly spoke.
"What? Do you have anything else to do?"
Cheng Yuanlong's expression gradually became a little impatient.
Seeing the unkind look on the palace master's face, Han Ziyu's heart was pounding nervously, but he still had to bite the bullet and said: "Palace Master, the sword Wei Zong holds is an earth-level super-grade spiritual weapon after all. With this sword, even if
Even if you win, I won’t be convinced.”
"It's actually an earth-level super-grade spiritual weapon. How did he get it? Isn't this a country bumpkin from a small place?"
The juniors were talking a lot, looking at the sword in Wei Zong's hand with obvious envy. Not to mention them, even their elders were coveting it.
"Haha, this sword does not belong to him, but Wei Zong took it from the spiritual vault."
Han Ziyu looked at Wei Zong and sneered.
"So that's it. I asked him how a country bumpkin could have such a good weapon. It turns out he got it from our spiritual vault. I didn't know that the master of the palace was so interested in such a thing."
Some people were very disdainful and sneered at Wei Zong.
"He is an outsider and has never made any contribution to our palace. Why would he use such a good weapon?" Some people were dissatisfied and felt that the palace owner was too partial.
However, in the face of everyone's gossip, Wei Zong just flicked the sword, and the Void Shattering Sword was stably inserted into the solid ground aside. This move made many people look at Wei Zong. The ground was covered with obsidian, which was very...
Strong, Wei Zong inserted the sword easily, showing that he has very strong control over power.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of using this sword to deal with you. There's no need for it yet."
Wei Zong spoke softly, he had never taken Han Ziyu seriously.
"Very good, very arrogant, boy! But I also said, you will pay the price for what you said! No matter it is before or now!"
A bright light flashed in Han Ziyu's eyes, and blazing flames enveloped him. The sharply rising temperature made everyone around him subconsciously stay away from him.
Soon, a blank space with a diameter of more than ten feet was left for Wei Zong and Han Ziyu.
"Fight, fight, it's best if both sides suffer losses!"
Jiang Feichen looked at the two of them from a distance, his eyes flashing with excitement. The more fierce they fought, the better, and it was he, Jiang Feichen, who won in the end.
"etc!"
Just when the situation was about to break out, Wei Zong suddenly raised his hand.
"What? Are you scared?"
Han Ziyu raised his eyebrows and said with some provocation.
Wei Zong looked at him expressionlessly and snorted coldly: "I feel that just defeating you alone is not enough to convince the crowd. What should I do if they are still not convinced?"
"So what do you want to do?"
"It's very simple!" Wei Zong glanced at the crowd, and when Wei Zong's gaze swept across it, Jiang Feichen felt something was wrong, as if things were out of his control.
Sure enough, the next moment, Wei Zong pointed at them and said: "Those who want to compete for the quota, you can come together!"
"He's crazy! He actually wants to challenge us all!"
As soon as Wei Zong's words came out, he immediately caused an uproar among the young disciples. At first, Han Ziyu took the lead, and they were happy to watch the show. In the end, whether Han Ziyu taught the other party a lesson, or the other party suppressed Han Ziyu forcefully, they just regarded it as fun.
look.
Unlike Han Ziyu, they have the backing of a powerful grandfather and dare to contradict the palace master. For them, although the quota in the Black Sun Tower is important, the palace master's attitude is more important. They only take advantage of Wei Zong verbally.
If they were really asked to take action against Wei Zong, they would not dare. After all, they still had to take into account the palace master's face.
But now, Wei Zong actually provokes them?
Isn’t this asking for trouble?
So they no longer held back, geared up, and walked out with ill intentions.
"What do you mean?" Han Ziyu was a little dissatisfied when he saw everyone walking out. He originally wanted to teach Wei Zong a lesson in front of everyone. He should be the one in the limelight, but what happened now?
thing?
"I understand. You probably thought that there was no chance of winning against me. So you dragged everyone into the water, so that even if you lose, you can still live with your face."
Suddenly, Han Ziyu suddenly realized, with an expression that looked like he had seen through Wei Zong.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of it? It makes sense!"
When the others heard Han Ziyu's guess, they slapped their foreheads suddenly, it seemed to make sense!
"Damn, this kid is so despicable."
"Regardless of this guy's lack of strength, he still has a lot of thoughts. However, everything will ultimately depend on his strength."
Everyone looked at Wei Zong with contempt, feeling very ashamed of his methods.
Seeing that Wei Zong remained silent, Han Ziyu suddenly became proud, "How about it, I guessed it right. Are you the only one who is better than all of us?"
Obviously, Han Ziyu still has deep resentment for Cheng Yuanlong's previous words.
"Your imagination is too rich!"
Wei Zong sighed with emotion, a little dumbfounded. He just wanted to avoid trouble and wanted to solve the battle at once, but these people interpreted it like this.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want us to come together, then we will help you. No matter what little thoughts you have, I will not show mercy."
Han Ziyu sneered. Due to the small terrain, he didn't use any powerful moves. He just rushed toward Wei Zong with flames all over his body.
Others did the same and rushed towards Wei Zong. For a moment, Wei Zong's situation became precarious.