C232 Long Yi's Attitude
C232 Long Yi's Attitude
Dragon roars sounded out in waves. It was as if Loong Yi had arrived on a golden dragon. He was in high spirits, as if he was draped in a brilliant divine glow. It was as if a god had descended upon the world as he appeared in front of everyone.
Elder Lei and the Marquis's Mansion's worshippers landed on the ground. Now that a Martial Lord had appeared, it wasn't their turn to fight anymore.
"Greetings, Dean Long." Han Feng and Han Lei bowed deeply to Loong Yi. The latter smiled indifferently and said, "Both of you have improved. Not bad."
Loong Yi remembered that before he went into seclusion, these two kids were only Spiritual Martial Stage warriors. In the blink of an eye, they had both broken through to the Genuine Martial Stage Level Two and Level Three. Furthermore, it was already considered very good that they could fight Earth Energy Stage god 's favored from other powers.
"Dean, you are flattering me." Both of them smiled humbly. This little bit of strength was still far from enough!
"You came at the right time." Master of the Falling Pavilion's eyes slightly narrowed, "My personal disciple was killed by the students of Hongtian Academy. How should we settle this score?"
"The Falling Pavilion is bullying the weak. Do you think I don't know?" Loong Yi's smile disappeared, and what replaced it was a bone-chilling coldness.
Han Feng knew very well that Loong Yi was extremely kind to these students. But this didn't mean that Loong Yi had a good temper. In the face of the blame from outsiders... Loong Yi was quite tough. Otherwise, he would not be able to take charge of the entire academy.
"I only know that those who died were all disciples of the Falling Pavilion." The Master of the Falling Pavilion asked coldly.
"That's because the disciples of the Falling Pavilion are incompetent!" Loong Yi coldly harrumphed, "A Earth Energy Stage god 's favored. Ke Teng, fight me, the Genuine Martial Stage Level Two Han Feng of the Hongtian Academy. This matter had long been known by everyone. He was dead. It's your disciple who is not capable. If you can't watch it, you will die. At most, we'll fight! "
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. As expected, Dean Loong Yi was a heroic man. He said that the disciples of the Falling Pavilion were useless, but they had already shed all pretenses of cordiality. At most, a battle between Martial Lord warriors would break out.
"If we fight, we won't be able to determine the winner even after three days and three nights." The Master of the Falling Pavilion said. It wasn't that they hadn't fought before, but they had no result. Their utilization and control of their strength were virtually on par with each other. Unless one side had a major breakthrough, there was no meaning in fighting.
"Then what exactly do you want?" Loong Yi asked with an unfriendly expression.
"It's very simple. Hand over Han Feng. Or else, Falling Pavilion and Hongtian Academy... All-out war." The Master of the Falling Pavilion said solemnly. Obviously, it wasn't a joke. It was something that had been discussed by the upper echelons of Falling Pavilion. It was even a decision that had been decided long ago.
"It's because of a Minor Genuine Martial Stage student that the two great Martial Lord Force are going to start a war. The Master of the Falling Pavilion is getting more and more powerful." Loong Yi said unhurriedly.
"This matter concerns the reputation of the Falling Pavilion. I have no choice but to do this." The Master of the Falling Pavilion said indifferently.
"Hehe." A fierce light flashed across Loong Yi's eyes. The Master of the Falling Pavilion's words... In his mind, it was undoubtedly very hypocritical. He was afraid that... The Master of the Falling Pavilion just didn't want Han Feng to grow, even though he was only a Minor Genuine Martial Stage warrior. But judging from the potential that he had shown, his future achievements... The Master of the Falling Pavilion only wanted to kill him in the cradle.
As for the reputation of the Falling Pavilion, it was obviously just some high-sounding words that were not convincing enough.
"If you want to start a war, I, Hongtian Academy, will accompany you." The words of the Master of the Falling Pavilion could not threaten Loong Yi at all. If he handed Han Feng over so easily, it would not be in line with his principles.
A warm feeling immediately surged in Han Feng's heart. Loong Yi, in order to hug him... He didn't even hesitate to start a war with the Falling Pavilion, a full-scale war between two Martial Lord Level powers. It was bound to be a massive war, and there was even a possibility that some Expert of Martial Master Stage would fall.
Although the Hongtian Academy and the Hongtian Academy had been in constant conflict, it hadn't reached the point where a full-scale war was about to break out. It was just a battle between the younger generation disciples. If it really reached this stage... The Expert of Martial Master Stage couldn't sit still any longer.
"Rumor has it that Vice Academy Master Loong Yi is a forthright and loyal person. He loves his students very much. Seeing him today, I knew it. " The Marquis's Mansion's revered elder said, "However, as far as I know, there is more than one Vice Principal in Hongtian Academy. Furthermore, the dean is still here. I'm afraid that the deputy dean won't be able to make the decision of the Hongtian Academy."
Han Feng's heart slightly tightened. Indeed, Loong Yi was only the deputy dean. Although he was determined to protect him, would the dean of Hongtian Academy choose to do the same? Would Loong Yi's actions bring him trouble?
"The dean has entrusted me with the management of Hongtian Academy. Naturally, I can make the decision. Don't worry about me, sir. Besides, if I remember correctly, you are only one of the many reverends of the Marquis's Mansion. I'm afraid that you aren't qualified to participate in this matter." Loong Yi replied forcefully.
"Vice Principal Loong Yi is wrong. Before I left the manor, Lord Marquis had given me the token. He said that I can make a decision on behalf of the Marquis's Mansion. " Every word of the Marquis's Mansion's consecrate carried the word "vice." It was undoubtedly a reminder to Loong Yi not to forget his identity.
