Chapter 1245
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"This guy is pretty tough. With just the cultivation of the eighth level of the Divine Sea Realm, he actually dares to resist Yang Yunfeng's Spiritual Sense!"
Seeing this, many young elites who were watching the show had a surprised expression, but it also became somewhat interesting.
Although the Spiritual Sense released by Yang Yunfeng was not very powerful, he was still the eldest senior brother of the Sky Hall. Hence, there was a deep meaning behind it. If Yang Yunfeng resisted, it would mean that he wanted to shed all pretense of cordiality with the other party.
They originally thought that Long Bufan would choose to avoid the edge, or yield to the Spiritual Sense to break through the True Origin Protection and let it explore his body. However, Long Bufan unexpectedly destroyed it forcefully.
"The Hundred Sect Champion has some arrogance."
"Hmph, rather than arrogance, it's better to say that he's stupid. He just entered the Sky Hall and offended Yang Yunfeng, who has the highest position in the Sky Hall. He's tired of living."
"Yeah, a disciple from a small sect. Firstly, he has no background. Secondly, he has no strength. This guy is really impulsive. This time, he offended Yang Yunfeng. He will have a hard time in the future. "
In the whispers, gazes of pity also gathered on Long Bufan. However, most of this pity was with the mentality of gloating.
Long Bufan turned a blind eye to the strange gazes around him. He raised his head and fearlessly looked at Yang Yunfeng, who was standing in front of the hall. The two sharp gazes collided in the void, and the air suddenly began to be filled with a thick smell of gunpowder.
Yang Yunfeng's expression was indifferent as he glanced at Long Bufan. After which, he withdrew his gaze as though nothing had happened. However, a voice that was filled with provocation sounded out in Long Bufan's mind, "Brat, I will remember you. If there is an opportunity, I am quite interested in sparring with you, the so-called Hundred Sect Champion."
"Anytime." Long Bufan's mouth revealed a trace of coldness as he also sent a sound transmission.
Just then, the white-robed old Palace Master of the Sky Hall finally spoke slowly, "Feng 'er, don't be rude."
Yang Yunfeng lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "Yes, Grandfather."
Hearing this form of address, the old palace master's gentle expression suddenly became a little stern. He cried out in a deep voice, "How many times have I told you, as long as we are in the Shrine Pavilion, you are not allowed to call me grandfather! You must address me as Hall Master like everyone else!! "
Yang Yunfeng was slightly startled, then hurriedly nodded in agreement. He secretly swallowed his saliva and resentfully said in his heart, "Grandfather is always so clear about public and private matters. Isn't it just a title? Even if I call him Hall Master, it won't cut off our blood ties."
With the exception of Long Bufan, everyone present was a resident of the island. Everyone was naturally aware of the relationship between Yang Yunfeng and the old palace master in white robes. Hence, they were not too surprised by this.
The pitiful gazes that they had cast at Long Bufan earlier were due to the fact that Yang Yunfeng had the backing of such an esteemed grandfather. Offending him was equivalent to offending a hall master of the Sky Hall.
"So they are grandfather and grandson. No wonder he is so arrogant." Long Bufan's heart sank a little. However, when he swept his gaze towards the old palace master, he saw that the latter's face was filled with righteousness. He did not seem like an extremely protective old man.
"Today's Hall Competition is very simple. There are only three stages. The first stage will test your affinity with the laws and concepts. The second stage will test your martial heart and the third stage will test your combat strength. Finally, we will give you a comprehensive evaluation based on the results of these three stages. Those who score higher will be able to obtain the cultivation resources of a Sky Hall disciple in advance, in addition to ten Star Pills."
When the old palace master announced the three stages of the Hall Competition, the eyes of almost all the young elites present lit up at the same time. They were all one in a million geniuses and had absolute confidence in these three stages.
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