Obviously, the strength of this old man Zhuo is much higher than that of Teng Ziming, otherwise he would not have torn apart the blocked space set by Teng Ziming like this.
"Brother Zhuo, what are you..." Teng Ziming's eyes seemed a little surprised, because Mr. Zhuo promised himself that he would never interfere in his private affairs. This is why he repeatedly emphasized that this matter is a private matter. The purpose was to prevent Old Man Zhuo from intervening in this matter.
However, he miscalculated Mr. Zhuo after all, because Mr. Zhuo promised not to take action, but he finally took action.
"Is the private matter you are talking about interfering in the martial arts association?" Old Man Zhuo's face gradually showed anger, because he felt that he seemed to have been deceived, and this Teng Ziming actually treated him like a monkey.
This is something that Old Man Zhuo cannot accept. The most important thing is that if Teng Ziming really kills Yang Ning, then the majesty of the Red Lotus Dynasty will no longer exist, and it will even cause Liangzhou City to be hostile to the Red Lotus Dynasty. This was not Mr. Zhuo's original intention.
Although the Red Lotus Dynasty is known as one of the four great dynasties in the Western Wilderness, due to its weakness over the years, the Red Lotus Dynasty is far less than it used to be. Therefore, His Majesty the Red Lotus Dynasty pays special attention to the selection of the Martial Arts Association and the cultivation of geniuses. , a genius whose sword bones have gradually matured, this is also a rare genius, and Teng Ziming must not be killed here. Mr. Zhuo is the person whom His Majesty trusts most, otherwise he would not have served as the selector for three consecutive martial arts tournaments.
"I..." Teng Ziming, who was pressed by Elder Zhuo for a moment, didn't know how to answer. Although he seemed to be the selector of the martial arts association this time, it was Elder Zhuo who could really make the decision, and this Elder Zhuo, However, it would be unwise to offend His Majesty's former celebrity, but his nephew was killed. This is a big hatred, and he cannot give up just now.
"Why, you still don't know how to repent?" Old Man Zhuo exuded a fierce aura, locking Teng Ziming, as if Teng Ziming would be furious if he made any rash move.
"Yes, Ziming knows he is wrong." Teng Ziming said hurriedly. Seeing Mr. Zhuo defending Yang Ning so much, he could only hide his hatred in his heart.
"Apologise!" Old Man Zhuo ordered.
"..." Teng Ziming was speechless. He was already a strong mountaineer in the mountaineering realm. Although he was only in the first level, he was still a strong mountaineer in the mountaineering realm. Didn't he have face?
But Old Man Zhuo's eyes were firm and he didn't give Teng Ziming a chance at all.
"What? What do you want?" Old Man Zhuo's words were filled with warmth and anger.
Although targeting Teng Ziming was not Mr. Zhuo's original intention, the Red Lotus Dynasty cannot lose face. You must know that this is a martial arts club that is well known to the world. If Teng Ziming makes trouble, the martial arts club will become a joke among people all over the world. Then the gain outweighs the loss.
"Brother Zhuo, I..." Teng Ziming was confused, but he didn't dare to disobey what Mr. Zhuo meant.
Teng Ziming could only lower his head, but the moment he lowered his head, the face that was slightly stained by age was filled with hatred.
Teng Ziming's hatred did not come from his nephew Tengchong's great hatred, but from the oppression of old man Zhuo, and this hatred was naturally attributed to Yang Ning.
Maybe he can't murder Yang Ning on the surface, but he can secretly.
How could a cultivator who was only at the beginning of the eighth level of the mountain-building realm withstand the revenge of a strong mountain-climbing realm, not to mention that his cultivation level was not very strong. Wouldn't it be so easy to kill him yourself?
Teng Ziming already had an idea, but it was somewhat shocking for a strong mountaineer to apologize to a practitioner who was only at the eighth level of mountain building.
