Jun Changxiao was startled and said: "We are walking fast and you are walking slowly. How could we block the way? Besides, if we hadn't shouted stop, we would have entered the city now, let alone block your way."
This explanation is reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it at all.
But the forces from all sides are secretly thinking, the Iron Skeleton Sect from the outer county hasn't noticed yet, does the Young Master of the Beast Taming Sect have any objections to you? Why don't you apologize quickly to avoid getting into trouble?
Why.
People who come from remote areas just have no eyesight.
The young master of the Beast Taming Sect did not expect that the other party would explain it like this, so he said calmly: "This black leopard is a bit ferocious. If you two walk in front and provoke it, it will be eaten in one bite, and you will die unjustly.
"
If it is a high-level sect from another county, it will naturally give him face.
But when an eighth-rate sect comes to the territory of Pingyang County, he must be taught how to behave.
"It turns out they were thinking about us."
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, young master. We will see you later."
With that said, he led Ye Xingchen towards the city gate.
The young sect leader's eyes were filled with anger.
The black leopard, who was connected to his master's thoughts, took a step forward and chased after him.
It didn't attack, but opened its big mouth, intending to let out a roar to scare the two humans in front of it.
but.
I haven’t started roaring yet!
Ye Xingchen suddenly turned around and struck hard with a bursting fist.
"Bang!"
Directly hit the side of the face.
This punch was as powerful as eating roasted gluten. The black leopard took more than ten steps back from the impact. Finally, its limbs went limp and it fell to the ground on the spot.
The young master lost his balance and fell down. Not only was he covered in dust, but he was also in a very embarrassed state.
"Young Master!"
The disciples rushed over one after another.
All the forces at the city gate widened their eyes.
Oh My God!
That boy, who seemed to be only 17 or 18 years old, knocked down a black leopard who was comparable to a peak martial artist with one punch. How terrifying was his power!
This is not the point. The point is that he dared to attack the mount of the young master of the sixth-rate beast control sect. This is an old man who is tired of hanging himself!
"Stars."
Jun Changxiao said in a deep voice: "How can you take action casually?"
Ye Xingchen retracted his fist and said calmly: "The disciple is worried that the evil beast will attack the leader."
"Too."
Jun Changxiao turned his head, smiled at the young master who was being helped up, and said with a smile: "Master, please keep your pet in check, especially not close to me, because this disciple of mine is also very cruel."
"..."
Everyone's mouths twitched.
It's really cruel to knock a black leopard down with one punch!
"you……"
The young sect leader was full of anger, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that the two men had already entered the city, so he clenched his fists and shouted angrily in his heart: "Wait for me, young master!"
Feng Fengguang came riding a black leopard, feeling very comfortable.
As a result, the mount was knocked down and he rolled to the ground. He was embarrassed in front of everyone, which must be difficult to accept.
Revenge must be avenged!
But fighting is prohibited in Suiyang City, so you can only suppress your anger and wait for the sect competition to end before settling the matter!
"The guy just called himself me, and the man who took action called him the leader. Could it be that he is Jun Changxiao, the leader of the Iron Bone Sect?"
"It should be!"
"I heard that not long ago, this Iron Bone Sect challenged the Haoqi Sect and won a complete victory."
"Tsk, tsk, a hero comes from a young man."
The warriors at the city gate started discussing among themselves.
Not everyone looked at Bianjun Changxiao, but many veteran warriors expressed their appreciation. After all, it was unprecedented for an eighth-rate warrior to compete against a sixth-rate warrior and win!
…
Suiyang City is very big and lively.
After Jun Changxiao came in with Ye Xingchen, he just took a quick look and followed the signs on the street to the registration point for the south sect competition.
Registration for the sect competition started a few days ago, and many forces will send their senior officials to register in advance, so there are not many people at the registration office.
"Sect."
Jun Changxiao had just arrived at the registration office and the man wrote.
"Qingyang County, Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect." Jun Chang said with a smile.
The man who wrote the pen was startled, then raised his head, looked at him and said: "Your sect from Qingyang County wants to participate in the Pingyang County sect competition?"
"No?" Jun Chang said with a smile.
Yes, it is possible, after all, there is no explicit regulation restricting other counties from participating.
But it was the first time that the man who wrote the letter received an application from a sect from outside the county, so it was normal to be surprised.
"Who are you?"
According to regulations, it is necessary to confirm whether the applicant is a senior member of the sect.
"Head of the Iron Bone Sect, you always smile."
Jun Changxiao said proudly.
Others can look down on your own sect, but you must be proud of it!
"How many people are attending?"
"one."
"one?"
The corner of the man's mouth twitched as he said: "Master Jun, the sect competition is only for disciples. As the leader of a sect, you are not eligible to sign up."
He has misunderstood.
He was treating Lord Yedi who was standing next to him like nothing!
"This is my disciple participating in the war." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"oh."
The man writing the pen understood and said: "Name, age."
"Night Star, Eighteen."
"Snapped."
After stamping the registration form, the man holding the pen handed it over together with the participation token and said: "Gather here early tomorrow morning."
"but."
He paused and said: "Pingyang County sect competitions are always attended by disciples from sects within the county. The noble sect comes from outside the county, so they will inevitably be treated specially."
This is a kind reminder.
Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "I understand."
When he took Ye Xingchen away, the warriors from various forces who entered through the city gate and came to sign up started talking about it.
"It turns out that the Iron Bone Sect is not here to watch the fun, but to participate in the sect competition."
"You are so brave, you dare to cross counties to participate in the competition held by our Pingyang County."
"Two years ago, there was a sixth-rate sect from another county who took ten disciples to participate, but they were eliminated in the first round."
"So our Pingyang County sect competition has to be attended by our own people. If sects from other counties come, they will definitely attack with the same hatred as the enemy."
"There is only one disciple from the Iron Bone Sect participating in the competition. In the first round of the melee, he will definitely not be able to survive for long and will be eliminated."
undeniable.
The strength Ye Xingchen showed when he knocked down the black leopard with one punch just now made the warriors who witnessed it fearful.
However, the Pingyang County sect competition has its own style. The first round of the competition will be a big melee. Hundreds of people will fight in one area, and only the survivors will advance to the second round.
As a foreigner, he will definitely become the target of public criticism.
Jun Changxiao and Ye Xingchen chose an inn to stay at, and headed to the competition venue early the next morning.
The venue for the Suiyang City Sect Competition is also a Colosseum-like building, with a viewing platform that can accommodate 200,000 to 300,000 people.
Old rules.
As a high-ranking member of the sect, Jun Changxiao and the big guys from each sect were placed in the best seats to watch the battle.
After a while, Ye Xingchen followed the contestants and walked out of the venue and stopped in one of the eight areas of the Colosseum.
"Tsk tsk."
Jun Changxiao looked down from a high position, looked at the eight regions, and murmured: "There are at least two thousand people participating, and the standards are indeed much higher than the Qingyang County sect competition."