What does that an?
Even these two top masters can’t withstand a single move from Fang Yu?
Hallucinations!
It must be hallucinations!
Zhang Zhi shook his head, pinched himself hard.
"I don’t believe it, I don’t believe... it’s all an illusion, can’t scare ..."
He shouted a bit too loudly, puzzling everyone.
The Xu clan really treated him like a monkey.
Xu Xiaong laughed out loud, saying, "This guy’s acting is really sothing; those few lines just now reminded of a movie I saw in the Northern Desert. Interesting..."
Chen Daotian couldn’t help but ask doubtfully, "You guys watch TV in the Northern Desert?"
"Nonsense, you think we’re really that backwards?" Xu Huawen said disdainfully.
Clan Leader Xu Daoyun even smiled and said:
"The Northern Desert Clan is open-minded, aware of the rapid developnt of modern society, so our thoughts and concepts are quite progressive... However, we dare not abandon our ancestors’ fine traditions. What’s one is one, what’s two is two; we only absorb strengths and dare not forsake them."
Shangguan Hong was deeply moved and said, "Well said! A few days ago, my second disciple Lin Weifeng ntioned sothing to called a cell phone, saying this gadget can transmit sound over a thousand miles. I tried it myself, and it’s really so; truly wonderful. I didn’t realize that after so long out of touch with the outside world, the outside world has undergone earth-shattering changes. Luli Sect must not continue to be closed off as before."
"Brother Shangguan... I really appreciate your viewpoint," Xu Daoyun lifted his glass, about to toast.
"To each other!"
Both n laughed heartily and started to drink.
Just then, a roar ca from outside the courtyard—
"Iron Fist King, get the hell out here, who dares to bully my nephew?"
"Iron Fist King, roll out here imdiately, if you don’t show up, don’t bla for taking action!"
Hearing this shouting,
everyone was puzzled.
Xu Daoyun frowned deeply and quickly stood up and said: "Elder, the insolent scum outside the gate are outrageous. Give a mont, killing them would bring swift pleasure!"
"Damn it, which bastard is so bold?" Xu Xiaong slapped her chest and said.
The Northern Desert Clan is indeed as fierce as their reputation suggests.
This truly scared those who were opportunists just a mont ago, turning their faces pale.
Yet Fang Yu casually raised his hand and said:
"No need for such trouble... just let him co in. I am indeed very curious to see, which backer my old classmate has, to be so bold?!"
The people who arrived later naturally didn’t understand the aning of these words.
Following everyone’s gaze, they all looked at Zhang Zhi sitting near the entrance to the hall.
Zhang Zhi laughed out loud, stood up, and said:
"My second uncle has arrived... you’re finished, you’re completely finished... I told you to act well, to perform convincingly... and you did act very well, even going as far as to bring out Mystic Rank, thinking that Mystic Rank couldn’t withstand even a move from Fang Yu? Really taking for a fool? I’ll show you!"
Zhang Zhi was already blinded by hatred, losing basic reasoning.
He determined that all the scenes just now were just extras Fang Yu found to act on the spot!
Even if there were masters, it couldn’t be masters this powerful!
In the anti,
a middle-aged man swaggered in from the outside.
With thick eyebrows and big eyes, large ears, a bulky figure, he had a bit of a tiger’s back and bear’s waist appearance.
"Second uncle, you’re finally here! Help ..."
Seeing Zhang Zhi’s mouth full of blood, looking pale, his second uncle was furious and said: "Zhang Zhi, tell , which bastard hurt you, I’ll kill him for you!"
Zhang Zhi pointed at Fang Yu sitting in the main seat, and angrily said: "It’s him... he ordered the maidservants to injure , second uncle, you must stand up for . They are High Rank Martial Artists, bullying with only Sixth Layer, but second uncle, you’re a Cultivator, you must not let them go!"
"Don’t worry, since second uncle is here, I will surely seek justice for you. It doesn’t matter if they’re High Rank Martial Artists, even if it were Martial Arts Ninth Layer, I wouldn’t care." He then lowered his voice and said, "If it weren’t for so many competitors in the Dark Forest hunting for Spiritual Energy, why would I need to hide my strength."
"Mm-hmm, thank you, uncle." Zhang Zhi’s tears stread down in his emotion.
The burly middle-aged man strode furiously into the great hall.
His gaze fixed unwaveringly on Fang Yu.
At the sa ti, everyone in the hall was also looking at him.
Just when he was about to lash out at Fang Yu, a puzzled voice ca from his left—
"Zhang Song?"
The burly middle-aged man’s face slightly changed as he looked towards the source of the voice.
The person speaking was none other than Xu Wen, the High Priest of the Xu family from the Northern Desert.
Imdiately after, Zhang Song’s eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, his legs went weak, then his lips trembled, and his eyes widened once more... He was so moved that he was almost unable to speak.
His nephew, Zhang Zhi, asked in confusion: "Uncle... What’s wrong with you?"
Zhang Song suppressed the excitent in his heart, recovered his senses, and then with a thud, he knelt down—
Zhang Zhi was stunned.
His classmates—Jiang Fei, Li Long, and Lv Tong—were stunned.
The fence-sitting rchants were stunned.
Those who didn’t know the truth were stunned.
Thump.
Thump, thump.
Zhang Song imdiately kowtowed three tis to the High Priest Xu Wen, and said, "It’s really you... I never expected... to see you in my lifeti..."
"..." Zhang Zhi’s face was bewildered, feeling a sinking sensation in his heart and a burning pain on his face.
High Priest Xu Wen slightly frowned and said, "Do you wish for my death?"
"I wouldn’t dare! How could I dare? What I ant was, I have always wanted to thank you in person... thank you for saving my life that year... I’ve always wanted to see you... I never expected Heaven’s rcy allowing my wish to co true! It’s wonderful!" Zhang Song said with tears streaming down his face.
Seeing him like this.
Zhang Zhi couldn’t help but ask: "Uncle... what are you doing? Why are you kneeling?"
Zhang Song’s expression changed and said: "Kneel down!"
"Huh?"
"I told you to kneel down!" Seeing that his nephew didn’t understand, Zhang Song pulled him over and with a single hand pushed down, leaving the nephew, despite being at the Martial Arts Sixth Layer, without the slightest resistance, thoroughly subdued.
Then Zhang Song continued reverently:
"Back then, I was taken hostage by bandits in the Northern Desert, and I was seriously injured. Had the High Priest not saved ... I would have died. It was also because of this that there were strange changes in my body, which set on the path of cultivation... My presence today is all thanks to the High Priest; without the High Priest, there would be no !"
High Priest Xu Wen glanced at Fang Yu and quickly explained:
"Elder, it’s a long story regarding this matter..."
Even the High Priest addressed Fang Yu as an elder?
Zhang Song was taken aback, and rembering the person his nephew had asked him to chastise, who was Fang Yu, his heart sank.
High Priest Xu Wen continued:
"Back then, the Northern Desert was in chaos, a place where many heroes erged... I was following my clan’s order to guard the Cold Pond. Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, I encountered Zhang Song severely injured... Coincidentally, that day the Ninth Layer Restriction weakened, and a lot of Spiritual Energy leaked out, which instead helped him!"
Fang Yu nodded and said:
"So, there was such an event... Zhang Zhi, your uncle is really lucky..."
Upon hearing this.
Zhang Zhi’s face turned ashen.
Realizing sothing was amiss, Zhang Song kicked his nephew in the chest.
Bang!
"How insolent! Who gave you the audacity to disrespect an elder so? Have you eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard? You, how should you be punished?"
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