With Ye Fanchen's words, the Martial Disciples were once again in an uproar.
Now, almost no one believed that Ye Fanchen's brain was still working properly.
"Are you kidding me? How can a stone move?"
"Qingyun Xian Zun kneel to you? You really know how to imagine things. "
"The stone statue can move? What kind of joke is this? If the stone statue really kneels to you, I'll cut off my manhood! "
…
The entire martial arts field was filled with sighs, and there were even people who swore vicious oaths.
Ye Fanchen, on the other hand, just smiled without saying a word. His eyes were fixed on the stone statue, and he was looking at Fan Xian in the stone statue.
"You're full of nonsense! Hurry up and kneel! "Yan Yun scolded angrily, and walked directly towards Ye Fanchen, ready to use force.
The mocking looks on everyone's faces became deeper and deeper.
At this moment, there was a loud "boom", and the stone statue, with its knees as the boundary, broke into two.
The lower leg below the knee fell to the ground, and the entire body above the knee stood on top of the knee.
The ground shook, and the huge stone statue had a shocking phenomenon!
The entire stone statue was now in a kneeling position, and it was facing Ye Fanchen.
All the Martial Disciples present were shocked. They were dumbstruck and speechless.
What was going on?
This Qingyun Xian Zun stone statue had stood in the Desert College for thousands of years without falling, but it just had to fall at this moment.
Not only did the stone statue fall at this moment, but it was also in a kneeling position?
Could it be that it was really a Senior Immortal?
Even a Senior Immortal was kneeling to this guy?
Impossible!
The entire field was speechless, and it was frighteningly quiet.
Everyone was completely shocked, and their faces were either ugly, aghast, incredulous, or fearful.
The brother who swore the oath just now wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He wanted to slap himself a few times. Why was his mouth so cheap?
The only one who remained calm was Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen smiled faintly, and thought that Fan Xian was quite obedient and well-behaved.
The one who found it the hardest to accept was probably Yan Yun.
When Yan Yun saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot. Red and white alternated between his face.
When he turned around and looked at Ye Fanchen, he realized that Ye Fanchen's eyes were filled with benevolence. He smiled and nodded at the kneeling Sword Venerable Azure Cloud statue as though he was satisfied with the statue's kneeling.
"Could it be that this guy is telling the truth? The Immortal Venerable could not withstand his kneeling, but could he withstand Qingyun Xian Zun's kneeling? "
Who was Ye Fanchen? He was just a coward, the lowest level of martial arts cultivator!
And Qingyun Xian Zun was the idol of countless martial artists!
But the Immortal Sovereign's stone statue … actually knelt before Ye Fanchen!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! "
Yan Yun shook his head continuously, denying the thought in his heart.
His mind was in a mess, and it took him a while to clear his head.
"It's just an accident! Yes, it's just an accident! "
Yan Yun muttered to himself as if he was comforting himself. However, when he looked at Ye Fanchen who was standing in front of him, he still felt an inexplicable sense of defeat in his heart. After feeling defeated, waves of anger ignited in his heart.
"Do you know the consequences of killing Song Hua?"
"Do you think that the Song family can't take revenge on you now that you have the Desert College's protection? Don't forget that the Spring Hunt is in a month's time! When that time comes! You'll die a horrible death! "
Yan Yun's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hysterically with a suppressed voice!
As soon as he said that, many of the Martial Disciples in the training ground agreed and started discussing in private.
"The Desert College's Spring Hunt is in a month's time. Ye Fanchen killed Song Hua, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come out of the mountains alive."
The Spring Hunt was a tradition of the Desert College. All the Stepping Dust Realm Martial Disciples would be released into the deep mountains to survive and hunt demonic beasts without any protection. In the end, the ranking would be based on the number of demonic beasts they hunted. Those who ranked higher would be rewarded.
This was a test of the Martial Disciples' overall strength and survival ability. In the deep mountains, the Martial Disciples would not only have to face demonic beasts, but also fellow Martial Disciples of the same college!
Every year, thousands of people would participate in the Spring Hunt. Every time, the number of casualties would exceed 40%. The number of Martial Disciples who died under the claws of demonic beasts was not many. Most of them were killed by their enemies in the college.
"The Song family is now a big family. Not to mention Northern Liang City, there are also many Song family disciples in the Desert College. Song Hua is the son of the second in command of the Song family, Song Chengyong. Ye Fanchen killed Song Hua, which is undoubtedly the same as offending the entire Song family. He will definitely be hunted down by many disciples of the Song family! "
"Hmph! This guy really doesn't know what's good for him. The Song family has dozens of late-stage Stepping Dust Realm Martial Disciples. I'm afraid Ye Fanchen will die without a complete corpse when the time comes. Unless he has the strength of a late-stage Stepping Dust Realm Martial Disciple before the Spring Hunt! "
… …
The discussions of the Martial Disciples became louder and louder. Naturally, it reached Yan Yun's ears.
When Yan Yun heard the discussions of the crowd, a smug smile appeared on his face.
Putting aside everything else, the phenomenon of the Qingyun Xian Zun statue was like a heavy slap to his face, causing him to lose face in front of everyone.
What he said just now was nothing more than trying to regain his lost face.
The approval of the Martial Disciples undoubtedly boosted Yan Yun's confidence. He frowned and looked at Ye Fanchen in front of him with eyes full of anticipation.
He was looking forward to Ye Fanchen understanding what was about to happen. He was looking forward to seeing fear, panic, and regret. He was looking forward to crying and admitting his mistake.
However, Ye Fanchen was expressionless. He smiled faintly and said, "What's there to be afraid of?"
These words expressed his contempt for the Song family and his fearlessness towards the enemy.
It was as if the Song family in Northern Liang City was just a grain of sand in the endless desert. It was not enough to attract his attention.
A thousand years of cultivation, ten thousand years of guarding the grave!
Experienced the vicissitudes of life, seen through the mortal world!
Now that he was reborn, he must ascend to the heavens!
How could he be afraid of a battle?
How could he be blocked by a small Song family?
Ye Fan did not waste any more time with these people. He turned around and left.
The crowd looked at Ye Fanchen's back as he left. After being stunned for a while, they could not help but laugh.
"What's there to be afraid of? Is this guy's brain flooded with water? "
"Not only did he not control his strength and kill Song Hua by mistake, he also doesn't know the severity of his words. Are you afraid or not? Don't you know? "
"Still not admitting your mistake at this time? Still pretending? You're digging your own grave! "
… …
He actually dared to say such words? Who gave him the confidence?
Everyone's faces were filled with disdain and doubt. Their faces were full of ridicule.
"This is the most arrogant guy I've ever seen!"
Yan Yun sneered. He looked at Ye Fanchen's back and said, "I'd like to see how you die!"
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