Zhang Yan was listening to Luo Changshan telling him who the nearby miscellaneous students from the Beiwu Kingdom were, and at the same time he was also greeting the acquaintances from the Nanyuan Kingdom who had come to the gathering. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting beside him and asking,
It made him stunned.
Turning around, he saw several half-grown children about the same age as Zeng Hao standing not far away. One of the teenagers was pointing at him with a look of disgust and surprise.
Zhang Yan's first reaction was: Who is this kid?
Immediately after seeing the girl surrounded by these half-grown children, I remembered who she was. Aren't they the same people I met while shopping for rouge and gouache with Zeng Hao when I first arrived in Xiangkou?
At that time, it seemed that the young man who was pointing at him now was yelling at him to pay him twice the price to buy the gift he gave to his younger sister Zhang Huiyuan. However, he was ignored.
"Have your adults never taught you that it is rude to point at a stranger? Or do you simply lack education in this area?" Zhang Yan put away the smile on his face and turned to look at the man who was still there.
Said the boy who never put down his hand but still pointed at him.
"Hahaha! Education? Do you know who you are facing? How many heads do you have when talking about education with me? Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake! Then give the rouge and gouache that you owe Princess Mingxiang with both hands.
Otherwise, you will have to live or die!" As he said this, he glanced around him. This time, he was surrounded not only by his peers, but also by several warriors with extremely strong auras.
Ha? Zhang Yan blinked his eyes, a little stunned by this roar, and felt a little confused for a moment. He then carefully looked at the style of the other party's robes and confirmed that they were the robes of the Beiwu Kingdom, which made him even more curious.
, what makes this kid dare to be so arrogant and domineering in Nanyuan Kingdom? Are they just the few warriors who look like Tongqiao Realm on the side? Or the ones hidden in the dark of this tea house should belong to the powerful ones of Hundred Refining Realm.
breath?
It's like lighting a lantern in a latrine.
Zhang Yan didn't even think about it. He looked at the other party and a syllable came out of his mouth: Ding!
Because his voice was very small and rapid, no one around him noticed when Zhang Yan said this syllable. They were all still surprised by the other party's arrogant remarks.
"That's unreasonable! Whose disciple are you? How can there be such an arrogant and rude person in the Xue Xue lineage?!" Luo Changshan immediately became angry. His long beard was trembling from the strong breath, and he raised his voice and raised his eyes towards the question.
The people he knew from Beiwu State's miscellaneous school lineage looked around.
Like the mainstream school of thought, the miscellaneous school also pays great attention to etiquette and the order of elders and children. Yesterday, it was obvious that juniors like Zeng Hao were not even qualified to speak. What's more, a baby with even the slightest trace of fetal hair dared to
Pointing at Zhang Yan and telling him to kneel down, and asking Zhang Yan to "life is worse than death"?
Even if a person like this is young, he deserves to stay in the miscellaneous school line to learn things? Have the people in Beiwu actually become such a bastard?
As for the titles of "princess" and "prince", Luo Changshan thinks that they are secondary. Even if he is a prince, he should follow etiquette on such occasions. How can he be so vulgar?
Not only Luo Changshan was angry, but also the "Nine Elders" of the Nanyuan Kingdom who were accompanying him and the other people who came to attend the tea party were also angry. They all asked whose disciple was so unbearable?
But in the face of the surrounding questioning, the faces of the miscellaneous scholars in Beiwu Kingdom did not look good. Most of them looked away with livid faces, pretending to be deaf. Some of them had their cheeks bulging and hesitated to speak.
There were only a few people who came quickly to stand between the group of teenagers and the scientists from Nanyuan Kingdom. They were prevaricating in their words. They had no intention of scolding the group of teenagers, and they did not answer the question.
Whose disciple is the young man holding Zhang Yan?
And in just a few breaths of time, a total of ten warriors had gathered around the group of young men. The ones with the lowest cultivation levels were all in the Kaiyuan realm, and there were five in the Tongqiao realm. The one who was hiding in secret existed in Zhang Yan's perception.
The Hundred Refiners Realm did not show up. It was just that a qi machine swept across the group of people on Zhang Yan's side and stopped making any movement.
"Are you all Mu Yuanqian's disciples?" Luo Changshan asked with a frown and speculation after seeing the confident look of the other party and the reactions of the northern martial arts experts beside him, and then related it to some clips from the tea party the previous year.
The people in Beiwu looked surprised. It was obvious that Luo Changshan had guessed correctly. However, the scene fell into silence and quickly became weird.
Just when everyone was looking at the arrogant young man pointing at Zhang Yan to see how he would answer, they found that something seemed wrong. Because the young man kept his previous movements and expressions motionless, not what he should have been at all.
reaction. He didn’t even blink his eyelids when he looked carefully.
"Um?"
The Tongqiao Realm warrior who was the first to react and was the closest quickly jumped to the side of the strange-looking young man and put one hand on his chest. After a moment, the expression on his face seemed to be relieved. uuReading www
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The person didn't die, but he was really tricked.
"There are no injuries. There is no poisoning. The breath and soul reactions are also normal. But the physical body is rigid. Except for normal breathing, etc., there are no other reactions. And the physical sensations should still be there."
The Beiwu Kingdom was hurriedly dealing with unexpected changes, and those young men no longer seemed as fearless as before. They realized that they might also freeze in place like their companions. They even listened to the words of several warriors.
Still can't find a way to save me.
Several warriors wanted to protect the girl known as "Princess Mingxiang" from leaving, but she refused. They stood not far away, curiously looking at Zhang Yan, who had been ignored in the crowd.
The girl was not the only one who kept her eyes on Zhang Yan. At some point, a middle-aged scribe wearing a Beiwu robe appeared not far from the Nanyuan Kingdom. Looking at the smiling Zhang Yan in the crowd, he looked invisible.
It emitted a power like a flame, causing people to retreat subconsciously. In an instant, Zhang Yan, who was standing still in the crowd, appeared.
"Let go of the prince, and I will pretend it never happened."
The pressure of the words hit Zhang Yan like a heavy hammer, but it disappeared when he got three feet closer. Only the two parties involved knew the mystery. Others just felt that there was a chasm between the two, making it impossible for them to get close.
"Is this warrior from the Beiwu Kingdom great at the Hundred Refining Realm? Who are you trying to scare? It's not that I look down on you. With your level of cultivation, if you dare to hurt anyone present, all of you here in Beiwu will be
, one by one, no one can escape from Xiangkou alive."
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, and at the same time, the Beiwu warrior's feet slid, like an arrow from the string, so fast that he couldn't see his figure. He clenched his fist with his right hand and hit Zhang Yan with the force of thunder, which was less than two feet away.