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Chapter 1543

Words:2068Update:22/07/26 10:15:32

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"Son of Battle, what do you mean?"

Recognizing the other party, Ren Qingyuan's face twitched uncontrollably. He suppressed the anger in his chest and said, "You have to remember who gave you everything you have now. As long as you want, Mingshi Tang can take away everything that belongs to you at any time!"

"Strip everything?"

Turning around, Zheng Yang shook his head and said, "As long as you're happy!"

After saying that, he lightly stepped on the ground and flew in the direction of Zhang Xuan.

"Son of War Zheng Yang, what kind of attitude is that?"

Elder Qu immediately dashed forward to block Zhang Xuan's path. His eyes blazed with rage, and it felt as if he would explode at any moment.

Even though Zhang Xuan had been poisoned previously, as a Nine Star Master Teacher, he had quite a few antidotes on him. On top of that, he had also cultivated his cultivation to a certain extent. As such, he was able to move freely after a moment of recuperation.

"Get out of the way!" Zheng Yang raised his eyelids.

"Audacious! Is this the attitude you should have when speaking to a Nine Stars Great Teacher?"

Elder Qu immediately exploded, his face flushed with anger.

Each of Zhang Xuan's students was more arrogant than the other. The Poison Temple, the soul oracles, and the guild leader of the Spirit Awakener Guild are all things that we can't interfere with, but the Combat Master Hall is a subordinate of Mingshi Tang, so how dare you act so arrogantly here? You are courting death!

"Then what kind of attitude do you want? Kneel? "

Zheng Yang looked over.

"There's no need for you to kneel down. I just want you to know that it's all thanks to Mingshi Tang that you are able to achieve your current strength. You should be grateful and not ruin your own future …"

Elder Qu bellowed, but before he could finish his words, all the hairs on his body stood on end. He saw a spear piercing straight towards him, and the sharp aura it exuded felt like it was trying to grind his Yuan Spirit into dust.

"You …"

Not daring to slow down, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist and whipped out a sword. Ding! With a loud bang, he felt a powerful force colliding with his arm, as though it was trying to shatter all the meridians in his body.

Puff!

The sword flew out of Elder Qu's hand, and he spurted a mouthful of fresh blood. In an instant, he was sent flying. While he was still in the air, he saw the shaft of the spear whipping toward him once more.

He was so frightened that his body shrank back and he hurriedly raised his palms to meet the attack.

Ka-cha! Ka-cha!

Under the tremendous force, both of his arms were directly dislocated. The figure in the air was sent flying like a baseball, crashing straight into the ground, creating a huge crater and covering the ground with dust.

"I gave you face, but you still want to lecture me?"

After sending Elder Qu flying, Zheng Yang casually dusted off his hands and kept his spear, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"Elder Qu …"

"What are you doing?"

Not expecting the young man to send Elder Qu flying without any hesitation, the master teachers in the surroundings flew into a huge commotion. They quickly rushed forward to surround Zhang Xuan, and they felt as if they were on the verge of exploding.

"You want to attack me?"

Seeing them charge over, Zheng Yang didn't panic. Instead, he raised his head and said, "They want to kill your Progeny of Combat. If you don't want to lose your Hall Master, stop them!"

Huala!

As soon as the voice rang out, everyone felt their vision blur. The space around them twisted, and eight old men suddenly appeared before them. All of them radiated powerful killing intent, and it was clear that they had just walked out of a battlefield. They gave off an aura of iron and blood.

Buzz!

The eight old men drew their swords simultaneously, and in an instant, cracks appeared in the space in front of the master teachers.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. When a general is out in the field, it's not wise to obey the orders of the sovereign. It wasn't easy for our Combat Master Hall to produce a Progeny of Combat and a hall master.

An elder swept his gaze across the crowd before speaking loudly.

"They're rebelling, they're really rebelling …"

Upon seeing this sight, Ren Qingyuan felt as if he would explode on the spot. A blazing inferno burned in his chest, threatening to burst forth at any moment.

In the tens of thousands of years since Mingshi Tang's founding, he had always been the one to command respect and admiration from others. There had never been a power who dared to openly oppose him … and yet, not only did he see one today, he even saw four of them at once …

"There's no such thing as rebellion. If Mingshi Tang is right, no one will refute him. However, if he walks down the wrong path, no one will refute him!"

Zheng Yang chuckled softly as he turned his attention away from the 9-star master teachers around him. With a leap, he descended to the ground, and his knees caved in as he kneeled onto the floor.

"Disciple Zheng Yang pays respect to teacher!"

"Stand up!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

He didn't think that in just a few months, Zheng Yang would have grown so much, and his strength had even reached a level that even Zhang Xuan was unable to see through.

"Teacher, I heard that the reason why Mingshi Tang issued an arrest warrant for you is because the members of the Zhang family complained that you used an artifact of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe … May I know if that's true?"

Zheng Yang stood up and looked at Zhang Xuan respectfully.

"That should be the case," Zhang Xuan nodded.

He wasn't too sure why Mingshi Tang would issue an arrest warrant for him, but there was no doubt that it had something to do with the ruckus the Zhang family had caused.

Back then, in order to save Zhao Ya, Zhang Xuan had borrowed Vicious' strength. Perhaps that was the reason why Zhang Xuan had made such a report.

Mingshi Tang had always been wary of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, so there was a good chance that he might have been overly harsh on the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe.

"Teacher, you fought against the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe alone and destroyed an entire Otherworldly Demon Tribe. Yet, instead of rewarding you for your contribution, they even accused you of something insignificant … The Zhang family sure is arrogant! It seems like the title of the number one Sage Clan has really spoiled them over the years! "

Zheng Yang sneered coldly as he clasped his fist and bowed. "Teacher, allow me to exact vengeance for you!"

"Exact vengeance?"

Zhang Xuan knew that his student had a fiery temper, so he nodded. "Don't kill him. Just teach him a lesson!"

"Yes!"

Zheng Yang nodded as he flicked the spear in his hand, causing a deafening buzz to reverberate in the air. Following which, he turned his gaze to the crowd and said, "Ruyan, Lu Chong, the Zhang Clan, the Sanctum of Sages, and the Glacier Plain Court have tried to frame our teacher. Are you willing to join me in avenging our teacher? With our teacher's authority? "

"Of course!"

Wei Ruyan stepped forward.

"Of course!"

Lu Chong also stepped forward.

"Good!"

Zheng Yang chuckled heartily as he raised his eyebrows and said with a cold glint in his eyes, "Zhang Wuheng, not only did you make a move on my teacher, you even issued an order to hunt him down and kill him. I, Zheng Yang, will fight in my teacher's stead today. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Hu la!

After saying those words, he flicked his spear once more, and a series of spatial ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

"You wish to challenge me?"

Not expecting a teenager to challenge him to a duel, Zhang Wuheng's lips twitched as he clenched his fists tightly. "Very well!"

Hong long!

Before Zhang Wuheng could finish his words, a gust of wind suddenly echoed in the air. Raising his head, he saw a plump figure descending from the sky.

Kacha!

Several of his ribs were fractured, and before he could even muster the strength to retaliate, his bottom was smashed into the ground. All that was left of him was half a head, and his teeth fell all over the floor as he spurted large mouthfuls of blood.

"Seniors and juniors, why didn't you call for me if you were going to duel with me?

The owner of the bottom chuckled softly, revealing his pearly white teeth.

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