"Hmph, this guy is just a third-generation disciple. It is not etiquette to teach other disciples. Master, you don't care about him and support him instead. It is unfair. You don't care, we can handle it ourselves. What's wrong with us?!"
Patriarch Liu blew his beard and stared.
The leader sighed and said with hatred,
"Elder Liu, as the saying goes, there is no age in learning. Those who are wise come first. They are quick and eager to learn. They are not ashamed to ask questions!
No matter who is successful in martial arts, he is a pioneer and should be respected.
If everyone in our Yin-Yang Sect is like you, stubborn, stubborn, and rigidly adhering to dogma, then how can we make progress?"
Han Yun smiled and said,
"Patriarch Liu said that I would not teach my disciples and mislead them. I also know that it is not only Patriarch Liu who thinks so, but many elders also think so. After all, the disciples are indeed young. No matter how high their attainments are or how much they know,
You will be convinced.
That being the case, I would like to propose today, how about we have a discussion?"
"Discussion? Master Nephew Han is competing with us and other elders?"
An elder asked with a smile.
In the Yin Yang Sect, almost every elder is not convinced by Han Yun, but there are not many who are hostile, only those who are united by Patriarch Liu.
"That's right. Of course, I, Han Yun, am a useless person and I will definitely not be able to compete with the elders in martial arts. How about we let the people we each teach take action on my behalf?"
"Oh? What do you mean, Master Nephew Han, are the people from your Yunwu Palace coming to compete with the disciples selected by the elders like us?"
"Yes, I have six disciples in Yunwu Hall, and I believe all the disciples who have been to Yunwu Hall know them.
A few months ago, the six of them were just humble ordinary disciples, one was at the ninth level, and five had just entered the eighth level. Now, they have all broken through to the seventh level."
As soon as Han Yun said this, the elders present and the disciples outside were shocked. How could anyone make such rapid progress in just a few months?
You must know that among the three generations of disciples, there are definitely not many seventh-grade disciples. Most of them are the direct disciples of the peak masters and the disciples of the heads. Moreover, because Fairy Xuanyi is the youngest and the latest to become the head leader, her direct disciples
There is not even a seventh-grade disciple among them, and Zhaoxia Peak is almost the weakest peak.
"Seventh grade? You are so capable?"
The leader's eyes were filled with joy.
"Yes, Master, for the sake of fairness, how about the Master select the six best among the many disciples of our Yin Yang Sect and compete with them?"
"Okay, since you have such confidence, let's take a look at your ability to train disciples. Elders, haven't you always questioned Han Yun's teaching level? It's just right, let's all recommend them together to see which elders he can teach.
It’s appropriate for a great disciple to go into battle.”
When the elders heard this, they all became interested and started discussing which disciples to send to the battle.
"Holding the sun and moon in my hand and picking up the stars, there is no one like me in the world."
Outside the main hall, there was a chant, and everyone knew who it was without turning around. Wang Hanshi was the only one who was so coquettish.
Wang Hanshi was very happy. How could he be left out of such a limelight thing under the spotlight?
"Master, my disciple is willing to go out to fight and meet Senior Brother Han's people for a while."
Although Wang Hanshi is arrogant and arrogant, he has always kept his promise and kept his promise. If he calls himself Senior Brother Han Yun, he will always call him Senior Brother from now on.
"You're going to fight? No, it's too bullying. It's too unfair for those disciples that your most powerful third-generation disciples are going to fight."
"Okay, okay, Master, let Wang Hanshi go to battle."
Outside the door, the junior sister waved her little fist and shouted.
"Yes, let him fight, I will fight him personally!"
Peng Cheng also shouted.
A few months ago, he was defeated by Wang Hanshi with one move. This incident was like a thorn in his heart. Now that he is finally strong and has a heaven-level martial arts by his side, he must avenge his previous shame.
The leader hesitated when he heard this and looked at Han Yun.
Han Yun smiled slightly and said,
"Master, my disciple has said that although I choose the best person, I don't have any objections."
"Oh? According to you, these people under your command have surpassed all three generations of disciples?
Okay, let Han Shi go to battle, and as for the other five, how about the chief disciples of your respective peak leaders go to battle?"
The leader looked at the other leaders.
The chief disciple of Zhaoxia Peak is Han Yun, the chief disciple of Yin Yang Peak is Wang Hanshi, and the other five peaks naturally have their own chief disciples.
The other leaders had no objections, but their eldest disciples were not here. After some discussion, they flew back to their respective peaks and brought their eldest disciples with them.
Within a quarter of an hour, all the leaders of each peak flew back.
At this time, many disciples from the main peak had gathered in front of the main hall square, and there were also many disciples from other peaks who came to watch the excitement before. Now the excitement in the main peak square is comparable to that of a sect competition.
After the chief disciple of Wufeng came down, he saw a man standing in the large open space in the middle of the square with his hands behind his back, his back to them.
Regardless of his face, Wang Hanshi is the only one in the entire Yin Yang Sect with his pretentious attitude.
On the opposite side, six disciples stood proudly and looked at them coldly.
Chief Wufeng didn't know Jun Ling'er and others. As disciples, they were arrogant and disdainful to listen to Han Yun's lectures.
Before coming, they also heard what their respective masters said about what they were going to do. After hearing that they were going to bully some young disciples, they were also surprised and felt that this was a bit too much.
But it is hard to disobey the master's orders. They were told to go all out, so they will naturally go all out, otherwise if they lose, they will lose the face of their master.
The five people took a look and knew where their camp was. They came to the field and stood in a row with Wang Hanshi.
Of course, they also consciously left the C position to Wang Hanshi.
"At the top of the martial arts, proud of the world, if I am Hanshi, there will be heaven."
Wang Hanshi opened his fan very coquettishly, fanned the wind gently, and said proudly with his nostrils pointing to the sky,
"Junior brothers and sisters across from you, we are old acquaintances. Senior brother will not embarrass you. He will give you a chance to surrender. This time, he will not take action."
Wang Hanshi's coquettish posture caused the female disciples around him to scream, but it made Jun Ling'er and others feel sick.
"You really know how to show your holiness in front of people. This guy is so annoying. Even if you fan yourself in the middle of winter, you won't be afraid of the cold wind."
Jun Ling'er gritted her teeth and patted Peng Cheng on the shoulder.
"Peng Cheng, go and slap him twice."
"Don't worry, I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Peng Cheng took a step forward and said to Wang Hanshi,
"Senior Brother Hanshi, I am Peng Cheng, the weakest person in our Yunwu Palace. This time, I will fight you."