Looking at the rioting juniors, Jiang Taihe touched his beard, smiled and said to Han Xingyuan beside him: "Brother Han, who do you think will win?" Halfway through, it shook its head with a wry smile, and changed
Another explanation: "No, that's not right. How long do you think Wei Zong can last under the hands of children?"
"Hard to say!"
Han Xingyuan's face looked a little solemn. The reason for the solemnity was that he was surprised to find that even he couldn't understand Wei Zong's details.
"Just wait and see what happens!"
Han Xingyuan stopped talking and quietly looked at where everyone was fighting.
"Boy, let me teach you a lesson!"
Flames were lingering on Han Ziyu's arms, and the extremely high temperature caused the surrounding air to twist slightly.
"drink!"
He was already at the front, so naturally he was the first to rush to Wei Zong, raised his fist and hit Wei Zong.
However, facing the fist wrapped in blazing flames, Wei Zong just gently stretched out a finger.
"Arrogant!"
Seeing Wei Zong being so arrogant, Han Ziyu's face trembled with anger, and his fists became even more forceful, bound to teach Wei Zong an unforgettable lesson.
boom!
When their fists and fingers intertwined, Wei Zong looked calm, but Han Ziyu's expression changed drastically. The moment his fingers collided with Wei Zong's, he felt a penetrating force penetrate into his arm, making his arm vibrate like an electric shock.
.
In just a moment, Han Ziyu felt a sharp pain coming from his arm.
He knew that his arm was probably broken.
"You are no match for me."
Seeing Han Ziyu shaking all over and sweating profusely in pain, Wei Zong said lightly. Then, Wei Zong suddenly waved his sleeve, and Han Ziyu was knocked upside down and flew out.
At this time, the younger generation disciples of Guangcheng Mansion behind were still some distance away from Wei Zong.
Due to viewing angle issues, they did not see the fight between Han Ziyu and Wei Zong. They only saw Han Ziyu seemingly being knocked away as soon as he rushed forward.
"What on earth happened?"
The same question appeared in everyone's mind.
But think about it, even Han Ziyu, the strongest among them, was defeated. Is it really possible for them to win? Besides, even if Wei Zong is defeated, there are only five people who can go to the Tower of the Black Sun.
Some people are not qualified. Is it really necessary to provoke such a powerful enemy for the quota that cannot be grabbed? After thinking about it, most people unconsciously slowed down their pace and became a little hesitant.
stand up.
"Hmph! No matter how strong your opponent is, don't you even have the courage to take action? As the leader of the young generation in our Guangcheng Mansion, and there are so many people, are you scared by him alone?"
At the critical moment, it was Han Xingyuan who spoke, and he yelled at everyone, hating the iron.
Although Han Xingyuan was also shocked by Wei Zong's strength, he was still angry when he saw the disciples of Guangcheng Mansion hesitating and not daring to step forward.
"Think about it again, no matter how strong he is, there is only one person, and besides, he is of the younger generation. No matter how strong he is, how can he be better than you? There are so many of you, even if one person only uses one move, it is enough to defeat him.
He defeated."
"Yes, that seems to be the case."
"That being said, but..."
A group of disciples whispered, looked at each other, and became a little commotion. However, they did not step forward immediately, and were still hesitant. After all, even if they defeated Wei Zong, it seemed that it would not be of any benefit to them.
At this time, Jiang Feichen, who had been silent all this time, couldn't hold back his anger. If everyone else didn't apply, the spot would really be occupied by Wei Zong alone. In this case, his plan would be completely ruined.
He has endured it for so long and has great ambitions, so naturally he cannot just watch this happen.
So, he no longer concealed himself, stood up and looked around.
Everyone was a little curious and confused. What was the usually dull and lonely Jiang Feichen doing? It wasn't until everyone's curious eyes focused on Jiang Feichen that he spoke:
"Everyone, I think many people are thinking that they won't be able to earn a quota anyway, so there is no need to deal with Wei Zong."
As soon as he spoke, many people nodded.
"It's not wrong for you to think this way. After all, the quota is limited." Jiang Feichen first confirmed their thoughts, but then changed his tone, "But have you ever thought about it, even if it's not for the quota, so many of us will be scared by him alone.
We dare not come forward. If word of this gets out, what will others think of us?"
"He only has one person, and there are more than 20 of us. We dare not go there. Will people from other houses say that we are cowards? Moreover, once everyone thinks so, this impression is likely to follow us.
Lifetime. Think about it, when you go out in the future, others will point fingers at us warriors from Guangcheng Mansion. This not only means that we are shameless in front of others, but also that our parents will be inferior to others. Are you just watching this kind of thing?
Happen?"
At the end of the sentence, Jiang Feichen almost roared.
His words were like a huge thunder, exploding in everyone's minds. They woke up from a dream and realized the seriousness of the matter. This was not a battle for them alone, it was also related to almost all the warriors in Guangcheng Mansion.
Face. Thinking of this, the eyes of the disciples gradually became firm, and a fierce aura gathered on them. Everyone's aura pointed to one place, and that was Wei Zong!
"How powerful are these little bastards really when they take it seriously?"
Jiang Taihe looked at everyone's aura, stroked his beard and smiled.
"Brother Jiang, you have taught a good grandson!"
Han Xingyuan looked at Jiang Feichen, who was in the center of the crowd and was surrounded by them like a leader, and said to Jiang Taihe with some intention.
"Haha! I don't know what's going on. Why does this kid's head seem to be open today?"
Jiang Taihe couldn't stop laughing.
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Han Xingyuan stopped pressing questions and directly turned his attention back to the disciples.
In the center of the battle, everyone who was inspired to fight almost simultaneously used their own martial arts and blasted towards Wei Zong. For a moment, the mighty light of spiritual power almost covered Wei Zong.
Numerous chaotic martial arts were colorful, and although they were chaotic, they were bombarding Wei Zong in clear layers. The numerous martial arts gathered together, and emitted terrifying fluctuations that made the elders who were watching the battle in the distance change their colors.
The power of so many martial arts is probably very close to that of an Earth Elephant strike, and even they feel threatened. Can anyone of the younger generation really take on such an attack?
They were very suspicious.
"This Wei Zong can be considered to have some strength, but it's a pity that he is too conceited."
At this time, someone among the elders watching the battle spoke.