"Uh... forgive me?" Shen Lang was slightly stunned, not knowing what kind of drama this was. He thought to himself, above the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition, this guy made a special trip to the martial arts platform to apologize?
But the question is, why is this guy apologizing? Shen Lang looked at the sturdy disciple in front of him for a long time. No matter how he thought about it, he had no impression of the man in front of him. He was very sure that this guy definitely had nothing to do with him.
It wasn't until he carefully recalled what he had just said, and recalled that this Longshou Peak disciple seemed to say that he was 'talking nonsense, and how offending' he was. Then he suddenly recalled that before the Qingyun Huiwu began, he just held up the oil paper
Umbrella took a step forward, preparing to fight Liao Guanyun on the martial arts platform. He was immediately ridiculed by a large number of people, saying that he was overestimating his own capabilities, impulsively seeking death, or something...
But there were many people who said such things at that time. Of course, Shen Lang couldn't be so angry that he would hate everyone just because of these nonsense words, remember their appearance and then wait for an opportunity to retaliate. At that time, he was too lazy to defend or care about it.
Of course I was too lazy to care about it.
He just looked at the disciple in front of him who once disdained and ridiculed him, but now fought hard to be the first to step onto the martial arts platform to salute and apologize to him. He felt that the development and results of certain things in the world were really interesting.
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Shen Lang didn't speak, so the disciple who bowed his head to apologize thought that he had said something wrong, and felt a little panicked. After thinking about it for a moment, he finally discovered a small mistake of his, and he felt ashamed and rude again.
He said: "I'm sorry, I was a little nervous earlier. I didn't even state my name when I apologized. It really didn't seem sincere. I'm here, the disciples of Longshou Peak, Qi Feiyang."
Shen Lang looked at the man with his head lowered in nervousness and embarrassment, feeling his cultivation at the ninth level of true spirit, and couldn't help but feel a little sigh in his heart.
He is in the ninth level of true spirit and has the same cultivation level as Li Xuejun. If he had met such an opponent two days ago, he might have been thinking hard about how to defeat him. If it had been earlier, he might have met anyone in the Qingyun Sect.
Every true disciple candidate will think that the other person is a great big shot, and at this moment...
"Oh, Qi Feiyang, right? I can probably understand some of your thoughts." Shen Lang looked down at the man and said with a playful smile: "But I don't understand why you came up to apologize? There are many people who have ridiculed and teased me.
, I will definitely not pick out all those people to retaliate, and I don’t have the time to retaliate... But you just jumped up and reported yourself, aren’t you afraid that I will cause trouble for you in the future?”
"Definitely not." Qi Feiyang said.
"Why not?" Shen Lang said.
"Because you are a big shot, a genius standing at the top of the pyramid, and I am just a little guy." Qi Feiyang paused and said seriously: "But that's not the key. The key is that what I see in you is
He has a rare gentlemanly demeanor and open-mindedness. Moreover, if you really want to deal with me, you can do it the moment I take the stage, so I am very sure that you will not."
These words were undoubtedly full of compliments, and even had a hint of flattery. But when Shen Lang looked into Qi Feiyang's eyes, he saw the truth that could not be concealed in his eyebrows that should have been proud of him.
worship.
That kind of worship is like the worship of ignorant young children to the legendary invincible heroes. It is like the worship of young disciples who have just embarked on the path of spiritual practice to those strong men in legends.
People's hearts are always so weird. When his strength is just a little stronger than some people, many people will be jealous and even slander him out of jealousy. But when his strength is too much beyond ordinary people, those ordinary people will be disappointed. When his disciples are beyond his reach, those Qingyun disciples can only worship him and respect him, without even a hint of comparison.
However, Shen Lang doesn't like this kind of worship, nor does he like the feeling of being regarded as an idol or a role model. He never thinks that the despicable and shameless hooliganism in him is anything worth learning from others. .
So, under Qi Feiyang's admiring gaze, he waved his hands awkwardly and said, "So, can we start the competition now?"
Seeing that Shen Lang was not pretentious, Qi Feiyang felt that Shen Lang was humble and didn't care about the so-called fame and wealth issues. He immediately admired him even more. He clasped his hands and said: "How dare you, how dare you. The previous battle between Senior Brother Shen and Liao Guanyun must have already killed him." I'm a little tired. My main purpose is just to apologize. How dare I trouble my senior brother again at this time? Besides, my senior brother's strength is far better than mine, so..."
"So, I will admit defeat in this battle." As he said this, Qi Feiyang walked directly to the martial arts arena and said with a smile: "I think there will be no one who will make fun of me for admitting defeat this time."
Indeed, no one made fun of Qi Feiyang, because the moment Qi Feiyang left the martial arts arena, a second challenger appeared on the martial arts arena, uh... or an apology person.
"I'm Hao Dazhi from Shenfeng Peak. I was disrespectful a lot earlier. Please forgive me, Senior Brother Shen." Hao Dazhi bowed and said.
He apologized again and called his senior brother again. The previous Qi Feiyang was nothing more. Shen Lang saw that the guy had a tender face and looked young, so he dared to call him senior brother shamelessly. But the man in front of him named Hao Dazhi, He has a beard and deep and obvious wrinkles on his face. He looks much older than himself. He must have been a member of the Qingyun Sect for a very long time, yet he still calls him Senior Brother...
"Hey, hey, don't yell, you're calling me old." Shen Lang waved his hands repeatedly.
"A master is a teacher, and naturally he can also be a brother. Besides, after today, senior brother will be one of the true disciples of Qingyun. Looking at the entire Qingyun Sect, there are only a few who are qualified to call you junior brother." Hao Dazhi looked at him. Shen Lang sighed with his young eyebrows: "And we ordinary disciples, of course, are all respectfully called senior brothers."
Looking at Hao Dazhi's respectful and stubborn look, Shen Lang was speechless, but he could only reluctantly accept the cruel fact that he was about to become a true disciple and the senior brother of 99% of the entire Qingyun Sect's disciples...
At the same time, he was thinking about a certain passage that Lin Yue'er mentioned last night. He thought silently in his heart that if he was just called senior disciple by an older disciple, it would feel so weird. What if one day he really uncovered the truth? The curtain of the sedan chair lifted the red hijab covering Lin Yue'er's head, and she was chased by a large group of Qingyun disciples calling her uncle, that scene...
"I, Hao Dazhi, am a rough man, so I won't say any more nonsense. I am convinced of Senior Brother Shen's strength, character, and spirit. Moreover, I know that Senior Brother Shen doesn't want to waste too much time in applying for Lien Chan, and I don't want to It’s too troublesome. Therefore, I will admit defeat in this battle.”
After saying this, Hao Dazhi saluted again and walked off the ring. Then, the third and fourth contestants came one after another, but no one was willing to take action against Shen Lang. They all gave up directly after apologetically asking for forgiveness.
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Because they couldn't beat him, they had to admit defeat. Because they had been disrespectful before, they found that Shen Lang was such a gentleman, so generous, and so worthy of respect, so they felt guilty and were willing to apologize and admit defeat.
As a result, the majestic martial arts arena strangely turned into an occasion for apology and atonement. In the breeze, thin raindrops fell, and Shen Lang stood calmly in the center of the martial arts arena, accepting the baptism of wind and rain.
, receiving the apology from each Qingyun disciple.
Several Qingyun masters looked at that place in a daze, at the little boy in the wind and rain. After being silent for a long time, they said to the head of the Xia family full of envy and sincerity: "Your two precious daughters are really looking for you."
You have found a good husband! Your Xia family has really found a good son-in-law!"