Of course Long Yu knew Feng Yang's strength.
With his current state of serious injuries, it is almost impossible for him to defeat Feng Yang, after all, Feng Yang is stronger than Han Jian. When Long Yu was still in the Feng family, he heard that he was about to advance to the sixth level of martial arts and become an inner disciple of Zhentian Sect.
However, Long Yu now has someone take him to find Feng Yang, of course he has his own plans.
"Junior brother, your name is Long Yu, right?"
The short dark-faced man led the way while talking, "I heard from Tan Yue that you are from the Feng family in Yuguan City. This month's outer sect director Feng Yang is from the Feng family. Do you have any conflicts with him? Otherwise, he shouldn't have detained your identity token."
Upon hearing this, Long Yu did not reply. He was not in the habit of revealing any information to a stranger.
The short dark-faced man didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "Listen to my advice, Senior Brother. Feng Yang is quite powerful and will soon be promoted to an inner disciple. You are just a beginner now, so you'd better keep a low profile and don't confront him head-on, otherwise you will be the one who suffers."
"Even if you go to him now, he won't give you the identity token. Instead, he will humiliate you severely. Moreover, you just bullied Tan Yue, and her brother will definitely not let it go. Now Tan Jian is one of the top three inner disciples of the sect, and his power is huge. You can't fight them. In my opinion, you should leave Zhentian Sect now, so as not to be humiliated in vain, or even meet with an accident!"
No matter how much Long Yu tried to persuade him, he didn't say a word. The short man with a dark face felt that he was boring, so he didn't say anything either.
Soon, the two of them walked up the mountain road and came to an elegant courtyard. On the plaque at the entrance of the courtyard were printed the five words "Outer Gate Council Pavilion".
Behind the two of them, many other people followed closely, obviously coming to watch the fun.
Long Yu didn't care too much, because what he was about to do would require some people to watch, and the more people the better.
"Junior Brother Long Yu, the outer sect directorate you're looking for is right here. If your identity token is confiscated, you can ask the outer sect director for it, but this is none of my business."
The short dark-faced man said this as he dodged to the side with a teasing look on his face, obviously waiting to see Long Yu make a fool of himself.
Long Yu glanced at the short man with a dark face and said nothing. Then he stepped into the outer gate council chamber.
"Feng Yang, come out!"
Long Yu roared in a domineering tone.
This roar scared the people who were following behind. Was Long Yu looking for death by acting so recklessly
"Who is so rude?"
A more domineering voice came from the yard, and then a tall young man walked out of the room. Judging from his appearance, he was a bit similar to Feng Luo.
This person was Feng Yang. He was of sturdy build and had an angry look on his face. He was wearing a blue outer sect disciple uniform and had a jade token hanging around his waist, which was probably the identity token of an outer sect director.
As soon as he saw Long Yu, Feng Yang's pupils shrank and he snorted coldly, "So it's you, a piece of trash. Are you so bold that you dare to come to the outer gate council to act wildly? And you are so embarrassed. You must have been severely punished by someone just now!"
When Feng Yang appeared on the stage, the crowd watching from behind felt that something good was going to happen. Everyone knew that Feng Yang had a hot temper. Now that Long Yu had the audacity to call him by his name and ask him to come out, he would never be let off easily!
Long Yu stared at Feng Yang's sturdy body, with a disdainful sneer on his face: "Feng Yang, you detained my identity token because you are afraid?"
This statement went straight to the point. Feng Yang was immediately furious when he heard it: "What should I be afraid of?"
"So, my identity token was indeed seized by you?"
Long Yu took a step forward and sneered.
"this… "
When Feng Yang heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so anxious to express that he was not afraid that he actually forgot to deny the fact. What a mistake!
You know, Zhentian Sect chose him as an outer sect director, and of course, things like withholding identity tokens are expressly prohibited. If this matter is discovered by the sect elders, he will definitely be punished, and even the resources for cultivation will be reduced.
"I knew you were scared."
Long Yu did not hold on to this point, but just smiled contemptuously: "After all, once I get the identity token and go to the Martial Arts Pavilion to practice martial arts, you Feng Yang will no longer be my opponent! What do you say, is it or is it not?"
"Fuck you!"
Feng Yang reacted, a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Who do you think you are? Even if you come to Zhentian Sect, you are still a waste. I, Feng Yang, will not be your opponent?"
"Then let's make an appointment to fight. Give me your identity token. I'll go to the Martial Arts Pavilion and fight you when I come back. Feng Yang, do you dare or not?"
Long Yu stared at Feng Yang with a hint of contempt in his tone.
This bit of contempt made Feng Yang furious. Long Yu was a waste. He had been a waste in the Feng family for more than ten years. Now he came to Zhentian Sect and was so arrogant. It was really hateful.
Feng Yang glanced at the many disciples watching outside the courtyard, and thought that if he did not agree to Long Yu this time, wouldn't he lose face and everyone would think that he, Feng Yang, was a waste
Therefore, even though Feng Yang knew that Long Yu came here to extort an identity token, he had no choice but to agree!
