He Qiao thought that Yan Xize was an ignorant student from some academy and was ready to kick him at any moment. But when he heard Yan Xize's name, his body stiffened. His fellow disciples also looked at each other in dismay.
Did they hear wrongly?
Did this guy just say Northwest Luo City? Yan Qiuci?
Almost at the same time, a message from their teacher, Zhan Ren, was sent to all of them. The content was only three words: Yan Clan.
The short message revealed a sense of haste. He Qiao and the others immediately understood that Zhan Ren was afraid that they would get into a conflict with this youth. Hence, they did not bother to introduce themselves and only used three words to let them know the severity of the situation.
"So it's the Young Master of the Yan Clan. My apologies." He Qiao quickly bowed to Yan Xize. His stern tone was naturally withdrawn.
"Mm." Yan Xize waved his hand casually. He did not lower himself at all. Then, he said nothing and took a few steps forward. In the end, he and Lu Ping stood in front of Little Sister Tang to protect her. It was as if they were saying, "You have to give me an explanation for this."
He Qiao was momentarily stunned.
The six experts were rather domineering, but the prestige of the four great academies was not inferior to them. Relying on his Yan Clan background, he forcefully interfered with the internal affairs of the North Style Academy. Wasn't this a little too out of line? This was not the demeanor of a disciple of the continent's number one aristocratic family. It was more like a spoiled brat from a nouveau riche family.
This … … What should I do?
He Qiao and the others could not do anything about Yan Xize's sudden intrusion. Fortunately, their teacher, Zhan Ren, had arrived at this time. However, he was somewhat puzzled by the confrontation before him. He had received information from his teacher, Song Yuan, that Yan Xize should not be fond of Lu Ping. Why was it that Yan Xize and Lu Ping were standing on one side?
"Young Master Yan, I am Zhan Ren of Merak Peak." Zhan Ren had arrived. His disciple naturally retreated behind him.
"Mm." Yan Xize humphed casually. In front of the seven academicians, he went through the formalities as if he was going through the motions, but in front of a chief disciple, he was spared if he could.
"The North Style Academy's rules are mostly managed by our Merak Peak's disciplinary team." Zhan Ren immediately said.
"Oh, then these guys. This is outrageous. "Yan Xize pointed at He Qiao and the others and began to complain to Zhan Ren.
"They were very obviously partial to the man who, unfortunately, was not cut in half. They even casually labeled me as an accomplice. I also got in their way just now. I almost became an accomplice too, "Yan Xize said.
"How could that be?" Zhan Ren smiled.
"Of course not. After all, I managed to reveal that my father is Yan Qiuci. "Yan Xize said.
In just a few words, Yan Xize had already mentioned Yan Qiu Ci twice. Zhan Ren and the others couldn't do anything about it. They couldn't just accuse Yan Xize like they had done to Lu Ping, could they? In the end, the problem of their double standards was placed on the table. He Qiao and the others' faces turned red.
Zhan Ren turned around and looked at them. But he didn't show much reproach. If he had been in Lu Ping's shoes, he would have surely dragged Lu Ping into the water. But this Yan Xize was too surprising. He had a father with six great experts. Everyone would be courteous to him. In the end, not only did this kid not know how to control himself, he even bluntly relied on this point. He was a typical wastrel. At this moment, Zhan Ren already felt a little sorry for Yan Qiuci's illustrious reputation.
But even though he thought so, he didn't show it on his face. After turning around to look at He Qiao and the others, the expression on his face when he turned back was very calm.
"The disciples that Young Master Yan has criticized are precisely my disciples. I will discipline them well in the future. As for the matter here, I will handle it properly. I hope Young Master Yan can give me some pointers. "Zhan Ren said.
"Alright, I will keep an eye on it." Yan Xize really agreed to meddle in the North Style Academy's affairs.
"You, confiscate all of your Seven Star Badges." Zhan Ren pointed at Sister Tang.
After giving Huang Juan that blow, Sister Tang's body swayed, but she forced herself not to fall. Hearing Zhan Ren's words, she smiled disdainfully and shrugged, "Alright."
Zhan Ren waved his hand, about to take the Seven Star Badges from Sister Tang. In the end, he got nothing. Sister Tang didn't even have a single Seven Star Badge on her.
