When Duan Lingtian spoke again, Zhen Pingfan's jaw almost dropped to the ground. At the same time, his aura fluctuated as he stared at Moqi Jue. He was afraid that Moqi Jue would suddenly attack Duan Lingtian.
"In my eyes, you're just like them. You're trash!"
These were Duan Lingtian's words.
As soon as these words left his mouth, not only did Moqi Hong's expression change, but even Moqi Jue's expression also changed. A terrifying aura swept out from his body.
"Brat, do you want to die?!"
Moqi Jue's expression was cold as he asked in a deep voice.
"Martial Uncle Moqi."
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan spoke. He felt that if he did not step forward, Duan Lingtian might really provoke Moqi Jue to attack. "Duan Lingtian is used to being a genius. Whenever he sees someone who's not as good as him, he thinks they're trash …"
"Actually, he doesn't have any ill intentions."
As soon as Zhen Pingfan's words left his mouth, the people from Chunyang School who were worried about Duan Lingtian's safety were speechless.
Are you sure you're not exaggerating?
Are you trying to say that Duan Lingtian isn't dying fast enough? '
"Elder Moqi Jue."
At this moment, the Hidden Sword Faction's Elder Jingxu stepped forward and stood on the other side of Duan Lingtian. He looked at Moqi Jue calmly and said, "My master owes Duan Lingtian a huge favor."
"Although I don't know what kind of favor it is, my master once said that he can kill a mid-level God Emperor for Duan Lingtian to return the favor!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, Moqi Jue's expression changed drastically. He stared at the Elder Jingxu and said, "Ye Tong, are you threatening me?"
Ye Tong was the Hidden Sword Faction's Elder Jingxu. He was also the disciple of the Hidden Sword Faction's Old Ancestor, Ye Chenfeng.
Naturally, Moqi Jue knew him.
"I wouldn't dare."
Ye Tong smiled faintly. "I'm just reminding Elder Moqi Jue to avoid unimportant conflicts."
"Humph!"
Moqi Jue snorted coldly. Although his gaze was still cold when he looked at Ye Tong, he did not continue on this topic.
Ye Chenfeng.
In Chunyang School, he was even more terrifying than Zhen Yunfeng.
So much so that the other two Gold Seat Elders of the Moqi Clan, as well as the Clan Leader, unanimously believed that Ye Chenfeng was definitely one of the two strongest people in Chunyang School.
Zhen Yunfeng was at most in the top three.
He was even afraid of Zhen Yunfeng, let alone Ye Chenfeng.
Of course, he knew Ye Tong. He was Ye Chenfeng's disciple. Although he was older than Ye Chenfeng, Ye Tong's respect for Ye Chenfeng was well-known even in the top circle of Tung Leng Province.
Since it was related to Ye Chenfeng, he would not lie.
When Moqi Jue looked at Duan Lingtian again, the haze on his face became heavier. His tone was extremely cold. "Today, for the sake of Zhen Yunfeng and Ye Chenfeng, I won't bicker with a junior like you.
Otherwise, even if I can't do anything to you, I'll let my great-grandson teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders. "
There was no doubt that Moqi Jue's words meant one thing.
If I, Moqi Jue, bullied you, Duan Lingtian, I'm bullying the weak.
However, if my great-grandson attacks you, it won't be considered bullying the weak. Even Zhen Yunfeng and Ye Chenfeng won't be able to say anything.
"Duan Lingtian, are you saying that I'm trash?"
Moqi Hong's expression was extremely ugly when he saw that his great-ancestor was at a disadvantage. He stared coldly at Duan Lingtian and questioned him in a deep voice.
"Am I wrong?"
Duan Lingtian did not back down. Instead, he retorted, "I, Duan Lingtian, am not even three thousand years old, but I'm already a mid-level Godly Emperor.
I'm confident that I'll become a high-level Godly Emperor before I'm four thousand years old.
You're almost ten thousand years old, but you're only a high-level Godly Emperor … Do you think you're not trash? "
Duan Lingtian said indifferently.
Duan Lingtian's words caused Moqi Hong's face to turn red. Flames of anger could be seen in his eyes.
At this moment, even the other members of the Moqi Clan felt a surge of anger. How did this Duan Lingtian from the Chunyang School survive until today with such a foul mouth?
They felt that it was not easy for Duan Lingtian to survive until today.
Meanwhile, the group of people from the Pure Sun Sect was also dumbfounded. They did not expect Duan Ling Tian would directly stand out and confront Moqi Jue and Moqi Hong from the Moqi Clan head-on.
"Duan Lingtian is courting death!"
Naturally, there were also people who were gloating. Lan Xilin from the Chunyang School's Righteous Faction was one of them. He could not wait for Duan Lingtian to fall.
He would be happier if Duan Lingtian was killed.
However, he knew that was unrealistic.
"Elder Zhen, did you teach him that?"
Yu Chanlian, an elder from the Seven Kills Valley, asked through Voice Transmission as he looked at Zhen Pingfan in shock.
He thought it was Zhen Pingfan who told Duan Lingtian to provoke Moqi Hong and Moqi Hong. However, was this not too much?
Was Zhen Pingfan not afraid that Duan Lingtian would be killed by Moqi Jue when he was alone?
Moqi Jue was not a good person!
He would definitely seek revenge for the smallest grievance!
