Long Yu was well aware of Feng Yang's strength.
With his current state of being heavily injured, it was practically impossible for him to defeat Feng Yang. After all, Feng Yang was stronger than Han Jian. When Long Yu was still in the Feng Clan, he heard that he was about to advance to the sixth level of the Martial Path and become an inner disciple of the Zhentian Clan.
However, Long Yu still asked someone to bring him to Feng Yang because he had his own plans.
"Junior Brother, you're Long Yu, right?"
The dark-skinned short man led the way while speaking, "I heard from Tan Yue that you came from Jade Pass City's Feng Clan. This month's outer sect director, Feng Yang, is a member of the Feng Clan. Do you have any conflicts with him? Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken away your identity token. "
Long Yu didn't answer. He didn't have the habit of revealing information to a stranger.
The dark-faced short man didn't mind and said with a smile, "Listen to Senior Brother's advice. That Feng Yang's strength isn't bad and he will soon be promoted to an inner disciple. You've just entered the sect, so it's better to keep a low profile. Don't fight him head-on, otherwise you'll be the one suffering."
"Even if you go to him now, he won't give you his identity token. Instead, he will humiliate you. Also, you just bullied Tan Yue, her brother will definitely not let this go. Right now, Tan Jian is one of the top three inner disciples in the sect, and he is very powerful. You can't beat them. In my opinion, you should leave the Heaven Suppressing Sect now, so that you don't get humiliated for nothing, or even get into trouble! "
No matter what he said, Long Yu didn't say a word. The dark-faced short man felt bored and didn't say anything else.
Soon, the two of them went up the mountain road and came to an elegant courtyard. The plaque at the entrance of the courtyard was printed with the words "Outer Sect Director Pavilion".
And behind the two of them, there were many people following closely, obviously coming to watch the show.
Long Yu didn't care too much, because what he was about to do in a moment required some people to watch, and the more the better.
"Junior Brother Long Yu, the Outer Court Councilor Pavilion you're looking for is here. If your identity token has been detained, you can ask for it from the Outer Court Councilor. However, this has nothing to do with me."
As the dark-faced shorty spoke, he flashed to the side with a mocking look on his face. Clearly, he was waiting to see Long Yu make a fool of himself.
Long Yu glanced at the dark-faced shorty and did not say anything. He then stepped into the Outer Disciple Council Pavilion.
"Feng Yang, come out!"
Long Yu roared in a domineering tone.
This roar caused the people behind him to jump in fright. Could it be that this Long Yu was courting death by acting so recklessly?
"Who dares to be so rude?"
An even more domineering voice came from the courtyard. Then, a tall young man walked out of the room. Looking at his appearance, he looked a little similar to Feng Luo.
This person was Feng Yang. He had a strong body and an angry expression. He wore a blue Outer Court Disciple uniform and had a jade token hanging from his waist. It was probably the identity token of the Outer Court Councilor.
As soon as he walked out and saw Long Yu, Feng Yang's pupils shrank. He coldly snorted and said, "So, it's you, you piece of trash. Have you grown some guts? How dare you come to the Outer Court Councilor Pavilion and behave atrociously? What's more, you're in such a sorry state. You must have just been taught a lesson! "
When Feng Yang appeared, the people watching from the back all thought that there would be a good show to watch. Everyone knew that Feng Yang had a fiery temper. Now that Long Yu dared to call him by his name and ask him to come out, he would not let him off easily.
Long Yu stared at Feng Yang's strong body and sneered disdainfully. "Feng Yang, you detained my identity token because you're afraid?"
These words went straight to the point. When Feng Yang heard it, he immediately became angry. "What do I have to be afraid of?"
"So you're saying that my identity token was indeed seized by you?"
Long Yu took a step forward and sneered.
"This …"
When Feng Yang heard this, cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He was in a hurry to express that he was not afraid and forgot to deny the truth. What a blunder!
One had to know that the Zhentian Clan had chosen him as the Outer Court Councilor. Of course, the act of detaining an identity token was prohibited. If this matter was found out by the Sect Elders, he would definitely be punished. Even the cultivation resources would be reduced.
"I knew you were afraid."
Long Yu did not hold on to this point. He only sneered. "After all, once I get my identity token and go to the Martial Skill Pavilion to practice martial skills, you, Feng Yang, will no longer be my opponent! So, do you agree or disagree? "
"Bullsh * t!"
Feng Yang reacted and his eyes flashed fiercely. "Who do you think you are? Even if you come to the Zhentian Clan, you are still trash. Do you think I, Feng Yang, will not be your opponent?"
"Then let's set a fight. Give me your identity token. Wait until I come back from the Martial Skill Pavilion, then I will fight you. Feng Yang, do you dare or not? "
Long Yu stared at Feng Yang. His tone carried a hint of disdain.
This trace of disdain made Feng Yang furious. This trash, Long Yu, had been trash in the Feng Clan for more than ten years. Now that he came to the Zhentian Clan, he dared to be so arrogant.
