"Miss Xuan 'er, who is he?" Qing Yi asked Xiahou Xuan in a low voice.
Xiahou Xuan replied in a low voice, "Fan Tong, the head of the Hundred Beast Martial House."
"No wonder …" Qing Yi was embarrassed. Fan Tong's words were a clear insult to the Xiahou Martial House.
However, he couldn't refute it.
After all, the disciples behind him were all at the same level as Xiahou Xuan, and one of them had even reached the peak of the fifth-grade Wu Huang.
"In the three realms, strength is the only thing that matters. One's level cannot prove anything," Xiahou Yang replied coldly.
"Hahaha, that's true." Fan Tong laughed, then continued, "Even so, no matter how talented one is in battle, do you think the kid behind you can challenge the peak of the fifth-grade Wu Huang?"
After a brief pause, Fan Tong continued, "Headmaster Xiahou, you must know that the inner disciples of Excalibur have all reached the sixth-grade Wu Huang, and one of them is even at the peak of the sixth-grade Wu Huang.
"If your little ones were to encounter them, then …"
"The peak of the sixth-grade Wu Huang?" Qing Yi's expression changed. She never imagined that there would be someone like that among the inner disciples. That was a level that could rival a core disciple of the general alliance!
"Headmaster Xiahou, we've been friends for many years." Immediately after, Fan Tong changed the topic. He deliberately took a few steps forward and said, "We are friends, so I should help them if I can."
"Five million Upper Grade Origin Stones and a Upper Saint Grade Treasure. Once we enter the giant's palace, I will have my disciple protect your disciple until the three of you enter the giant's palace safely. What do you think?"
Xiahou Yang's expression darkened. Qing Yi and Xiahou Xuan couldn't contain their anger either.
Although the Xiahou Martial House was ranked at the bottom of the eighty-four martial houses, they still had their dignity. Now, they actually had to rely on the protection of others to pass through. Wasn't this a humiliation to them?
"Ah, Martial House Lord Xiahou, take a look …" As Fan Tong spoke, he pulled a two meter tall youth to his side and said, "This is our Martial House's Chief Core Disciple, Nong Bu. Just like his name suggests, he's like a bunker. His cultivation base is at the peak of grade five, Wu Huang. Furthermore, he has some friendship with Excalibur's Inner Court Disciple."
"Is the price negotiable? You've come all the way here, don't tell me you don't want to be unable to pass the elimination round? "
"No need." Xia Houyang suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.
"Ah, Manor Lord Xiahou, you …" Just as Fan Tong was about to continue persuading Xia Hou Yang, Xiahou Yang suddenly raised his head and glared at him. Fan Tong couldn't help but swallow the words he was about to say.
"Do you really think that your disciple is stronger than mine?"
Hearing this, Fan Tong suddenly burst into laughter. He pointed at Lin Yun, then at Qing Yi and Xiahou Xuan, and said, "Manor Lord Xiahou, to put it bluntly, with these two early stage grade five Wu Huang, and a grade four Wu Huang dragging you down, do you really think you can pass the elimination round?"
At the same time, the disciples behind Fan Tong also coldly laughed, as if mocking Xiahou Yang for overestimating himself.
"Fan Tong!" Xiahou Yang clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice.
Fan Tong smiled, then waved his hand and turned to leave. Soon after, he turned back and said to Xiahou Yang, "Manor Lord Xiahou, don't lose the face of the entire martial house just for your own sake."
"You know where I live. Before the elimination round, you can come find me. The price is negotiable."
With that, Fan Tong led his disciples into the city.
"This is simply too much!" After Fan Tong and the others walked far away, Xiahou Yang vented his anger and roared.
In the last General Alliance Meeting, three of the Xiahou Martial House's core disciples hadn't even passed the elimination round. This had made Xiahou Yang feel ashamed.
Fan Tong's words just now were obviously meant to provoke him.
"I think this bullsh * t Rice Bucket is doing this on purpose," Qing Yi said, unconvinced.
"There's no need to lower yourself to their level. When the time comes, we can rely on our own strength to pass the elimination round," Xiahou Xuan said with determination.
As for Lin Yun, he watched Fan Tong and the others gradually leave, his face expressionless.
"Let's go to the city to report." A moment later, the crowd arrived at the reporting hall and, under the guidance of the receptionist, returned to their rooms.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye. Xiahou Yang also received notice that there seemed to be a problem with the giant's palace boundary, so the elimination round of the General Alliance Meeting had to be delayed by a day.
The elimination round, which was originally scheduled to start the next day, was delayed to the day after tomorrow.
Regarding this, the crowd didn't have much of a reaction. After all, apart from the General Alliance Meeting, the 84 Martial Houses rarely came to the Sacred Mountain Range.
The Sacred Mountain Range was full of immortal energy. Being able to cultivate here for an extra day made everyone very happy.
The next morning, under the urging of Xiahou Xuan and Qing Yi, Lin Yun went to a restaurant in the Lord Holy City to have a meal.
Anyone who could open a shop in the Lord Holy City must have the support of a big shot.
The restaurant was quite large, with a total of two floors.
However, because there were only a few restaurants in the General Alliance's city, a large number of the General Alliance's inner and outer disciples, as well as the 84 Martial Houses' core disciples, ate here. Even if the restaurant was large, it couldn't accommodate so many people.
Lin Yun and the other two searched for a long time before they found an empty space to eat.
The food they ate was not the beast meat found in the outside world, but some spirit fruits and melons that could only be found in the Sacred Mountain Range.
These rare plants that grew in the Sacred Mountain Range grew in an environment with extremely rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi all year round, and contained a large amount of immortal energy.
Eating it was very beneficial to martial artists. Not only could it strengthen their body, but it could also help martial artists increase their cultivation speed.
Just a single spirit fruit, if placed in the outside world, would be worth a lot.
Moreover, these things couldn't be bought with money.
To be able to live here, even if one didn't cultivate and only ate, as time passed, one would still become much stronger.
Just as the three of them were halfway through their meal, there was a sudden commotion behind them.
"Can you repeat what you just said? How dare you say that the 84 Martial Houses are trash? "
When the three of them looked over, they saw a handsome youth in his twenties jumping up from his seat and glaring at the few people sitting at the table in front of him.
The people at the opposite table were all wearing the same clothes. They all had disdainful smiles on their faces as they looked at the handsome young man.
One of the bald young men suddenly stood up and shouted, "Did I say something wrong? Aren't you all trash from the Martial House Alliance? "
The bald young man was wearing a white sword robe with the word "sword" engraved on his chest. Obviously, he was a disciple of Excalibur.
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