This burst of sword qi carried a majestic aura that seemed to defy the laws of time. It flew from afar, and it abruptly appeared right before the Zhang Xuan puppet.
The power that the latter had accumulated to its peak was like a clay ox that had sunk into the sea under this move. It had no effect at all.
"It's an expert!"
Wang Ying narrowed his eyes in astonishment. He quickly turned his gaze in the direction where the sword qi had come from, and the spear in Zheng Yang's hand was also trembling, as if it would be shot at any moment.
To be able to deflect the attack of Wang Ying's celestial puppet with a burst of sword qi from such a long distance away, the other party's strength was probably on par with Ren Qingyuan. In fact, in terms of swordsmanship, the other party might even be superior.
"It's the Speed Quintessence!"
Zhang Xuan, who was in the midst of reconstructing his meridians, nodded in realization. "It should be the head of the Zhang clan, the father of the young prodigy, Heung Kensei!"
He had studied the other party's swordsmanship, so he knew the profundities behind it. To be able to control his sword qi to such a fine degree over such a long distance, it was likely that only the head of the Zhang clan, the legendary Heung Kensei, was capable of such a feat.
"That fellow hasn't been around all this while. Since he's here, I should take a look to see if he's as powerful as the rumors say!"
Zhang Xuan thought with a smile.
He had paid a visit to the Zhang clan, but the deputy clan head had not appeared at all. In fact, he had even arranged a duel with the other party, but the other party was nowhere to be seen. Who could have thought that he would meet him here?
Since that was the case, it would be a good opportunity for him to test his strength and teach the other party a lesson. At the same time, if he wanted his son to marry Lozosy, he would have to get through him first!
Hula!
Barely after Zhang Xuan finished his thoughts, the space before him suddenly rippled, and two figures abruptly appeared. They were a man and a woman, the Xingmeng Sword Saints.
The two of them had been heading in another direction, but as soon as they received Yang shi's message, they immediately rushed over.
"Clan head!"
Upon seeing them, Zhang Wuheng immediately rushed over with a reddened face.
"First Elder, what's wrong?"
Heung Kensei's eyelids twitched.
Their Zhang family was known as the number one family on the Master Teacher Continent. Even Mingshi Tang would have to give them some face. Yet, the First Elder of the Zhang family was beaten up so badly that his head was swollen like a pig's head. Just who in the world did this?
"It's that Zhang Xuan and his students!"
With gritted teeth, Zhang Wuheng said, "Clan head, you must redress my grievances this time. Otherwise, where will the dignity of the Zhang family go? If we don't deal with this matter properly, we'll become the laughingstock of the entire Master Teacher Continent!"
"Zhang Xuan?"
Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Sword Saint Meng quickly turned her gaze over, only to see the young man raising his head to look at her. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
"He must be, there's no mistake …"
He hurriedly sent a telepathic message over.
As a mother, she had a special feeling that the young man she had met for the first time definitely had a special relationship with her.
Fearing that Sword Saint Meng would lose her composure, Heung Kensei quickly grabbed her hand and said, "There's no need to panic. Since you've already met him, things should be much simpler now."
While he had no idea what had happened earlier, given how Mingshi Tang had so many experts surrounding him and how the First Elder had been pummeled to such a state, there was no doubt that Zhang Xuan wielded incredible strength.
It was one thing if Zhang Xuan was his son, but if he was not, wouldn't it be extremely awkward for him to run over to acknowledge him?
It was already embarrassing enough that the Zhang family had been reduced to such a state. If they were to make another mistake, they would really be doomed.
"I'll definitely be able to recognize my son. Even though he has grown up, my blood and flesh still flow in his veins …"
Understanding her husband's concerns, Sword Saint Meng gritted her teeth.
"I know how you feel. He's your son, and he's also my son. You might be agitated, but I'm feeling the same way as well. However, the more we get to this point, the more we have to calm down. Isn't there a crimson birthmark on our son's bottom? I'll find an excuse to ask him about it later on. As long as I can verify it, we'll acknowledge him right away! "
Heung Kensei said as he clasped his wife's hand tightly.
While his son was an Innate Saint, he had only been an infant when he left the Zhang Clan. Even if the person before him was Zhang Xuan, the difference in their soul aura, cultivation technique, and growth trajectory was still impossible to identify.
The only thing that could be identified was the birthmark.
As long as one was alive, one's physical body would never change.
"Alright!"
Knowing that Zhang Xuan's words made sense, Sword Saint Meng nodded.
"You are the head of the Zhang family? You have come at a good time. Junior Yuan Tao, you have injured your First Elder, so I haven't had a chance to make a move yet. May I know if you dare to fight me? "
Seeing how the head of the Zhang family had been muttering to himself ever since he arrived, Zheng Yang's eyebrows shot up as he stepped forward.
"This is Zhang Xuan's student, the Progeny of Combat of the Combat Master Hall, as well as the next head of the Combat Master Hall, Zheng Yang!"
Seeing that Heung Kensei had no idea who he was, Zhang Wuheng hurriedly explained.
"So, it's the Progeny of Combat of Zheng Yang. I have long heard of your name, but I didn't think that you would be Zhang Zhang Shi's student!"
Heung Kensei clasped his fist and said, "There's no need to waste your breath.
I'm asking you whether you want to have a duel or not. Your Zhang family has humiliated my teacher, and the First Elder of the Combat Master Hall has escaped with his injuries. He hasn't even apologized yet, so if you don't wish to have a duel with my teacher, that's fine too.
Zheng Yang raised his spear and looked at Zhang Wuheng haughtily.
While the other party was an expert who had made his name many years ago, as the Progeny of Combat, he possessed the Will of Invincibility. No matter who the other party was, he did not fear them at all.
Since he was here to exact vengeance for his teacher, he was going to beat the three powers into submission. No matter who it was, he would leave them with nothing to say.
"I don't mind having a duel with you, but …"
Heung Kensei smiled. "I have an appointment with your teacher for a duel, but we haven't had the chance to carry it out yet. Since we have met, I would like to settle this matter first before having a duel with you!"
"Teacher's noble body isn't something that anyone can compete with just because they want to. If you can get past me first, I'll have nothing to say if you wish to challenge my teacher. But if you can't … you should just apologize obediently! "
Zheng Yang said with a frown.
"Hehe, your words do make sense. It's understandable for a student to stand up for his teacher, but … the grudge between the Zhang Clan and the Zhang Clan was caused by your teacher, so it's best for him to resolve the matter personally. As his student, don't you think that you're overstepping your bounds by acting on his behalf? This way, everyone will know that you are Zheng Yang, the Progeny of Zheng Zhanzi, but not Zhang Xuan, Zhang Shi. Even if they do, they will just say that you have accepted a good student despite your mediocre cultivation … That won't be good, right? "
Heung Kensei said with a smile.
"This …"
Zheng Yang's body stiffened, and he was rendered speechless.
He had only wanted to stand up for his teacher, but he didn't think that things would go this far.
However, the other party was right. His teacher was his teacher. While it might seem as if he was protecting his teacher, he was actually ruining his teacher's reputation. This would make others think that his teacher was a weakling who relied on his student to resolve his problems.
"Teacher, I …"
Understanding this, Zhang Xuan hurriedly turned his gaze to Zhang Xuan, only to see the latter smiling faintly. "You should back down. I do have an appointment with the head of the Zhang family. Since he wants to have a duel with me, I'll gladly oblige!"
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