"What the heck, this guy surnamed Long didn't take anyone seriously at first, saying he wanted to teach this and that, but then a fifth-ranked disciple came out and beat him until he couldn't find his teeth on the floor."
"I've known for a long time that this guy named Long is a loser."
Yang Chen could now understand the reason why these people came to him. He shrugged: "Since the people of the Northern Sect are so powerful, wouldn't it be better to let them make the decision?"
Zhang Zhongyi smiled bitterly and said: "It's so simple, but Yang Xiaoyou, you should think about it, we are the people seeking support, and they are the people who support us. If we let the people they support be the masters of the country, we, the people being supported, will
Where else to put your face?”
When Yang Chen heard this, he shook his head. Although he didn't particularly agree with the idea of having dignity at this stage, it was indeed a very shameful thing to let the Northern Territory Sect make the decision.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen asked: "What's next?"
"If the person named Long refuses to listen, our four deputy commanders will take action." Zhang Zhongyi sighed: "I tried my best, but I just forced the third-ranked disciple of the Northern Sect to take action, but in the end I didn't win.
The other three are about the same as me, but when compared to the third-ranked disciple, I always feel that there is something missing."
Yang Chen listened to this and nodded silently.
It seems that Long Xingyu is really a waste. The four deputy commanders can force the third-ranked disciple to take action, but this guy named Long can't even fight against the fifth-ranked disciple.
After thinking about it, Yang Chen stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point: "What do you mean, do you want me to take action?"
"Little friend Yang, everyone who can take action now has taken action. If there is still a chance to save some situation on our battlefield, I'm afraid you are the only one." Zhang Zhongyi said.
They still clearly remember Yang Chen's glory that day.
This made Yang Chen dumbfounded and said: "Since you all want me to take action, then I, Yang, have no reason not to take action. However, I defeated the immortal demon that day with my magical restraint. I also hope that some of you will not retaliate against me."
Great hope. I just promise to go all out."
"Of course!" Several people were delighted when they heard Yang Chen take action.
But when they heard Yang Chen's lack of confidence, they all felt disappointed. Could it be that Yang Chen really fought against the Immortal Demon and narrowly won by relying on magical powers to restrain him?
Zhang Zhongyi was also puzzled, but now that the situation was helpless, he had no choice but to say: "No matter what, just go all out, little friend Yang, and you must help me save face on the battlefield."
Hearing Zhang Zhongyi's tone of request, Yang Chen began to be surprised. It was no accident that Zhang Zhongyi could sit in this position. His ability to fight the immortal demon was evident.
If he just opened his mouth to request, it would not be a big deal, but looking at Zhang Zhongyi's tone, it was clear that there was no way at all. It can be seen that the people from the Northern Sect were really giving them a headache, and they had no choice but to come over and ask for help.
He took action.
Yang Chen really wondered who these disciples of the Northern Sect were.
"Let's go first." Yang Chen said.
"Okay, let's go first!" Zhang Zhongyi and others said.
In this way, a few people headed to the West District, which is the area behind where Long Xingyu is stationed.
The place is not far away, but when we arrived, it was completely different from the previous days. Many strangers came near the headquarters camp. These strangers were all wearing the same clothes, which showed that they were from the same force.
"These are the people from the Beijing Sect." Along the way, Zhang Zhongyi's confidants introduced Yang Chen.
Yang Chen looked around and nodded.
These disciples of the Beijing Sect are all dressed in sea blue clothes. As Zhang Zhongyi said at the beginning, many of them have reached half a step of the Tianwu Realm.
"Are these all disciples of the Northern Sect?" Yang Chen was surprised.
"Exactly, unlike our tradition, the disciples of the Beijing Sect are not distinguished by previous ones, but only by ranking. Whoever ranks first is the first disciple, and whoever ranks second is the second disciple. As for the future,
Those who come to our western region are all within the top 100, and the Northern Sect is quite unambiguous in this regard."
Yang Chen asked: "I see, what about the people who are ranked high and can speak up?"
"They're probably in the general camp. When we went to look for you, they were here. I think about it now. Let's go in and have a look." As he spoke, several people had already arrived in front of the headquarters camp.
Zhang Zhongyi took the lead and led Yang Chen into the camp.
When he entered it, Yang Chen saw the people in the camp. As Zhang Zhongyi said, there were many people from the Northern Sect. The most important thing was that Yang Chen keenly felt a lot of dangerous auras. It can be seen that there were many people in the Northern Territory.
Zong’s real masters in the Earth Martial Realm are all here.
As for Long Xingyu, he is also among them.
But it was different from usual. At this time, Long Xingyu was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and there were bruises on his face. However, Long Xingyu did not show the slightest bit of resentment on his face as before. Instead, he flattered the Northern Sect disciple next to him with a smile.
It makes people full of disgust.
"Tsk, this Long Xingyu is really a slave. After being beaten up by the people of the Beijing Sect, he shamelessly went to curry favor with the people of the Beijing Sect." Several of Zhang Zhongyi's men cursed in low voices.
Yang Chen didn't care what happened to Long Xingyu. When he saw that the people around him were all from the Northern Sect, he knew that the Northern Sect had almost occupied their battlefield headquarters.
They came in and looked at the people from the Beijing Sect, and the people from the Beijing Sect were also looking at them.
"I said Zhang, is this the helper you found? A boy at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm. Hehe, is that really all you have in the western region? I wasted half a day, and finally found him.
Such a thing?" A middle-aged man in black cursed angrily.
At this moment, Yang Chen and others stopped.
A big and strong man next to the middle-aged man in black said: "Zhang Zhongyi, you said that there is a powerful guy on your battlefield. We can trust you, so we asked you to call people. What did you call? Are you sure?
Aren't you kidding us?"
Zhang Zhongyi said slowly: "This is the helper I invited. His name is Yang Xilin."
"I don't care what his name is, you are provoking..."
"The third child, the fourth child!"
Suddenly, a soft female voice was born.
The woman's voice seemed soft and boneless, giving no pressure. However, the birth of this voice made the two people who were arrogant and domineering just shut their mouths obediently.
Yang Chen couldn't help but look and found that the person speaking was a beautiful woman with an exquisite figure. The woman was about twenty-one or twelve years old. She looked very beautiful, not to mention extremely beautiful, but she also had a unique style.
