Just seeing that Mr. Shuiyue doesn't recognize Zhang Haoran, we know that he is definitely not the last type. At most, he has only practiced with Tianquan for a few days. He may even be the kind of shameless person who calls himself a disciple after receiving a few words of advice.
only!
"Hahahaha, I thought it was a big deal, but it turns out that he is just a registered disciple. With this status, I am embarrassed to be friends with Mr. Shuiyue."
"You put money on your own face. He thinks he has a big face."
"If you want to lose face, you can hide in Xinghua Kingdom. Instead, we have lost it in our Guanghua Kingdom. It seems that Xinghua Kingdom can't find anyone. Why did they send out all these people?"
"It's a shame. Having such a person participate in the Ten Directions Ceremony is definitely the biggest shame in the history of the Ten Directions Ceremony!"
The sarcasm and ridicule came like a tide. Zhang Haoran's face turned red with embarrassment, and he really wanted to find a hole in the ground and burrow down.
Gu Fenghua and the others were also dumbfounded. Zhang Haoran took the initiative to salute Mr. Shuiyue. They could guess a thing or two about what he had in mind. However, they did not expect that Mr. Shuiyue had such a frank personality and no sense of worldliness at all. He just said it in just a few words.
He fell into the abyss, and it is estimated that this is a shame that he will never be able to wash away in his life.
"Get started, why are you standing still?" Qiu Mingxuan shouted angrily.
It’s okay for Zhang Haoran to pretend to be sexy, so what’s the point of getting involved with him? Doesn’t this make him embarrassed as well? Speaking of which, they actually studied with old man Tianquan for a few months, but when they met Mr. Shuiyue
He had just arrived at Old Man Tianquan, so he had no impression at all.
But they know these things, but others don't. In the eyes of others, they are obviously the kind of shameless people who, after receiving a few words of advice, consider themselves to be registered disciples and put gold on their faces.
This humiliation is really too great. Only by fighting quickly and winning hearty victories one after another can the shame on them be washed away.
"I, Zhang Haoran of the Xinghua Kingdom, challenge you!" Zhang Haoran also thought of this, immediately pulled out his sword, and performed a standard holy master's ceremony and said.
The sword light flashed, and the eight cyan holy beads also shone brightly on his forehead.
He suppressed the heartbreaking shame in his heart, and strong self-confidence appeared on his face. The eighth-grade Dharma Saint was fighting against the seventh-grade Dharma Saint. As long as there was no big accident, he would definitely win this duel!
"Zhang Haoran, right? I've heard of you, go down, you are no match for me." Seeing the eight holy beads on Zhang Haoran's forehead, Chen Xinzhong looked calm.
"It's a bluff. Do you think I don't know your cultivation level? How dare you speak so shamelessly even if you are a seventh-grade Dharma Saint? Have you never heard of pretending to be struck by lightning?" Zhang Haoran said disdainfully.
"Not only have I heard of him, but I have just met him as a disciple of Master Tianquan. It's amazing, it's amazing." Chen Xinzhong laughed loudly.
The audience burst into laughter again. He had the nerve to say he was being cheated by pretending to be sexy, but why did he forget that he was the one who failed to pretend to be sexy and ended up humiliating himself instead?
"Looking for death!" Zhang Haoran accidentally stabbed himself in a sore spot. Zhang Haoran became angry and slashed out with a sword.
The light of the sword flies past like a rainbow penetrating the sun, but there is a hint of the natural feeling of the heavy sword without edge. Although it looks simple, it contains countless changes.