Although Yang Ning was not popular in Liangzhou City, Teng Ziming rashly attacked a person who participated in the martial arts meeting. This was not a good thing. After all, they are all the same kind of people, and no one can say for sure that if they offend anyone, they will be retaliated against. As the saying goes, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. No one can guarantee whether such a person will be angry with him.
The mind of a strong person is the most difficult to fathom.
Just like Mr. Zhuo, he clearly promised that he would not interfere in Teng Ziming's personal affairs, but in the end he still took action, even at the cost of offending Teng Ziming.
"Apologise!" Old Man Zhuo emphasized again.
"Yes!" Teng Ziming could only accept his fate.
"Yang Ning, I'm sorry." Teng Ziming could only admit his mistake.
Yang Ning didn't say anything. As for whether to forgive or not, it didn't matter anymore.
For such a strong man, if Yang Ning really accepted the apology, I am afraid that Yang Ning would be completely hostile to him. However, Yang Ning still nodded unexpectedly and said: "Senior, in fact, you don't need to apologize to me. You should apologize to us." Everyone apologizes. We should apologize to all the geniuses who participated in the martial arts conference this time. We should apologize to the martial arts conference." The purpose of Yang Ning's doing this is also very simple, which is to expand the hatred in Teng Ziming's heart. Only in this way can he let Teng Ziming would not regret himself too much.
It's a pity that Yang Ning still underestimated Teng Ziming's broad mind.
There was viciousness in his eyes, and all the hatred was attributed to Yang Ning alone.
"Do as he says." Old Man Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up, because Yang Ning's statement was not a bad idea. As for Teng Ziming, Old Man Zhuo had no good impression of him at all, although this time he was a member of the Martial Arts Association. However, Mr. Zhuo has decided that after returning this time, His Majesty will never let this person be reused again.
Teng Ziming's fate has been decided by Mr. Zhuo with just one look.
"Yes." Teng Ziming just wanted to end this embarrassing farce quickly.
However, the hatred in Teng Ziming's heart was filled with the addition of Old Man Zhuo.
"As the selector of the Martial Arts Association, I, Teng Ziming, was blinded by hatred. I apologize to everyone again today and ask for your forgiveness. I promise you that this kind of thing will never happen in the future."
Teng Ziming's attitude was very low, and he seemed to have really realized his mistake.
Yang Ning didn't say much. For such a strong man to be able to lower his profile like this, he had to admit that Teng Ziming's thoughts were deep enough.
"I hope so." Old Man Zhuo said lightly, and then gave Teng Ziming a look, indicating that he should follow him back to the flying boat.
Naturally, Teng Ziming couldn't disobey Old Man Zhuo's wishes, so he could only follow Old Man Zhuo to the flying boat in despair.
Yang Zhen and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. A big man in the mountaineering realm was absolutely irresistible to them with their current strength. Fortunately, the old man took action, otherwise...
There were already rollers of sweat on Yang Pi's face.
"It's so scary..." Even though the hero has strong swordsmanship, he still can't help but be afraid after seeing the strength of a strong mountaineer.
"It seems that our strength is still not enough..." Yang Pi looked at the flying boat, his face was solemn.
Yang Ning beheaded Tengchong, but was this wrong? No, Yang Pi doesn't think this is a mistake. Under the same circumstances, he believes that he will be more direct than Yang Ning. If he wants to hate, he can only hate that he is not strong enough.
Yang Pi's hand holding the knife tightened.
The martial arts will continue.
The battle for the top 24 kicked off here after a worrying farce.
The next step is to select 24 people from the top 32. Compared with the previous round, this time is not very cruel, but the remaining ones are all the best among geniuses and the best among the strong. Strong.
It will be extremely difficult to win a game.
On the first stage, a name appeared.
"Yang Zhen, Longxiang."
Immediately, bursts of discussion began to come from around.
"It's about to begin..."
"Among the top twenty-four, they are all the real leaders..."
"Miao Valley Saint, Blue Tyrant Body, this battle is really worth watching..."
The farce just now seems to have passed in everyone's mind, and the most concerned thing is the battle in front of them.
