Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Wen Lan, who was sitting on the throne, could only cough lightly and speak to adjust himself.
But even if the Sea King spoke in person, everyone in the Sea Clan would just change their gazes to a more secretive look and still stare at Zhang Yifeng and his party.
Seeing this situation, Wen Lan could only shake his head and not elaborate further.
"May I ask why Neptune invited me here?"
Faced with the pressure of the surrounding eyes, Zhang Yifeng asked Wenlan directly without showing any sign of stage fright.
"Bold! How can you and other human beings be allowed to be so arrogant in the Palace of the Sea King!"
Before Wen Lan could speak, a patrolling general from the Sea Clan could not hold himself back and scolded Zhang Yifeng.
"That is, for such a despicable human race like you, it is already a great honor for the King of the Sea to let you come to the front of the palace, but you still dare to be so rude!"
"In my opinion, these hateful humans should be strangled on the spot!"
Voices sounded one after another, and many patrolling generals spoke harshly to Zhang Yifeng and others.
Among the people present, only a few people did not speak.
Naturally, Wen Lan and Hai Wen would not say such things. After all, they were the ones who invited Zhang Yifeng and others.
Next was Princess Wenxuan, who seemed to have remembered something when she saw this scene, hiding behind her brother Wang and shivering.
Zhang Yifeng was somewhat surprised that there was only one person left. It was Lan Yun who had a conflict with them yesterday.
At this moment, he stood in a corner of the hall and just glanced coldly at the situation on their side.
Although I didn't mean to dissuade him, at least I didn't add insult to injury with the others.
"quiet!"
Finally, Wen Lan couldn't sit still anymore and shouted to stop the commotion in the hall.
"That's enough. You don't need to say any more. Mr. Zhang is my guest, and he is also a guest of the Hai Clan."
"Facing the guests, the Hai Clan should show our etiquette, instead of attacking others with all their talk!"
"Mr. Zhang, I invite you here just to ask if you are interested in participating in our Sea Clan's Sea Hunting Ceremony?"
Wen Lan was also irritated by the irritable guys under him. He didn't even use the words he had thought about before, and asked Zhang Yifeng directly.
"What?"
Zhang Yifeng was surprised, not expecting that Wen Lan invited him here for this matter.
Not only him, but also the rest of the Sea Tribe people present looked horrified.
"Lord Neptune, you absolutely must not do this!"
"The Sea Hunting Ceremony is an important event that our Sea Clan has inherited for thousands of years. How can we let this evil human monk participate in it?"
"If this happens, won't the face of our ancestors of the Hai Clan be smeared by them?"
A middle-aged sea clan member took a step forward and said to Wenlan with a solemn expression.
Seeing him speak, many younger members of the sea tribe present also spoke up to persuade Wen Lan to take back his life.
"I have made up my mind. Could it be that you are worried that the first place in the Sea Hunting Ceremony will be taken away by outsiders?"
Wen Lan patted the throne and stood up. He was not a strong figure, but at this moment he burst out with a terrifying momentum.
Powerful energy fluctuations were released from Wen Lan's body, sweeping across the entire field indiscriminately.
"Um?"
Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed, and he quickly raised his hand to form a shield in front of him, blocking Wen Lan's indiscriminate sweep.
The rest of the Hai Clan generals did not respond in such a timely manner.
Most of the people were knocked to the ground by Wen Lan's burst of energy, clutching their hearts and looking in agony.
The others reacted immediately and quickly opened their shields to resist.
When the aftermath of the energy dissipated, Wen Lan sat back on the throne, breathing heavily.
Zhang Yifeng stared at the cracked shield in front of him and dispersed it with his backhand.
After Wen Lan regained his power with this attack, all the sea generals present shut their mouths.
Even those generals of the sea tribe who could withstand this sweeping blow lowered their heads and did not dare to speak again.
"Huh, I made Mr. Zhang laugh."
"May I ask, sir, if you are interested in our Sea Clan's Sea Hunting Ceremony?"
Wen Lan took a deep breath to calm down and asked in a deep voice.
"His Royal Highness the King of the Sea has kindly invited you. It would be bad if I refuse again."
"It just so happens that I also want to see how strong the generals of the Sea Tribe are."
After Zhang Yifeng said this, he turned his head and glanced provocatively at the sea generals present.
"you!"
Everyone in the Hai Clan was already dissatisfied with him, but when they saw that Zhang Yifeng dared to be so presumptuous, anger flashed in their eyes.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang."
"Except for Mr. Zhang, if everyone else wants to attend the ceremony, I also welcome them on behalf of the Hai Clan."
As Wen Lan spoke, his face gradually became ugly.
Hai Wen frowned when he saw this and immediately took a few steps to block him.
"Okay, generals, please go back and prepare for the sea hunting ceremony that starts today."
"This ceremony is based on the previous rules. One sea beast is equivalent to accumulating one point."
"The ceremony lasts for three days in total. The person who earns the most points during these three days is the worthy number one warrior of the Sea Tribe!"
Hai Wen shouted loudly with a normal expression.
"Well, what Xiangfu said is right, everyone, please step aside."
"Elder Mingyue will take you to the place where you hunt sea beasts later."
Wen Lan took advantage of the time when Hai Wen spoke to recover a little, and immediately spoke.
"yes."
All the sea generals glared at Zhang Yifeng unwillingly, and then slowly exited the palace hall.
When Zhang Yifeng saw everyone leaving, he also wanted to bow to Wen Lan and leave.
"Wait, Mr. Zhang, you stay first."
Wen Lan put one hand on his forehead, with a look of pain on his face, and whispered.
Zhang Yifeng frowned when he saw this. Just after Wen Lan released that power, he faintly felt that something was wrong.
Just now, Haiwen took the initiative to stand in front of Wen Lan, clearly giving him time to recover.
At this moment, everyone from the Hai Clan left, and Wen Lan seemed to have finally lost all his strength, and sat slumped on the throne, breathing heavily.
His originally rosy face turned pale in the blink of an eye.
"His Royal Highness Neptune, what are you doing?"
Zhang Yifeng asked in a deep voice, but turned to look at Hai Wen beside him.
"Alas, Mr. Zhang doesn't know something. Master Neptune is actually not good at cultivation. His cultivation level has not increased since he was born."
"The energy just released was erupted through the Heart of the Sea."
Hai Wen shook his head, stood next to Wen Lan, and injected mana into his body to recuperate him.
"Father, there is no need to waste mana. I can just rest for a while."
Wen Lan raised his hand to block Hai Wen's palm, which was injecting him with mana recovery, and said a little weakly.
"Your Highness the Sea King, although I accepted the invitation to this Sea Hunting Ceremony."
"But I still don't know why you want to do this. Our joining may only intensify the internal conflicts of the Hai Clan."