"Why not? You asked for this. Take the identity token. When you come out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, I will let you know that in my eyes, a piece of trash like you is no different from a dog!"
Feng Yang snorted coldly, took out an outer disciple identity token from his arms and threw it directly to Long Yu.
Long Yu caught the identity token with one hand, his lips curled up slightly, he succeeded.
This scene stunned the dark-faced short man who sent him here. He originally thought that Long Yu wanted to come and fight Feng Yang, but he didn't expect that with just a few words, Long Yu got the identity token!
Moreover, Long Yu was so confident that he wanted to challenge Feng Yang to a duel. Didn’t he know that Feng Yang was much stronger than Han Jian
Just by entering the Martial Arts Pavilion and coming out, Long Yu's strength might not improve much. After all, the Zhentian Sect's martial arts are not so easy to comprehend.
It is simply wishful thinking for Long Yu to think that he can defeat Feng Yang based on this.
The thoughts in the mind of the short black-faced man were exactly the same as those in the minds of the other disciples watching. However, Long Yu had trampled on Tan Yue and defeated Han Jian first, and now he had domineeringly challenged Feng Yang to a duel. As outer disciples, they did not dare to say anything much about Long Yu.
"Wait, wait, wait!"
Just when Long Yu was about to leave, a girl's voice as clear as a yellow bird came, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Then, a figure wearing a blue outer disciple uniform rushed out from the crowd in a hurry. Long Yu took a look and saw that it was a pretty girl, but her blue clothes were covered with mud and her cheeks were covered with dust. She looked as disheveled as he was.
Who is this person
This question popped up in almost everyone's mind.
"It's you? What are you doing here again? Have you changed your mind and want to ask me for something?"
When Feng Yang saw the girl appear, he couldn't help but glance at her sideways, and then sneered at her contemptuously.
"Pfft, please!"
The pretty girl said "Pah" in disgust, and then shouted: "Since this junior brother has made a bet with you, how about I make a bet with you too?"
Hearing this, Feng Yang said jokingly: "You want to try this? I'm telling you, it's impossible!"
"So you don't have the courage?"
The pretty girl said with disdain: "So, you are really afraid that you will lose to this junior brother. Feng Yang, the dignified outer sect director, is so timid. How ridiculous!"
When Feng Yang heard this, his expression changed immediately: "Bullshit! Then what do you want to bet on? Tell me about it. I, Feng Yang, am not afraid of a little girl like you!"
"Let's bet on the outcome between you and this junior brother."
The pretty girl smiled and pointed at Long Yu carelessly: "Wait for this junior brother to come out of the martial arts pavilion to fight with you. If he loses, I will be willing to beg you. But if you lose by then, Feng Yang, you must give me not only the identity token, but also the Qinghua Pill you just got. How about it?"
"Humph, you have a good plan. This bet is so unfair!"
Feng Yang sneered. The Qinghua Pill, a mid-grade elixir that the sect had rewarded him with not long ago, was so precious. How could it be used for gambling in such a trivial way
"Oh, it seems that you are really afraid of this junior brother. That's fine."
With obvious contempt and mockery on her face, the pretty girl turned around and tried to leave.
"etc."
Feng Yang's face turned blue and purple. He glanced around and saw many people pointing at him. He immediately felt ashamed and snorted coldly, "I agree to this bet, but don't regret it when the time comes!"
"Hehe, you should be the one who doesn't want to regret it. I have great confidence in this junior brother!"
The pretty girl grinned at Long Yu.
"Him? You really have the wrong person."
Feng Yang glanced at Long Yu with obvious disdain in his eyes: "This kid was a waste in the Feng family. He is still a waste when he comes to Zhentian Sect. You actually expect him to defeat me. It's ridiculous!"
"Really? It seems I should tell you that this junior brother has just entered the martial arts hall on his second day, and he has just defeated Tan Yue and Han Jian. Now that he has entered the martial arts hall to gain some insights, can you, Feng Yang, still be his opponent?"
The cute girl's playful words made Feng Yang's face change suddenly.
Defeated Tan Yue and Han Jian
How is this possible! That Long Yu is obviously a waste, how could he possibly defeat Tan Yue? Even if he could defeat Tan Yue by luck, he would definitely not be a match for Han Jian!
Feng Yang's face was gloomy and uncertain. At this time, Long Yu had achieved his goal, so of course he ignored him and turned around and left.
Seeing this, the pretty girl quickly ran after him.
"Junior brother, please wait for me!"
The pretty girl caught up with Long Yu in two or three steps and wanted to pat him on the shoulder.
Long Yu dodged nimbly and looked at the girl warily.
"Don't be nervous. Now you and I are on the same side! Your name is Long Yu, right? My name is Liao Lele, and I joined the school three days earlier than you!"
The cute girl said with a smile, as if she wanted to make friends with Long Yu.
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