Chapter Fifty-Five You two are having trouble with me
The Giant Bear Gate was defeated!
Complete defeat!
Xiong Miaoyun was unwilling to give in, but there was nothing he could do.
The gap is too big to make up for with strength.
Everyone from the Iron Fist Sect stepped forward to welcome the victorious disciple back, passing through the territory of the Giant Bear Gate.
When Tie Tianyuan went to greet the passers-by, he smiled disdainfully.
He glanced at Jiang Yang and then at Xiong Miaoyun:
"What's the use of asking this sect leader to apologize? Trash!"
Hearing this, Xiong Miaoyun's expression changed and became extremely cold. Jiang Yang was not much better than her.
After a few people left, Xiong Miaoyun looked at Jiang Yang: "Master Jiang, can you tolerate this tone?"
Jiang Yang was surprised: "Why should I endure it? I don't have any disciples participating in the competition. His Iron Fist Sect won against you, but I'm very unhappy. Why did he scold me all the time!"
Seeing that his method of stimulating generals didn't work, Xiong Miaoyun tried another method.
She glanced at Yue Nu.
As a maidservant, Yue Nu quickly stepped forward and knelt behind Jiang Yang.
Straightening up, a pair of soft, boneless hands kneaded Jiang Yang's shoulders back and forth, and said pitifully: "Master Jiang, the Iron Fist Sect bullies others like this, and looks like it doesn't deserve a beating... I scolded you when I passed by just now.
You are a piece of trash, you must not tolerate this tone of voice."
Jiang Yang turned his head and glanced at Yue Nu suspiciously.
I thought to myself, it’s not me who’s being scolded.
It's your giant bear gate.
I have been implicated by you.
Also, why do you, a slave girl, tell lies with your eyes open?
Yue Nu gave full play to her advantage in serving others, pinching Jiang Yang's shoulders with her little hands, with just the right amount of force, and trailed off in a low voice: "Master Jiang~"
"Please~"
Jiang Yang quickly waved his hand to tell her to stop, he couldn't stand this kind of coquettishness.
But before he could say anything, Yue Nu knelt down beside Jiang Yang again.
Pump up his legs for him and do a whole body health care:
"Is it comfortable? Is the strength okay?"
Jiang Yang nodded subconsciously.
But soon.
well?
I almost fell into the trap of Xiong Miaoyun’s master and servant!
Taking the initiative to make enemies is not in line with Jiang Yang's low-key style.
He was about to refuse, saying that he would not participate in the fight.
On the way back to the Iron Fist Sect, not only Tie Tianyuan, but also the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect dared to secretly curse: Trash!
They are neighbors and competitors.
Moreover, everyone in Juxian Town will not see you when you look up.
There is constant friction and deep resentment.
Now the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect have personally sent the Giant Bear Sect home.
Not to mention how happy they were, every one of them wanted to sit on the giant bear door and shit.
Typical villain behavior!
Pull and step!
"Master Iron Fist, please stay... Just now, Master Jiang said that your Iron Fist Sect cannot win without force!"
As soon as these words came out, Tie Tianyuan stopped.
He led everyone to look at the speaker, Xiong Miaoyun.
Tie Tianyuan sneered and came to Jiang Yang, who was enjoying the leg-squeezing service: "Master Jiang is not convinced~"
Jiang Yang did not speak, but complained in his heart that women are really not good things.
How can you, Xiong Miaoyun, be like you?
Adding insult to injury?
If you can't fight on your own, why do you drag me in?
"No……"
When Jiang Yanggang said no, Xiong Miaoyun took the lead:
"I just don't accept it. Head Jiang said that I will compete with you in an honest and fair manner."
"oh?"
After hearing this, Tie Tianyuan burst into laughter, pointed at Jiang Yang and said, "You Qingyuan Temple don't even have disciples participating in the competition, how can you compare with us? It's just a joke."
Jiang Yang...yes, yes.
Everything you said is right!
"Who said no!"
A deep voice suddenly came from behind.
When everyone saw it, Zhao Juan came behind them at some unknown time.
