C275 They're All Trash
C275 They're All Trash
However, Mu Lieh, who had come to challenge him, had a trace of respect on his face.
"Ye Ziheng, I want to challenge you!"
Ye Ziheng looked at Mu Lieh, who was challenging him to a duel.
Mu Lieh was 1.9 meters tall, and he was taller than Ye Ziheng. He was tall and strong, and his voice was rough. Unfortunately, his chin lacked the mark of a man. Furthermore, he had to be thick, like a ball. If that was the case, it would be perfect.
"Is he here?"
Ye Ziheng looked at the unfriendly gazes of the surrounding people and was somewhat afraid. If Mu Lieh knocked him down later, would a group of people rush up and kick him a few times? And then, one of them accidentally killed a genius of his generation in a stampede. That would be too cowardly.
Mu Lieh looked at the people around him and pondered for a while.
"Alright, then let's go to the Martial Arts Hall and have a competition."
After saying that, he led Ye Ziheng to the Martial Training Hall.
Those disciples who were watching the show and did not mind the bigger picture also followed.
A few minutes later, Mu Lieh and Ye Ziheng walked to the Martial Training Hall and went up to the fighting stage. The audience below the stage was full of disciples who came to join in the fun. There were more people than before downstairs of the refining hall. There were more than two hundred people.
Mu Lieh saw that Ye Ziheng didn't start the fight directly, but shouted loudly.
"Ye Ziheng, I challenge you. Are you convinced?"
Ye Ziheng looked at him and said with an indifferent expression.
"If you want to fight, so be it. There's no need to be unconvinced. It's only a matter of winning or losing in the end."
After saying that, he held the Profound Iron Staff with both hands, looking eager to give it a try.
However, Mu Lieh didn't think that way. The mission Qin Feng gave him was to make him arouse the anger of all the disciples. He wanted to stir up the dissatisfaction of all the disciples towards Ye Ziheng, not just to beat Ye Ziheng up.
"Don't you want to know why I want to challenge you?"
Mu Lieh shouted.
Ye Ziheng was about to say it was because of Master, but before he could say it, he suddenly thought of another problem.
Didn't he want to provoke the disciples of Heavenly Star Sect and let them challenge him to complete his mission?
Therefore, Ye Ziheng instantly realized something. A wicked smile appeared on his face as he looked at Mu Lieh.
"In order to prove your incompetence and these useless people below, only a Fifth-grade Stage warrior can defeat a Third-grade Stage warrior?"
Ye Ziheng said, his tone full of ridicule.
As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately aroused the fury of the crowd.
"F * ck, you two are fighting, why did you drag this matter onto us?!"
"That's right, are you f * cking sick? Why are you talking about us when you have nothing better to do?"
"Don't think that we won't dare to hit you just because Master is protecting you. If you really push us too hard, we might hang you up and beat you up."
...
All the disciples were cursing loudly.
When Ye Ziheng saw this scene, a faint smile appeared on his face. He felt that it was time for him to make up for his mistake. So, he turned his head to the crowd and said.
"I'm sorry, I think you all misunderstood what I meant. I'm not targeting the people below, I'm calling you all trash. I just want to say, apart from the true disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect... The other disciples are a bunch of trash."