"Then, I will represent the Marquis's Mansion in making a statement. If Hongtian Academy doesn't hand over Han Feng, then... In the future, the Marquis's Mansion will definitely join hands with the Falling Pavilion and the Wuyan Palace. Come to the Hongtian Academy and destroy him with my own hands. " The Marquis's Mansion's revered elder said in a flat tone. A hint of pride flashed in the depths of his eyes. It fell into Loong Yi's eyes.
"The three great Martial Lord Force have joined forces to descend upon the Hongtian Academy." Han Feng was incomparably shocked. Such a line-up was absolutely terrifying. With a dozen Martial Lord joining forces, could Hongtian Academy even handle them?
"Little brat, the more you lean on, the better. What's there to be afraid of in the Hongtian Academy?" Loong Yi said righteously, "If the dean is here, I think he will make the same decision as me."
"If we can hand over the students of the academy, then Hongtian Academy will no longer need to continue recruiting students."
"Well said, Loong Yi's courtyard is righteous, Wuya admires it." A hearty laugh was heard, and then a silhouette appeared out of thin air, causing the hearts of the crowd to tremble. There was actually someone who could appear here without making a sound.
Even Loong Yi and the Master of the Falling Pavilion didn't notice this person. They were startled. This person's cultivation level was much higher than theirs.
When one reached the Astral Martial Stage, apart from condensing the Destiny Spirit, they would also be more sensitive to the fluctuations of the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. If there was a flash of spiritual Qi, it wouldn't be able to escape their senses.
However, the appearance of this man still surprised them. It only proved that this man's control of spiritual Qi far exceeded theirs. His realm was higher than theirs.
Only Han Feng revealed a smile when he saw this man. Zhuang Wuya had come.
"Dean Long, this is my uncle." Han Feng introduced.
"Zhuang Wuya, greetings, Dean Loong Yi." Zhuang Wuya bowed slightly, and Loong Yi quickly helped him up, "I am Broken Dragon."
"It's my duty. You are the master of the young master. You should receive the respect of the Gathering Manor." Zhuang Wuya said with a smile. It finally made Loong Yi understand the identity of the person who came.
Loong Yi had heard that in the Wuyan Palace, Han Feng was unable to take Holy Maiden and Lin Shuang away. It was because of the appearance of an Expert of Astral Martial Stage that this matter had proceeded smoothly. However, everyone who had experienced it that day did not say anything. Hence, Loong Yi did not know who it was.
Today, after seeing Zhuang Wuya, Loong Yi guessed that it should be the person from that day.
As for the Gathering Manor, it should be the power behind Han Feng. The Martial Lord Force that had the Old Master Sun Ruoshan in charge. However, Loong Yi was puzzled. Sun Tianwang was the real son of Sun Ruoshan. However, Zhuang Wuya had called Han Feng "young master." What was going on?
As if he had seen through Loong Yi's doubt, Han Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Dean Long, there are some reasons. I will find an opportunity to report them to you."
"It's fine. This is your private matter." Loong Yi waved his hand. According to what he knew, Han Feng came from a small town. Now that he had another identity, there must be some kind of karma. If Han Feng could not tell him, he would not force him.
"Thank you for your understanding, dean." Han Feng thanked him.
"Why are you being so long-winded? Could it be that the Gathering Manor also wants to make things difficult for the Marquis's Mansion?" The eyes of the Marquis's Mansion's revered elder were sharp as he looked at Zhuang Wuya. In his point of view, the Gathering Manor... Even though they had the Expert of Astral Martial Stage, their foundation wasn't deep. Trying to fight the Marquis's Mansion was just wishful thinking.
"Although the Gathering Manor has only been in Tianfeng City for a short period of time, they aren't afraid of any major power. Zhuang alone could face the five Sword Masters of the Iron Sword Mountain alone. If you want to start a war, I am not afraid either. " Zhuang Wuya said in a flat tone, but it shocked many people. One man was able to fight against five Sword Masters. What kind of power was that?
The Sword Masters of Iron Sword Mountain were all Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage warriors. Their combat strength was monstrous. Any one of them would be able to fight five Sword Masters in the Tianfeng City. You can all stand at the top, but Zhuang Wuya... He was definitely a terrifying figure to be able to face five Sword Masters by himself.
Even Han Feng's eyes were filled with respect as he looked at Zhuang Wuya. Of course, he knew why Zhuang Wuya had to face the five sword masters of Iron Sword Mountain. He had heard Sun Tianwang mention that two days ago, the five Sword Masters had arrived at Gathering Manor at the same time. Although they didn't cause any commotion, Zhuang Wuya had a great battle with them. Neither of them had gained anything from the battle.
"Gathering Manor has the same standpoint as Hongtian Academy. If anyone wants to touch my young master, Han Feng... The heavens and the earth, I will kill him." Zhuang Wuya said in a domineering tone. Then, he ignored the ashen expression of the Master of the Falling Pavilion and the Marquis's Mansion's worshippers. He said to Han Feng and Loong Yi, "Let's go back. We are not afraid of those who are weak."
"Alright." Loong Yi smiled. This Zhuang Wuya was even more straightforward and straightforward than him.
A few silhouettes soared into the sky. The strong winds of Death Cliff swept across the place. It was as if they could tear a person apart, but in front of these two Martial Lord warriors... A bright light enveloped them as they flew towards the direction of Hongtian Academy. Only the Master of the Falling Pavilion and the consecrate warrior were left behind as they looked at the corpses lying on the ground. It was as if endless fury was about to erupt...