She originally took the Seven Star Badge that Lu Ping gave her to maintain a state where she couldn't be challenged in the fourth round. But after seeing Huang Juan, she immediately took the Seven Star Badge that Lu Ping gave her. Including the extra Seven Star Badges she had, she gave them all to Lu Ping.
She only kept one Seven Star Badge to challenge Huang Juan, and that was enough. Because she didn't want to win much against Huang Juan, and didn't even think about winning. What she wanted to do was to take back the Dragon Tongue Sword from Huang Juan. And this would be a very painful lesson for Huang Juan.
She did it.
That was why Sister Tang had no regrets. She gave the last Seven Star Badge to Zhan Ren after admitting defeat. Not to mention that she didn't even have a single one, even if she had ten or a hundred, Zhan Ren could confiscate them if he wanted to. Why would Sister Tang care?
Zhan Ren's punishment came to nothing, and he felt vexed. Of course, Sister Tang's punishment could be more than this, but even if it was more severe, what else could he do? Sister Tang had taken the initiative to move to the five academies. She had already made up her mind to leave the North Style Academy. Even if he expelled her from the academy, it would be an unnecessary move.
At this moment, Huang Juan actually struggled to stand up from the pool of blood.
A wound ran down from the center of his eyebrows.
Because it wasn't the blade of a sword, but the power of Sister Tang's Tailwind ability, this wound didn't seem to be caused by a sharp weapon, but rather by a heavy object. Starting from the center of his eyebrows, Huang Juan's nose, chin, and sternum were broken in many places, but it wasn't fatal. Huang Juan was also very stubborn about the Dragontongue Sword. After being heavily injured for a moment, he actually stood up again and stared at Sister Tang with his ruined face.
"Give me back my sword!" He still firmly believed that the Dragontongue Sword was his.
"Don't even think about it." Sister Tang sneered.
Zhan Ren immediately found a way to hit Sister Tang's sore spot. He said coldly, "Return the divine weapon you snatched to Huang Juan."
This punishment was extremely reasonable from the perspective of returning the item to its original owner. As for whether the Dragontongue Sword should belong to Huang Juan or not, Sister Tang's stubbornness couldn't even be discussed.
When Sister Tang heard Zhan Ren's request, her complexion immediately changed. But she quickly said resolutely, "Only if I die."
She was already prepared to do anything for this. But what made her sad was that even if she didn't hesitate to die, so what? After she died, the Dragontongue Sword would eventually be taken back by Huang Juan. This shameless senior didn't even get the slightest bit of punishment.
Or should I give the sword back to Lu Ping?
Sister Tang suddenly had this thought, but she immediately rejected it. Lu Ping had already caused enough trouble. How could she push him further into the vortex?
But at this moment, Lu Ping tilted his head to look at Yan Xize.
"Can you help her hold this sword?"
"Ah?" Yan Xize was stunned.
"I'll find a chance to return it to her in the future." Lu Ping said.
"Oh?" Yan Xize was still stunned.
Lu Ping had already turned around to look at Sister Tang. "Give the sword to him."
Give it to him?
Sister Tang was also a little stunned. But then she realized that this was a really good decision. It was a decision she was very happy to see. As for whether Yan Xize would return the Dragontongue Sword to her, she didn't care. She had no intention of coveting the divine weapon at all. She just couldn't accept that her master's beloved divine weapon had ended up in the hands of the heartless and shameless Huang Juan.
With this thought, Sister Tang had already handed the Dragontongue Sword over. Yan Xize had already received it in a daze.
Zhan Ren, Huang Juan, He Qiao … …
Everyone was dumbfounded. No one had thought that there would be such a move. No one could stop it.
But this Yan Xize, he actually accepted it. Didn't this idiot know that he was being used?
Yan Xize clearly hadn't come back to his senses. He held the Dragontongue Sword that Sister Tang had given him and was stunned for a while. Under the expectant gazes of Zhan Ren, Huang Juan, and the others, he asked Lu Ping a question.
"What if I don't return it to you?"
"Then I'll snatch it back," Lu Ping said.
"You're really daring. You even dare to snatch it from me?" Yan Xize said.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Lu Ping said.
"But why should I help you protect this sword?" Yan Xize said.
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