Feng Yang glanced at the many disciples outside the courtyard. He thought that if he did not agree to Long Yu's challenge, then wouldn't he lose all face and everyone would think that he, Feng Yang, was a trash?
Therefore, even though Feng Yang knew that Long Yu's purpose was to extort an identity token, he still had to agree!
"Why wouldn't I dare? You asked for it. Take the identity token. Wait until you come out from the Martial Skill Pavilion. I will let you know that a trash like you is no different from a dog in my eyes! "
Feng Yang coldly snorted, took out an outer disciple identity token from his bosom, and directly threw it to Long Yu.
Long Yu caught the identity token with one hand. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up. Success!
This scene made the dark-faced shorty who brought him here dumbfounded. He originally thought that Long Yu wanted to fight with Feng Yang. He didn't expect that with just a few words, Long Yu would obtain an identity token!
Moreover, this Long Yu was so confident in challenging Feng Yang. Could it be that he didn't know that Feng Yang's strength was much stronger than Han Jian's?
Just by entering the Martial Skill Pavilion, Long Yu's strength wouldn't increase by much. After all, the Zhentian Clan's martial skills weren't that easy to comprehend.
If Long Yu wanted to rely on this to defeat Feng Yang, it could be said that it was simply wishful thinking.
The dark-faced shorty's thoughts were also the thoughts of the surrounding disciples. However, Long Yu had trampled on Tan Yue, defeated Han Jian, and now arrogantly challenged Feng Yang. These outer disciples didn't dare to say anything about Long Yu.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
Just as Long Yu was about to leave, a girl's crisp voice, like an oriole, suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
Then, a figure wearing a blue outer disciple uniform rushed out from the crowd. Long Yu looked and saw that it was a beautiful girl. However, her blue clothes were covered with mud and her cheeks were also covered with dust. It seemed that she was in a sorry state just like him.
Who was this person?
Almost everyone had this question in their minds.
"It's you? What are you doing here? Did you change your mind and want to ask me for help? "
When Feng Yang saw the girl appear, he couldn't help but squint at her and then ridiculed her.
"Bah, ask your head!"
The beautiful girl spat in disgust and then shouted: "Since this Junior Brother has made a bet with you, I will also make a bet with you, how about it?"
Feng Yang heard this and said with a playful expression: "You also want to do this? Let me tell you, there is no way! "
"Then you don't have the guts?"
The beautiful girl said with contempt: "So, you are really afraid that you will lose to this Junior Brother. The dignified outer disciple Feng Yang is actually so timid, laughable, laughable!"
When Feng Yang heard this, his face suddenly changed: "Bullshit! Then what do you want to bet, tell me? I, Feng Yang, am not afraid of a little girl like you! "
"Let's bet on the winner between you and this Junior Brother."
The beautiful girl smiled and casually pointed at Long Yu: "When this Junior Brother comes out of the Martial Skill Pavilion to fight with you, if he loses, I am willing to beg you, but if you lose, not only will you have to give me the identity token, you will also have to give me the Qinghua Pill you just obtained. How about it?"
"Hmph, you have a good plan, but this bet is so unfair!"
Feng Yang sneered. Not long ago, the Sect rewarded him with a middle level Qinghua Pill, how could he use it as a child's play for a bet?
"Oh, it seems like you are really afraid of this Junior Brother, then forget it."
The beautiful girl's face was full of obvious contempt and ridicule. She turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait."
Feng Yang's face alternated between green and purple. He looked around and saw that many people were pointing at him. He suddenly felt ashamed and coldly snorted: "I agree to this bet, but don't regret it when the time comes!"
"Hehe, the one who won't regret it is you, I have a lot of confidence in this Junior Brother!"
The beautiful girl grinned at Long Yu.
"Him? You really found the wrong person. "
Feng Yang glanced at Long Yu, his eyes were full of disdain: "This brat is trash in the Feng Clan, and he is still trash in the Zhentian Clan. You actually expect him to defeat me, simply ridiculous!"
"Is that so? It seems like I should tell you that this Junior Brother has just entered the sect two days ago, but he has already defeated Tan Yue and Han Jian. Now that he has entered the Martial Skills Pavilion to learn, do you think you can still be his opponent? "
The beautiful girl's words made Feng Yang's face change.
Defeated Tan Yue and Han Jian?
How is this possible! That Long Yu is obviously trash, how can he defeat Tan Yue? Even if he can defeat Tan Yue with luck, he definitely can't be Han Jian's opponent!
Feng Yang's face was gloomy. At this time, Long Yu had achieved his goal, of course, he would not care about him and directly turned around to leave.
Seeing this, the dainty young girl hurriedly ran after them.
"Junior Brother, wait for me!"
The beautiful girl quickly caught up with Long Yu and wanted to pat Long Yu's shoulder.
Long Yu nimbly dodged and looked at the girl cautiously.
"Don't be nervous, I am on the same side as you now! You are Long Yu, right? My name is Liao Lele, I entered the sect three days earlier than you! "
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