The corner of Zhen Pingfan's mouth twitched when he heard Yu Chanlian's words.
He wanted to deny it, but in the end, he did not say anything.
He would just take it as a yes.
He did not want Yu Chanlian to spread the news in the future. If Moqi Jue heard about it, he would really hate Duan Lingtian!
"Duan Lingtian, why didn't I realize that his mouth was so annoying before?"
"Now, even I think that he is too arrogant. He should be taught a lesson!"
Zhen Pingfan was speechless. He had been worried that Duan Lingtian did not know how to provoke. If the results were not good, it would be difficult to carry out the next step of the bet.
However, it seemed that the results were not only good, but also too good!
"Moreover, let's not talk about age …"
Moqi Hong was so angry that his eyes were red and his body was trembling. He continued, "Duan Lingtian, you, Moqi Hong, are just a piece of trash who has just become a High-Level Divine Emperor. I, Duan Lingtian, don't even take you seriously."
Duan Lingtian's words were like a fuse that ignited Moqi Hong, who was already on the verge of exploding.
Moqi Hong was completely enraged. "Duan Ling Tian, do you mean I'm not a match for you even though I've been a High-Level Divine Emperor for a hundred years? You've only been a Medium Divine Emperor for two years?"
"Do you think that you are stronger than me now?"
Moqi Hong asked coldly.
"Not bad."
Duan Lingtian's expression was calm as he nodded. "Although you are a piece of trash, you are not stupid."
Initially, Moqi Hong was still furious. However, when he heard Duan Ling Tian's words, he calmed down immediately. A mocking smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. "Do you really think you're stronger than me?"
"If that's the case, do you dare to fight with me?"
"I don't think so, right?"
"You said in front of so many people that you think I'm weaker than you now … Unless you want to refute your own words now," Moqi Hong said as he took a step forward.
The moment Moqi Hong's words left his mouth, he took a step forward. His clothes fluttered in the wind as he said, "I, Moqi Hong, a disciple of the Moqi Clan, challenge the Pure Sun Sect's disciple, Duan Ling Tian, in front of all the seniors!"
Moqi Hong challenged Duan Lingtian directly.
He was at a disadvantage when it came to words.
However, when Moqi Hong heard Duan Ling Tian said he was not as strong as Duan Ling Tian, he knew he would be able to defeat Duan Ling Tian if he seized this opportunity.
At that time, not only would his Great Ancestor not be humiliated, but he would not be humiliated as well.
Otherwise, if news of them doing nothing despite Duan Ling Tian provoking them today spread out, they would definitely lose face.
"Duan Lingtian, accept the challenge!"
The young disciples of the Moqi Clan could no longer sit still when they heard Moqi Hong's words. They began to mock Duan Lingtian. "Didn't you say you're stronger than Big Brother Moqi Hong? Why don't you prove it now? "
"Duan Lingtian, don't tell me you're only good at talking? We clearly heard what you said earlier. You said that Big Brother Moqi Hong's current strength is inferior to yours! "
"That's right! Now that Big Brother Moqi Hong is challenging you, do you dare to accept the challenge? If you don't, you'll be slapping your own face! "
"In my opinion, Duan Lingtian is only good at talking!"
…
The group of young disciples from the Moqi Clan had been suppressing their anger because of Duan Lingtian's provocation. Now that they had a chance to vent, they would not miss it.
On the other hand, the people from the Chunyang School were silent.
It was not that they were unwilling to help Duan Lingtian, but they did not know how to help him.
Were they supposed to cheer for Duan Lingtian and ask him to defeat Moqi Hong?
In their opinion, that was impossible. It was no different from a fantasy story!
Even the Hidden Sword Faction's Elder Jingxu, Ye Tong, frowned slightly.
Just as he was about to say something, Duan Lingtian spoke. "Moqi Hong, do you want to challenge me?"
Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed into slits, but the faint smile remained on his face.
"Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Moqi Hong sneered.
At this moment, Moqi Jue, who was standing beside Moqi Hong, no longer looked angry. He glanced at his great-grandson beside him with a satisfied smile on his face.
Earlier, he had realized that it was inappropriate for him to interfere in the fight between the younger generation.
Therefore, he had given his great-grandson some advice.
And now, his great-great-grandson didn't disappoint him!
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Duan Lingtian opened his eyes and yawned lazily. "However, I, Duan Lingtian, will fight with trash. If there's no prize, I won't agree to it. I won't even make a move.
If I have the time, I might as well go back and take an afternoon nap. "
The sneer on Moqi Hong's face deepened when he heard Duan Lingtian's words. "What kind of prize do you want?"
In his opinion, Duan Lingtian's proposal was equivalent to giving him something. Since that was the case, why should he refuse?
"It's coming!"
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan's heart was in turmoil. However, he tried his best to remain calm on the surface.
'Zhen Pingfan, calm down, calm down …'
'Isn't it just a Half Soul Prominent Divine Artifact?
It's nothing. It's nothing. It's really nothing … '
"Duan Lingtian, let's forget about it. “
Zhen Pingfan who tried his best to maintain a natural expression shook his head and sighed at this moment, and then he said to Duan Ling Tian, "You don't have to be impatient to have a battle with him."
It won't be too late to find an opportunity after the Seven Prefectures' Grand Banquet ends. "
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