Although the saints of Miao Valley in the past were not outstanding, as saints, their cultivation was naturally extraordinary.
A gorgeous figure flew directly onto the ring after the name appeared.
"You have already lost once, I hope you can take care of yourself." Just as Saint Ronxiang was about to enter the ring, the voice of the Holy Son suddenly came from in front of her.
"You don't need to care about my affairs." Ronxiang's voice was not pleasant at all.
"Care?" Shengzi said again: "I just don't want you to embarrass me, Miao Gu."
"Hmph!" Renxiang snorted coldly, stood up and flew away, leaving behind the angry low voice of the Holy Son.
Yang Zhen saw his name appear and glanced at Yang Ning, but after seeing his opponent's name, his face was slightly shocked.
Because this person is not unfamiliar to him. Although he did not face off against the saint Ronxiang last time, his strength has to be said to be very strong, but in Yang Zhen's opinion, it is not worthy of being taken seriously.
"Yang Zhen, don't be careless." Yang Ning understood that in fact, the last time she faced off against Longxiang, the opponent did not use her full strength, and this saint's talent was extremely abnormal. Even at the time, Yang Ning felt that it was impossible. The feeling of enemy.
Moreover, the opponent comes from Miao Valley. This kind of force that has been passed down for many years has its own trump card, but Yang Ning did not force it out last time, so Yang Ning had to think deeply.
"Yes!" Seeing Yang Ning's solemn eyes, Yang Zhen knew that he should be more cautious.
"Really, be careful..." Qin Ningyi still asked caringly.
"I will." Yang Zhen flew directly onto the ring.
Looking at the gorgeous figure, Yang Ning still saw some clues, because the opponent's strength has actually reached the peak of the eighth level of the Mountain Building Realm, and may break through the ninth level at any time. His terrifying talent is really admirable.
"Rongxiang." Ronxiang's mood did not seem to have any sequelae caused by the Holy Son's targeting, and he remained calm.
"Yang Zhen." Yang Zhen also introduced himself. The power of the divine body had begun to flow on the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand.
Wushuang and Ba Ba started to wrap up toward Ronxiang.
"So overbearing..." Ruan Xiang was still wearing a veil and couldn't see her true face clearly, but a pair of jade hands began to move, and began to issue seals in disobedience. A halo gradually appeared around her body, protecting her tightly.
"Are you overbearing? I will let you see that I am even more overbearing." Yang Zhen waved his Fangtian painted halberd, and the golden and red power surged towards Ronxiang like a tide.
Wushuang's aura spread, and Yang Zhen showed no mercy at all. He launched a fierce attack on the saint Ronxiang.
"The dance sequence..."
Ronxiang's body began to gradually become illusory. Compared with the time in the Fengwang Palace, this overture of Ronxiang's broken dance was even more superb, giving people an unreal feeling.
Among the crowd, a young man dressed in simple clothes stared closely at Ronxiang on the ring. He seemed a little surprised and expected, but his expression soon became calm.
At the same time that Yang Zhen and Ronxiang were fighting, the names of the two combatants began to appear on the second arena.
"Fix your teeth, Zhao Chuan."
"Repair your teeth?" Yang Ning then noticed that this Buddhist lay disciple who had defeated the saint Ronxiang in the Prince's Hall was actually here and entered the top thirty-two.
Yang Ning looked back at Ronxiang, who was fighting with Yang Zhen, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
I remember that at that time, this Buddhist lay disciple took off the veil of a saint with his own hands...
Xiuya seemed a little surprised. Originally, he wanted to watch the Saintess fight, but he didn't want it to be his turn so soon.
He had no choice but to move on his straw shoes and walk towards the ring.
Zhao Chuanxi's pair of silver fists have been clenched tightly. With his brother's defeat, Zhao Chuanxi also understands that the Zhao family can only rely on themselves to get ahead this time. He can't help but feel nervous in his heart, but when he sees Xiu Ya , somewhat contemptuous.
