Han Cong was relieved. He nodded slightly to Chen Feng, with a hint of approval in his eyes. Then he faced Elder Zhao and said angrily: "My daughter was beaten like this, didn't you see?"
Elder Zhao curled his lips and said indifferently: "How did I know she was your daughter?"
"Even an ordinary sect disciple can be bullied at will?"
Elder Zhao couldn't help but hesitate when he took advantage of his words.
When Han Cong arrived, he knew that his plan today would not succeed. He turned around and walked away, saying harshly: "Junior brother Han, senior brother, I will settle this account with you someday."
Elder Zhao left, and Han Cong turned around and looked at Zhang Song.
Zhang Song's whole body was cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.
He didn't expect that this hot, long-legged girl was actually the daughter of the sect elder. If he had known about it earlier, he wouldn't have dared to take action even if he had ten courages!
"Yu'er, were you injured?" Han Cong asked Zhang Song coldly.
Zhang Song said in a trembling voice: "Elder Han, you, please listen to me..."
"Listen to this! My daughter was almost beaten to death by you, why are you still listening?"
Han Cong roared angrily and clicked his fingers together. Countless small holes burst out in Zhang Song's major joints, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"I won't kill you, but I will cripple your entire body so that you will never be able to practice again from now on!"
Han Cong said in a cold voice.
Zhang Song had already fainted from the pain.
Han Cong followed the same example and destroyed the thin man in white shirt.
He said to Chen Feng: "Let's go."
Chen Feng nodded, supported Han Yu'er, and followed Han Cong away.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Han Cong's residence.
As an elder of the outer sect, Han Cong has a separate courtyard on the mountain behind the Broken Arrow Peak of the outer sect. The courtyard is not big, but it is kept very clean. There is a pond of orchid grass and several clumps of bamboos swaying in the wind.
Further back in the back mountain, among the remaining mountains of Aomori Mountain that stretches for thousands of miles, lies the mysterious inner sect and the core sect.
The three of them entered the room and sat down. Han Yu'er immediately said: "Dad, it was Chen Feng who saved me just now."
"What?"
Han Cong's face was filled with shock: "What's going on? Please tell me in detail."
He arrived late just now and didn't see Chen Feng take action. He just praised Chen Feng for not changing his expression in the face of Elder Zhao's offensive. He didn't know that Chen Feng's strength had improved by leaps and bounds.
He thought that Chen Feng and Zhang Song had a conflict, and then Han Yu'er and Zhang Song were both injured in order to protect Chen Feng.
He still had some complaints against Chen Feng in his heart.
But he didn't expect that it would be Chen Feng who saved Han Yu'er.
Han Yu'er told the story of the incident, and Han Cong couldn't help being surprised and happy when he heard that Chen Feng had seriously injured Zhang Song, who was at the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, without using any martial arts.
He said with surprise on his face: "Chen Feng, what state are you in now?"
Chen Feng touched his nose and said with a smile: "The sixth level of the day after tomorrow."
Then he added: "The peak."
"Okay, great!"
Han Cong stayed for a moment, feeling extremely shocked.
He couldn't believe that just a month ago, Chen Feng was at the third level, and now he was at the sixth level! This entry was too fast!
But when he thought that he was Yan Qingyu's disciple, he was not surprised.
How high are Yan Qingyu's eyes? If he can catch his eye, Chen Feng is probably not a waste, but a genius, but no one has realized it before.
Thinking of this, he laughed heartily.
He stood up and walked back and forth in the room, high-fiving him repeatedly and saying with a smile: "Chen Feng, you are very good. Senior Brother Yan has knowledge, so he should be proud of you."
Speaking of Yan Qingyu, there was a bit of sadness in the air.
Chen Feng pursed his lips, with a resolute look on his face, and said firmly: "Uncle Han, don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations, nor will I forget how the master died. I will succeed in my practice in the future, and I vow to repay you for this."
hatred!"
"No!"
Han Cong stared at him and said seriously: "You must forget your master's hatred, at least, forget it now."
Chen Feng understood what he meant and nodded solemnly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will remember it."
Chen Feng knew that Han Cong must have some information about his master's enemies, but he didn't ask.
Without power, how can we talk about revenge?
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
Han Cong waved his hands and said with a smile: "You have reached the sixth level of the day after tomorrow. This is a gratifying thing! The sixth level of the day after tomorrow should be among the top one hundred among the tens of thousands of disciples of the outer sect."
"The annual external sect competition is about to begin. Just in time, I will sign up for you."
Han Cong nodded and explained: "The Grand Competition of the Outer Sect is an annual grand event of the Outer Sect. All disciples of the entire Outer Sect, except for the Supreme Elder and the Elders, can participate."
"Of course, the elders will screen all applicants and conduct a series of battles to conduct preliminary screening and elimination."
"The final number of places to participate in the competition is three hundred and twenty."
"Three hundred and twenty people fought against each other. After five battles, the top ten were determined."
"Everyone among the top ten can get a generous reward, either martial arts, elixirs, spiritual treasures, or weapons... The first champion can get the title of senior brother of this term.
, and get the richest reward.”
"The top ten in the outer sect competition can enter the inner sect!"
