Chapter 922 Xu Ming (2/2)

“It seems that the Tianyuan Region’s chief pavilion master has a very fiery temper.”

“The Tianyuan Region is the weakest in terms of strength. If they show weakness, others will take advantage of the situation to attack them, but if they stand tough, the Tianyuan Region will instill some fear in others. The Tianyuan Region’s chief pavilion master has a very scheming mind,” Zhao Mushen explained.

The corners of Liu Qingshu’s little mouth twitched. “But unfortunately for them, Xu Ming is not easily frightened. Zhou Yuan found the wrong target and will most likely perform badly.”

“If he can’t clean up the mess, the Tianyuan Region will become a laughingstock before the nine regions tournament even begins.”

Zhao Mushen gently nodded, staring indifferently in the direction of the manor gate where the young figure stood at the forefront of 2,000 people. Zhou Yuan’s tough stance—does he have the strength to back it up, or is it just a bluff?

If it was the former, it would be a little interesting. If it was the latter, then, as Liu Qingshu said, he was going to lose face. This was because, although Zhou Yuan was fierce, Xu Ming was even fiercer.

On another tall building, Wu Yao narrowed her eyes as she gazed at the manor gate. Staring at the familiar figure, she could feel the sacred dragon qi surging in his body.

“This Zhou Yuan is such a showoff.”

Her phoenix eyes flashed, and her beautiful body moved, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

“I'd like to see how much you have grown.”

“Haha, it’s going to be a good show.”

Surrounded by many figures, Xue Jingtao peered into the distance with a grin. He was also excited to see the good show.

They were already aware that Xu Ming had led people to occupy the Tianyuan Region’s pavilion building, but they thought that, even if the Tianyuan Region knew about it, the Tianyuan Region would have kept quiet and swallowed their anger. After all, it wasn’t good for them to anger the Yaogui Region.

But who would have thought that Zhou Yuan, the chief pavilion master of the Tianyuan Region, wouldn’t let it pass and would even capture Xu Ming’s people?

Given Xu Ming’s personality, there was no way he would leave the matter at that.

“Zhou Yuan is too arrogant. Does he really think that he is qualified to be on the same level as the heaven prides ranked in the top eight just because he defeated Chen Xuandong?” Xue Jingtao shook his head, a mocking glint in his eyes.

He suddenly swept a glance around and asked, puzzled, “Where is junior sister Youwei?”

The other disciples also shook their heads strangely. “She was here just now.”

Within the Nine Regions Manor, all people fixed their eyes on the manor gate.

At the manor gate, Zhou Yuan maintained a calm expression, as if he hadn’t noticed that everyone in the manor had turned their focus to him.

Qiu Jiu wiped the blood from his mouth. His teeth were broken, and he couldn't speak, but he continued to look at Zhou Yuan with a chilling stare.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, countless people shifted their gazes toward the Nine Regions Manor.

Hundreds of figures were piercing through the air, landing on the several towering trees at the gate.

A figure slowly descended before them, causing the Genesis Qi across the world to ripple.

The person in front, clad in black, was a thin young man with strings of beads around his wrists and neck. His eyes were cold, and they contained an unconcealable sinister intent.

He landed on a treetop, scanned the manor gate, then finally fixed his gaze on Zhou Yuan.

His eyes narrowed, and an indifferent voice sounded.