Zhao Juan waved his sleeves first, then unfolded the list of those who had advanced to the quarter-finals in his hand, pointed at it and said: "Qingyuan Temple has disciples on the list who have already advanced to the quarter-finals!"
Tie Tianyuan stretched his head to look, and Jiang Yang was one step faster than him.
Get up and grab the list of people who advance to the quarterfinals.
Look at the eight names from left to right.
Sure enough, I saw three familiar words in the third promotion position.
Qingyuan concept.
Behind Qingyuan Temple, there are three words: Shangguan style!
Qingyuan Temple·Shangguan Style!
Who is this dear friend?
Jiang Yang was confused.
Tie Tianyuan also saw this name.
However, he was not doubtful, but rather disdainful.
He looked at Jiang Yang and said: "It turns out that Master Jiang is so hidden. There are disciples in the sect who have advanced to the top eight, and Master Jiang has not revealed anything..."
Jiang Yang shouted that he was wronged.
He himself didn't know that the Qingyuan Temple disciples had advanced to the top eight.
"In this case, our Iron Fist Sect will have to compete with Master Jiang to see who can win the championship in the end!"
Tie Tianyuan continued: "It's not interesting to do this. It's better to get something to cheer up... What do you think, Master Jiang?"
Xiong Miaoyun and Zhao Jun said in unison: "Okay!"
Jiang Yang was stunned...Don't hurt me, you two.
Neither Xiong Miaoyun nor Zhao Juan expected to agree with the other.
After looking at each other, Xiong Miaoyun took the lead and said: "What are you betting on?"
Tie Tianyuan thought for a while, touched his chin and said: "If you want to bet, bet something big. How about half of the sect's resources... from the sect?"
In fact, Tie Tianyuan initially wanted to get the sect title deed.
But when I thought about it later, I realized that the gamble was too big.
Although I knew I would win, I was afraid of what might happen, so I changed my mind temporarily.
As soon as the gambling money came out, everyone present took a breath.
Tie Tianyuan, this is serious.
Half of the sect’s resources.
If this is defeated by the opponent, not only will our sect's vitality be severely damaged.
Moreover, he will be nailed to the pillar of shame, and he will not be able to take off the buckle.
In Juxian Town, this sect can no longer survive.
"However, given that the sect resources of our Iron Fist Sect and Qingyuan Temple are not on the same level, even if we bet half of it, our Iron Fist Sect will suffer a loss. Therefore, for the sake of fairness, if Head Jiang loses, he will have to join our Iron Fist Sect.
This sect leader will arrange a good position for Master Jiang, how about the seventh elder?"
After saying that, Tie Tianyuan looked up to the sky and laughed.
Without waiting for Jiang Yang to speak, he left with a group of people in a hurry.
Jiang Yang was left to passively accept the bet.
…
At noon, everyone returned to the governor's house.
At 1:15pm in the afternoon, the final game started on time.
"Are you two quarreling with me? When did you decide our Qingyuan Temple? Are you going to die when I am the leader?"
Since Jiang Yang came back, he has been pacing back and forth in the house.
The two culprits, Zhao Juan and Xiong Miaoyun, sat on chairs with their heads lowered and said nothing.
Isn't this... you can't stand Tie Tianyuan's face?
They didn't do it on purpose.
"I don't care, you go tell him that the bet is void!" Jiang Yang said angrily.
Although Jiang Yang has always cared not about the life and death of Qingyuan Temple.
There were countless times when I wanted to run away with my bucket, or join another sect to hang out.
But even so.
He also did not allow two people who had nothing to do with Qingyuan Temple.
to determine the future of Qingyuan Temple.
These two people are good at singing a double act.
With just a word from you and me, we agreed on the bet.
If Qingyuan Temple fails, half of the resources will be wasted.
Even Jiang Yang himself is trapped in a tiger's den.
It was agreed upon by the Seventh Elder, but when he arrived at the Iron Fist Sect, all that awaited Jiang Yang was endless torture.
Jiang Yang figured it out now.
Why did I see Tie Tianyuan for the first time in the morning?
Tie Tianyuan would stare at him fiercely.
Because of himself, Tieshan died, and Tie Tianyuan's son died.
Jiang Yang killed his son in disguise, can I let you go? This chapter has been completed!