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    Although Elder Pang, wearing yellow robes, came forward to mediate, Liang Ting still wanted to cause trouble for Qin Xuan.

    After all, he came there for that very reason.

    Yang Yun, whom he mentioned, was his top disciple, a peak master at the ninth level of the Palace of Dao Realm, just one step away from becoming a Grotto-Heaven Realm Colossus.

    So, he proposed letting Yang Yun have a competition with Qin Xuan.

    He wanted to test Qin Xuan’s strength and to crush Qin Xuan’s confidence hard!

    “Senior brother Yang Yun? He is Liang Ting’s top disciple, a peak master at the ninth level of the Palace of Dao Realm!”

    “Yes! And Senior brother Yang Yun is about to become a Deacon soon. Why let him compete with a new guy?”

    “Even though that guy in white acted a bit arrogant, Elder Liang’s move was out of line too. Isn’t it obvious he wants to teach that new guy in white a lesson?”

    After Liang Ting’s words, the disciples outside the Elder Hall gates started discussing again.

    After all, letting Yang Yun, such a strong disciple who was almost promoted to a Deacon, compete with a new Holy Land disciple was really too much.

    “Don’t worry, this is just to test the kid’s strength!”

    “Besides, with Yang Yun’s level and power, he knows how to hold back, so there’s no fear of hurting the kid!”

    Liang Ting narrowed his eyes at Qin Xuan and said, as if Qin Xuan looked like prey before him.

    “Three Elders, what do you think?”

    Liang Ting then turned to the three Elders and asked.

    Among the three Elders, the one who had stayed silent except for being shocked by Qin Xuan’s Sword Intent exposure still chose not to speak.

    Gu Xianghan closed his eyes to rest when he heard this.

    He already said he wouldn’t shelter Qin Xuan, so naturally he wouldn’t interfere in this matter.

    Only Elder Pang looked hesitant, thinking about how to handle the issue.

    However, before the three Elders could reply, Qin Xuan spoke up impatiently.

    “If we’re competing, hurry up and get your disciple over here! Stop wasting time!”

    Just now, Qin Xuan heard the disciples outside the hall gates talking, and learned that Yang Yun was Liang Ting’s top disciple.

    So, since he couldn’t kill that old dog Liang Ting today, he decided to beat his top disciple up to vent his anger!

    “Whoa! Wow! Is this new guy crazy? Didn’t he hear what we said earlier?”

    “Exactly! Senior brother Yang Yun is a ninth-level Palace of Dao Realm master! How dare he say that!”

    “I just want to know, is he always that bold?”

    “Hah! A country bumpkin from some remote place probably never saw a ninth-level Palace of Dao Realm expert. He must be brave because he doesn’t know any better!”

    Qin Xuan’s impatient words sounded like nonsense to the disciples outside the hall gates; they thought Qin Xuan knew nothing.

    They believed he didn’t realize how scary Yang Yun’s power was, and that’s why he said it.

    “Good, good, good! The three Elders all heard that! It was his own idea!”

    Liang Ting was overjoyed upon hearing this; he didn’t expect Qin Xuan to agree so easily.

    Now that Qin Xuan himself had spoken, the three Elders and Hai Bonan couldn’t say more either.

    So, they let Liang Ting summon Yang Yun to have a competition with Qin Xuan.

    Yang Yun, learning the news, walked gracefully and very gently into the Elder Hall.

    Because he saw Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu behind Qin Xuan.

    The two girls’ stunningly beautiful faces hit him right in the heart.

    Especially Jiang Fangmu’s pair of long, slender, and fair legs, which made it hard for him to look away.

    “Master!”

    After entering the hall, Yang Yun reluctantly tore his gaze from the legs, stepped forward, and paid respects to Liang Ting.

    Liang Ting nodded at this, then told Yang Yun about the competition plan.

    Upon hearing he’d get to guide a newbie in front of two beauties, Yang Yun’s eyes sparkled instantly.

    Since the two beauties seemed close to this new guy, Yang Yun suddenly felt hostile toward Qin Xuan.

    “Master, don’t worry! I will guide Junior Brother Qin Xuan well!”

    Yang Yun flicked his hair in what he thought was a gentle, handsome way, but it came off as vain and full of charm.

    As Yang Yun, who was about to become a Holy Land Deacon, this was his proudest time ever.

    If he could win over Jiang Fangmu’s fine legs with his great charm this time, it would really be the peak of his life!

    “This newly arrived Junior Brother Qin Xuan, shall we?”

    After daydreaming a bit, Yang Yun walked up to Qin Xuan and said.

    Looking at Yang Yun and his silly hair-flipping, which was as funny as a monkey flirting with a mate, even Qin Xuan couldn’t help but grin.

    Such a clumsy, vain guy made Qin Xuan almost feel sorry for hitting him.

    However, when Qin Xuan remembered him sneaking peeks at Jiang Fangmu’s legs, he decided to give this dandy a harsh lesson.

    Thinking this, Qin Xuan stepped forward.

    Just then, Yang Yun across from him suddenly spoke to stop Qin Xuan.

    “Wait! Junior brother Qin Xuan, you just got here, so you probably don’t have a good weapon yet!”

    “Senior brother here has a top-grade Heaven level Spiritual Artifact sword, so I’ll lend it to you for now!”

    “Otherwise, I’m worried you won’t show your full strength, and this guidance game won’t be fair!”

    After saying this, Yang Yun pulled out a sword glowing with spiritual light.

    This sight made the disciples outside the hall gates look envious.

    Top-grade Heaven level Spiritual Artifacts were some of the most valued weapons among Palace of Dao Realm disciples in the Holy Land!

    After all, perfect-quality Heaven level Spiritual Artifacts were very rare, so top-grade ones were already as good as it gets!

    “Wow, Senior brother Yang Yun really deserves his coming Deacon promotion! He even owns a top-grade Heaven level Spiritual Artifact!”

    “Right! A top-grade Heaven level Spiritual Artifact? Even if my contribution points were ten times higher, I couldn’t afford to trade for that!”

    “Senior brother Yang Yun is truly rich!”

    Hearing the disciples’ impressed words, Yang Yun smiled proudly.

    It was like he was saying: Country bumpkin, never seen such a high-level Spiritual Artifact, have you?

    He also kept glancing at the long legs and Jiang Fangmu’s pretty face.

    Hey girl, what’s it take to win you over?

    Upon hearing this, Hai Bonan couldn’t hold back his laughter.

    “Snort!”

    “Rude! Hai Bonan, why are you laughing for no reason?”

    From Hai Bonan’s laugh, Liang Ting detected a hint of mockery and scolded him.

    “Sorry, I am naturally fond of laughing—it slipped out!”

    Hai Bonan unexpectedly didn’t snap back at Liang Ting and even apologized, which left Liang Ting puzzled.

    “Pfft! Hmph!”

    Next, behind Qin Xuan, the two girls couldn’t help but giggle and sneer too.

    “Rude! Why are you laughing?”

    Hearing Su Nianshuang and Jiang Fangmu laugh just like Hai Bonan, a feeling of being mocked built up inside Liang Ting again.

    “Ah… Sorry, we also suddenly thought of some really funny things!”

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