C28 (1/2)

The audience went into an uproar as soon as these words were spoken. Everyone's gaze fell upon Zhang He with eyes full of shock.

Of course, there were two exceptions, Han Fei and Han Yan.

Han Yan was the mastermind of this matter. She was not only not surprised, but she was also quite pleased with herself.

As for Han Yan, although she was somewhat surprised, she would never be like everyone else, with a surprised expression on her face. All these years, she had been ridiculing and insulting Jiang Chen. She had seen all sorts of things, and his heart had long since been trained to the point where it was like a boulder. However, Han Yan couldn't understand. He and Zhang She had no enmity with each other, so why did the other party want him to go up by name?

Xie Hu looked at Zhang He in shock, then turned to Han Yan, ”Brother, have you offended him?” As soon as he said it, everyone knew that Han Yan was here, so they quickly shifted their gaze onto him. The gazes of these people were different. There was sympathy, doubt, and many of them had the mood to watch a joke.

In the main hall, Daoist Master Hong said again, ”Han Yan is only a 5th level Qi Cultivating Stage disciple, why do you want to challenge him?”

As long as one wasn't a fool, he or she would understand that a 7th level Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator would have a chance of winning against a 5th level Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator.

Since that was the case, there was no need at all for this match.

An old man standing behind Daoist Master Hong was just about to go up and scold Zhang He, but was stopped by Daoist Master Hong dao, ”Junior Brother Guo Yang, let him speak!” Adept Hong Daozi also wanted to know the full story behind this.

Guo Yang was Zhang He's master. He gave Zhang He a glare before turning around and walking into the crowd.

Zhang He's heart skipped a beat when his master glared at him. He understood his Master's eyes very well, and told him not to talk too much. However, at this point, he couldn't not say it. Gritting his teeth, he said, ”Sect Leader, disciple heard that junior brother Han Yan was able to defeat junior brother Han Fei at Qi Disciple level 2. Disciple wants to see if he can still beat disciple at Qi Disciple level 5.”

Daoist Master Hong heard this and understood. Han Fei and Zhang He both had the same master. His junior brother was defeated by someone, so he wanted to regain his junior brother's face. Under normal circumstances, this matter would not have been too excessive, but now that he had said such words in front of so many people, there was definitely something fishy going on. However, this was not important. Daoist Master Hong Dao also wanted to see if Han Yan had the guts to accept the challenge, so he said, ”Eldest Martial Brother's selection, this is not the first time you're participating. You don't need me to explain the rules!”

Zhang He's face lit up as he cupped his hands and said, ”Thank you, Sect Leader.” With that, he quickly turned around and looked at Han Yan, saying, ”Junior brother Han Yan, I want to have a match with you, do you dare to accept?”

If he agreed, he would definitely be seriously injured. If he did not agree in this kind of situation, there would definitely be people who would ridicule him in the future. One was severely injured while the other one was ridiculing him? Han Yan thought for a while, but still didn't want to accept the challenge. After all, she had heard too much ridicule and there was no need for him to be seriously injured just for a little face.

Seeing that Han Yan didn't reply, Zhang She thought of what Han Fei had said and coldly snorted, ”Junior Brother Han Yan, you don't lack the courage to do that, do you?”

Han Yan's face sank. She knew that the person who had come was not friendly, so she sternly said, ”Senior Zhang He, I have the right to refuse your invitation!”

Ha ha!” Zhang He laughed loudly, a look of disdain flickering in his eyes, ”I used to hear from them that you were a beggar and a coward, but I didn't believe them. ”Now that you look at it, it's really like that. You don't even dare to accept a single match, and you're not even a man. Even though I've cultivated to your level, I still feel ashamed for you.” The excitement of his words had completely forgotten the people around them. ”When the surrounding people heard this, their expressions all changed. From time to time, they would glance in the direction of the Sect Leader to see how his reaction would be.

Guo Yang, who was originally standing in the middle of the elders, suddenly walked in front of the elders and angrily said, ”Zhang He, you step down for me.”

Zhang He was a bit regretful after he finished, as what he said was indeed a bit too much. Hearing his Master's reprimand, he hurriedly said, ”Master, this disciple only wants to compete with Junior Brother Han Yan, there's no other meaning.”

”Give it a try?” Guo Yang said angrily, ”If you want to compete, do you need to use such a tone?”

Zhang He lowered his head and said, ”Master, I was wrong.”

Guo Yang snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and said, ”It's good that you know you're wrong. Han Yan doesn't have the courage to compete with you, so it's useless for you to say those words. Step down!”

At first, Han Yan thought Guo Yang was teaching his disciple a lesson, but now, he understood that the two of them were singing the same tune. That was true. Han Fei was Guo Yang's disciple, and since she was defeated by Zhang Xuan back then, she definitely wouldn't have any face left. Guo Yang was also a smart person, but seeing that he wasn't going to make a move, he actually thought of such a plan.

Those with discerning eyes already understood, many people looked at Han Yan, wanting to see what he would choose.

Xie Hu cursed out in a low voice and used the Voice Transmission Technique to speak to Han Yan, ”Han Yan, don't go. That old fellow is obviously trying to harm you. If you go, you will definitely be severely injured.”

Han Yan really hadn't thought about going up the stage. Just as she was about to refuse, she heard a voice, ”Guo Yang, what do you mean by that?”

The one who spoke was none other than Han Yan's master, the Wei Peng who hadn't visited him once in more than three years.

Wei Peng's face was filled with anger. He glared at Guo Yang and said, ”If you don't explain yourself today, I'll cripple you.”

Guo Yang let out a cold snort, seeing that Daoist Master Hong did not try to stop him, he coldly laughed, ”With that little cultivation of yours, you still want to cripple me? You should just do whatever you can.”

”I don't need you to worry about me.” Wei Peng coldly snorted and said, ”Just keep an eye on your disciple. Don't let the other disciples think that I will bully you, and I will bully you as well.”

Guo Yang's expression changed as he spat out his mouth, ”Explain to me clearly, who bullied people? This is a fair fight.”