"Miss Xuan'er, who is this person?" Qing Yi also asked Xia Houxuan beside him in a low voice.
Xia Houxuan whispered: "Fan Tong, the master of the Hundred Beasts Martial Palace."
"No wonder..." Qing Yi was also a little embarrassed. Fan Tong's words were obviously meant to humiliate their Xiahou Wu Mansion.
However, he had no way to refute anything.
After all, the disciples behind him are basically at the same level as Xia Houxuan, and one has even reached the peak of the fifth-level Martial Emperor.
"In the Three Realms, only strength is king, and realm cannot prove anything." Xia Houyang responded indifferently.
"Hahaha, that's right." Fan Tong smiled at first, and then continued: "Even so, no matter how strong your fighting talent is, can this little guy behind you be able to leapfrog to challenge the peak of the fifth-level Martial Emperor?"
After a brief pause, Fan Tong continued: "Master Xiahou, you can't help but know that several inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect have reached the sixth level of Martial Emperor, and among them there are even six level Martial Emperors.
The pinnacle of the emperor."
"What if your little guys meet them, then..."
"The sixth level of the Martial Emperor?" Qing Yi's expression changed suddenly. He never thought that there would be such a person among the inner disciples. This person was close to the level of the core disciples of the General Alliance.
"Master Xiahou, you see how young we are in our friendship." Immediately afterwards, Fan Tong changed the subject, deliberately took a few steps forward, and said: "Between these friends, if you can help me, I will help you."
"Five million high-grade yuan stones, and a high-grade holy treasure. Once you enter the giant palace, I will ask my disciples to protect your disciples until you three little guys pass through the giant palace safely. How about that?"
Xia Houyang's face was gloomy, and there was uncontrollable anger in the eyes of Qingyi and Xia Houxuan.
Although they, Xiahou, are ranked last among the Fourteenth Alliance's military mansions, they still have dignity. Now they need to rely on people's protection to get through. Isn't this an insult to them?
"Hey, Lord Xiahou, look at..." As Fan Tong spoke, he pulled a young man nearly two meters tall behind him to his side and said: "This is the chief core disciple of our Martial Palace, Nongbao
, as the name suggests, just like the bunker, he is at the peak of the fifth-level martial emperor, and he has some friendship with the inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect."
"Is this price negotiable? You have come all the way here, and you don't want to fail to pass the knockout rounds."
"No need." Xia Houyang suppressed his anger and whispered.
"Hey, Lord Xiahou, are you..." Fan Tong was about to continue persuading, when Xia Houyang suddenly raised his head and glared at him, making Fan Tong swallow back what he was about to say.
"Do you really think that your disciples will be better than mine?"
When Fan Tong heard these words, he suddenly burst into laughter. He pointed at Lin Yun, then pointed at Qingyi and Xia Houxuan, and said with a loud laugh: "Master Xiahou, you can only say something ugly with these two five-year-olds."
In the early stage of the level Martial Emperor, there is still a level 4 Martial Emperor holding you back, do you still want to pass the knockout round?"
At the same time, the disciple behind Fan Tong also laughed coldly, seeming to be laughing at Xia Houyang's overestimation of his abilities.
"Fan Tong!" Xia Houyang clenched his hands tightly and shouted.
Fan Tong smiled, then waved his hand, turned around and left, then turned back and said to Xia Houyang: "Master Xiahou, don't lose the face of the entire Wu Mansion for the sake of personal face."
"You know where I live, you can come to me before the knockout rounds. The price is negotiable."
After finishing speaking, Fan Tong led his disciples into the city.
"It's just too much!" After Fan Tong and others walked away, Xia Houyang roared in anger.
In the last General League Conference, the three core disciples of Xiahou Wu Mansion failed to even pass the knockout round, which made Xia Houyang feel ashamed.
What Fan Tong said just now was obviously to stimulate him.
"I think this is a piece of shit, it's just intentional." Qing Yi also said unconvinced.
"There is no need to be familiar with them. When the time comes, we can pass the knockout round with our own strength." Xia Houxuan also said with a firm face.
Lin Yun, on the other hand, looked at the background where Fan Tong and others were gradually leaving, his face expressionless all the time.
"Let's go to the city to report." After a while, everyone came to the reporting hall, and then led by the receptionist back to their resting room.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and Xia Houyang also received a notice. It seemed that there was a problem with the barrier of the Giant Palace, so the knockout round of the General League Conference also needed to be postponed for one day.
The knockout round, which was originally scheduled to start tomorrow, has been postponed to the day after tomorrow.
In this regard, everyone did not react much. After all, except for the General Alliance Conference, people from their Fourteenth Alliance Martial House rarely came to this sacred mountain range.
The Holy Mountain Range is full of immortal energy, and everyone is very happy to be able to practice here for one more day.
Early the next morning, Lin Yun was also encouraged by Xia Houxuan and Qing Yi to have dinner at a restaurant in the Lord's Holy City.
Anyone who can open a shop in the Lord's Holy City must have the support of a big shot behind him.
This restaurant is quite large, with two floors in total.
However, it is also because there are only a few restaurants in this General Alliance city, and a large number of inner and outer disciples of the General Alliance, as well as core disciples of the Fourteenth Alliance Martial House, all dine here. Even though the area is large, it can accommodate
Not so many people.
Lin Yun and the other three also searched for a long time before they found an open space and started eating.
These foods are not animal meat from the outside world, but some spiritual fruits, spiritual melons, etc. that are unique to the Holy Mountain Range.
These rare plants growing in the Holy Mountains are in an environment with extremely rich vitality of heaven and earth all year round, and they themselves contain a large amount of immortal energy of heaven and earth.
Eating it is of great benefit to warriors. Not only can it strengthen the body, but it can also help warriors improve their training speed.
Just such a spiritual fruit would be worth a lot if placed in the outside world.
Moreover, these things cannot be bought just by having money.
If you can live here, even if you don't practice and just eat, drink and sleep, you will become much stronger over time.
But when the three of them were halfway through eating, there was a sudden commotion from behind.
"Say what you just said again? How dare you say that our Fourteenth Alliance Martial House is useless?"
Lin Yun and the others looked around and saw a handsome young man in his twenties who jumped up from his seat angrily and stared angrily at the people at the dining table opposite.
The people at the table opposite were all wearing the same clothes, and they all looked at this handsome young man with disdainful smiles on their faces.
One of the bald young men suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Did I make a mistake? Aren't you guys trash from the Alliance Martial House?"
This bald young man was wearing a white swordsman uniform with the word "sword" carved on his chest. He was obviously a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.