Chapter 602 Appear (2/2)

“You don't know him well enough. Since he has shown up, it means he's not afraid of the Sacred Palace,” Zuoqiu Qingyu said calmly.

The female chief disciple shook her head. “Since he could kill Fan Yao, he is indeed strong, but Zhao Jing is much stronger than Fan Yao!”

The ten chief disciple positions were achieved through many fights. Since Zhao Jing could suppress Fan Yao for so many years, his strength was naturally self-evident.

Perhaps the Sacred Palace was eagerly waiting for Zhou Yuan to appear. They wanted Zhao Jing to ruthlessly defeat Zhou Yuan to restore the face that the Sacred Palace had lost.

Zuoqiu Qingyu did not say much, but her peach blossom eyes were focused on the slender figure below. He had never let her down before.

Although she knew Zhao Jing had to be very strong, she still had confidence in Zhou Yuan.

“Zhou Yuan?!”

Tang Muxin and the others on the square were also shocked by Zhou Yuan’s appearance. It was evident that his appearance was unexpected.

“Zhou Yuan, you have come, but why don’t you let chief disciple Xie Yan try first?” Tang Muxin said. Although she knew that Zhou Yuan wasn’t weak, Xie Yan was much more stable.

Zhou Yuan first gave a cupped fist salute and then turned to Xie Yan, saying, “Senior brother Xie Yan isn’t weak, but I don’t think he will have much of an advantage against the enemies.”

Xie Yan was taken aback, but he did not refute; he also felt the same.

“Zhou Yuan, stop putting on an act!” Baili Che couldn’t help sneering, “Stop trying to show off at a time like this. If you lose, all of us will lose face!”

Zhou Yuan simply smiled. He turned to Tang Muxin and said, “Senior sister Tang, since this matter started because of me, I should be the one to end it.”

Tang Muxin’s eyes met his. His eyes were serious, and they revealed no sign that he was trying to show off, so she nodded firmly and said, “If you have the confidence, then we will leave it to you.”

“Senior sister Tang.” Baili Che frowned.

Tang Muxin waved her hand dismissively to stop Baili Che from saying anything more.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yuan gave a cupped fist salute to Tang Muxin.

Xie Yan slowly stepped back.

So, under countless gazes, Zhou Yuan's figure slowly landed on the ground. Grasping the mottled black brush, he gently shook his hand, causing the ground to crack and move.

The black brush swept in one direction, and the snowy white hair on its tip gradually gathered, forming a flower-like tip that was incomparably sharp and glowing.

Zhou Yuan pointed the tip of the brush towards the ground, and he lifted his head to face the mass of Sacred Palace disciples opposite him. His eyes fell on Huo Tian and Zhao Jing.

The two were staring back at him with deep, and perhaps ferocious, gazes.

Their gazes, however, did not intimidate him. He instead gave a faint smile and calmly brought the tip of the brush up to point straight at them.

“I’m Zhou Yuan of the Cangxuan Sect.”

“Which of the chief disciples from the Sacred Palace are going to face me?”

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