Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 167 - 167 124 Affection and Face

Chapter 167: Chapter 124 Affection and Face Chapter 167: Chapter 124 Affection and Face Martial contests are always a matter of give and take.

There’s no reason that dictates I can hit others, yet they can’t fight back.

However, Feng Ziheng’s words are not wrong either. Just now, that strike was such that everyone could see, Fu Han Yuan should have been powerless to turn the tide. Yet sohow, he remarkably produced that miraculous counter, not only clearly grasping Feng Ziheng’s weak spot but also striking at the perfect mont with impeccable timing.

Indeed, it gives off a rather curious feeling.

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Upon Fu Han Yuan’s statent, laughter suddenly erupts.

All eyes turn to find its source, and it’s none other than Ji Feiyang.

He had actually been aware for quite so ti, and only now could he no longer contain his joy, laughing out loud.

Nangong Yu glanced at Ji Feiyang but paid him no heed, and the others only briefly scanned him before their attention returned to Fu Han Yuan in the Wufeng Hall.

This made Ji Feiyang feel extrely disconcerted; if these Heavenly Blade Sect people had insulted or attacked him, he would have still found it exhilarating. But being blatantly ignored like this was unbearably uncomfortable.

Feng Ziheng shook his head slightly: “You don’t have that capability.”

“Have you not already experienced whether I possess that capability just now?”

He said this, and suddenly, glancing at the surrounding Heavenly Blade Sect Disciples, he chuckled: “Fine. Since I have co here today to challenge, if you’re not convinced, we can fight again. However, if you are defeated once more, what then?”

Feng Ziheng’s expression was cold as stone, and he said nothing.

Everyone present also looked at Fu Han Yuan with icy stares.

Fu Han Yuan’s mood turned somber, truly annoyed by the atmosphere cultivated by these Heavenly Blade Sect mbers.

As he was about to speak, he heard Nangong Yu’s voice: “What would you have us do?”

“Today, I, Fu Han Yuan, have traveled from the far north to challenge the Heavenly Blade Sect. If, by so fluke, I win a move or half against you all, I would like to take sothing from the Heavenly Blade Sect…”

Fu Han Yuan stood proudly, though his heart was bitter.

Actually, he had spoken too late.

He should have stated this before he crossed hands with Feng Ziheng.

As a result, the mbers of the Heavenly Blade Sect had infuriated him with remarks such as ‘Fu Han Yuan is unheard of,’ and in his anger, he had ended up fighting a round with Feng Ziheng rashly.

To say it now inevitably seed sowhat peculiar.

“What is it?”

Nangong Yu’s gaze was still detached, his voice seemingly carried away by the wind.

“The Golden Jade Cone!”

The mont these three words fell from Fu Han Yuan’s lips, silence once again enveloped Wufeng Hall.

Feng Ziheng exchanged a look with Nangong Yu as if they communicated sothing.

Confusion was evident in their eyes, yet Nangong Yu suddenly stood up:

“Seize this man!”

“Eh?”

Fu Han Yuan was taken aback. He had traveled all the way to the Heavenly Blade Sect, fighting from the base to the peak of the mountain in a most audacious manner, under the guise of a formal challenge, preventing the Heavenly Blade Sect from using numbers against him.

Yet unexpectedly, even though everything had been fine just now, why had there been a sudden change?

This thought had barely settled when he suddenly heard a Heavenly Blade Sect Disciple rush in hastily, and with a tone as if it were none of his concern, coldly reported:

“Sect Leader, esteed uncles and seniors… there’s a water issue within the gates.”

Nangong Yu wasn’t in a hurry, simply nodding slightly: “Have so accompany to put out the fire, the rest capture this man and investigate thoroughly.”

After speaking, he turned to leave, vanishing in a mont.

Fu Han Yuan knew trouble was afoot. Although he had absolutely nothing to do with the fire on the back mountain, he was now in a position impossible to explain.

If he were captured by the Heavenly Blade Sect’s people, who knew what treatnt he would receive?

He imdiately burst into laughter: “Well played, Heavenly Blade Sect. Is this how you interpret the rules of Jianghu? To face a challenger, do you use numbers to overpower? I shall rember this, Fu Han Yuan…”

After saying his piece, he swiftly made for the gates.

The multitude within the hall reacted instantly.

They had long been irked by Fu Han Yuan, and now, with the Sect Leader’s order, there was no need for further restraint; they jointly took action to capture him.

At once, the sounds of swishing filled the air, as nurous Heavenly Blade Sect experts blocked the main entrance.

Even Liu Mo leaped into action to intercept.

Unexpectedly, although Fu Han Yuan seed forthright, he was crafty inside.

With a flick of his wrist, a myriad of ice shards cascaded down like a shower of flowers.

Caught off guard, the people by the door brandished their weapons for self-defense.

Seizing the opportunity, Fu Han Yuan suddenly swiveled towards the window at the side of the hall.

But he saw a man and woman blocking the way.

He recognized that this pair had entered through the main gate a mont earlier, and while he had been exchanging blows with Feng Ziheng, they had been on the side, comnting on his performance; that man was especially hateful, even claiming Fu Han Yuan was no match for Feng Ziheng.

A cold smile crossed his lips as he bellowed, “Out of the way!!!”

With that, he charged forward, preparing to strike!

Su Mo’s mouth twitched; how could watching a show still lead to trouble?

Today, he and Yang Xiaoyun ca to the Heavenly Blade Sect to take Liu Mo away.

Of course, whether they could actually do so was another matter, but in any case, they needed an explanation from Liu Mo.

Otherwise, the matter would remain unresolved.

As for the Heavenly Blade Sect’s affairs, in truth, they bore no relation to either Su Mo or Yang Xiaoyun.