During this period of time, countless people from the Seven Tombs poured into Zhenling, making Zhenling instantly become the mausoleum with the largest number of people among the Eight Tombs.
In a huge open space, many figures appeared here. Most of them were people who came from the other seven tombs. They gathered here to discuss countermeasures.
"Xiao Muyang must have heard the news outside and doesn't dare to come out to meet him anymore. We can only find a way to find him." One person said.
"That's right." Some people nodded slightly. Anyone would be intimidated by such a large battle, and Xiao Muyang was only a heavenly figure. How could he dare to come out and face the pressure of the people of the Seven Tombs?
"Zhenling Mausoleum is so large. If he keeps hiding and refuses to come out, it will take a lot of effort for us to find him." Another person frowned.
"Many people from the Seven Tombs have come to Zhenling now. As long as the news is spread, unless he is hiding in one place, he will be able to find out his whereabouts."
Everyone was talking a lot, and the atmosphere was very high. They vowed to find Xiao Muyang and make him give an explanation, otherwise they would never let this matter go.
After all, Xiao Muyang's words were too arrogant, and he didn't take the geniuses of Badaling seriously at all. If they didn't do anything, I'm afraid he would have thought that he was so great that no one would dare to cause trouble for him.
"There are not many talented people in the Zhenling Mausoleum. He was lucky enough to receive the inheritance from a venerable person, so he was complacent and could not see his status clearly. Little did he know that the world is very big and there are many beings in other tombs that he needs to look up to." A young man said calmly.
Open your mouth.
This person was in the early stage of cultivation in Tiangang. He had a handsome face, excellent temperament, and was quite gorgeously dressed. He stood out among the crowd and made people unable to take their eyes away after just one glance.
Many people looked at the young man and did not refute his words, not only because his words were correct, but also because his identity and strength were strong enough and he was fully qualified to say those words.
Ning Tong, the eldest son of the Yunxiao County Prince, can enter the Donghua Banquet without competing for the Donghua Order. In addition to his noble status, his talent is also extremely high, and he is the number one genius in Yunxiao County.
He has been training in Kunling before. It is said that he has unlocked two inheritances. Even if he puts aside his status as the prince's son, he is qualified to enter the Donghua Banquet. No one will question his strength.
Looking at the Eight Dalings, there are not many people who can compare with him.
"The world is indeed very big, so do you see yourself clearly?" At this moment, a plain voice came from not far away.
When this voice fell, many people's expressions couldn't help but froze, thinking who dared to say such words to Ning Tong?
Ning Tong frowned, the words just now were clearly a sarcasm to him.
The crowd turned their eyes one after another, and then they saw a group of figures walking towards this side. There were quite a few people. The person walking at the front was a young man in white clothes. He looked about eighteen years old, with a clean and handsome appearance and extremely bright eyes.
, although he is not very old, he exudes the aura of a superior, as if he has an extraordinary status.
There were many figures following behind the young man in white clothes. Everyone was shocked when they sensed the auras of those people, and their eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of shock. There were so many powerful Tiangang men. What kind of person was this young man in white clothes?
Ning Tong also looked at those people, or more specifically at the young man in white. The words just now must have come from this person.
"With my heavenly status, who has the right to tell me what to do?" Ning Tong said calmly, looking directly at the young man in white, naturally speaking to him.
The crowd around them had a strange look in their eyes. The lineup behind the young man in white was extremely strong, but Ning Tong was not someone to be trifled with. If these two people clashed, there would be a good show.
"You can point fingers at someone who has achieved much more than you, so why can't I do the same to you?" The young man in white responded, although his tone was calm, but there was a hint of edge in it.
After the young man in white finished speaking, the space suddenly became quiet.
A terrifying edge flashed across Ning Tong's eyes, as if she understood the meaning of the young man in white, and asked, "Who are you from Xiao Muyang?"
"This is Xiao Muyang." A voice came from the mouth of the young man in white. It turned out that this person was Xiao Muyang.
As Xiao Muyang's voice came out, everyone looked at him one after another, their faces were extremely shocked, and even their heartbeats could not help but speed up. Is the young man in white in front of them the person they are looking for?
In their minds, Xiao Muyang was arrogant and arrogant, but the young man in white looked gentle and elegant, without the slightest hint of arrogance. It was really difficult to connect him with the arrogant man who threatened to sweep away the Seven Tombs.
The two of them are simply worlds apart.
Ning Tong's eyes couldn't help but change. He thought that the young man in white had some kind of relationship with Xiao Muyang, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be Xiao Muyang himself. No wonder he reacted so strongly to what he just said.
However, Ning Tong was an extraordinary person after all, and his expression quickly calmed down. He looked at Xiao Muyang calmly and said calmly: "Do you think you are great after receiving the inheritance from the Venerable?"
"That's not true." Xiao Muyang replied directly: "But compared to those who have not received the inheritance of the venerable, they are naturally more powerful."
Ning Tong's expression froze when he heard this. Are these words talking about him?
"Your Excellency has such a strong tone. It seems that you have also received the inheritance of the venerable. I don't know which venerable inherited it. Xiao Mou is very curious." Xiao Muyang said again, without any waves in his tone, which made it difficult for people to hear.
Joy and anger.
"This person's words are so sharp." Many people looked at Xiao Muyang and thought to themselves. These seemingly simple and ordinary words not only countered Ning Tong's frontal humiliation, but also defeated Ning Tong's army, leaving Ning Tong speechless.
Although Ning Tong's talent was outstanding, it was only inherited from the two guardians, not from the venerable.
He had no way of answering Xiao Muyang's question.
"What does receiving the Venerable's inheritance mean? Strength determines everything. At the Donghua Banquet, it's not about who gets the Venerable's inheritance." Ning Tong retorted. Although his tone was very strong, his face became unhappy.
It's so natural. He was obviously affected by what Xiao Muyang said just now.
Hearing Ning Tong's response, Xiao Muyang smiled and said: "It seems that you have not received the inheritance from the venerable."
Ning Tong's face completely darkened, and there was anger burning in his heart. Very few people could make him angry, let alone a person of low level.
"It's not a shame not to receive the inheritance from the Venerable. It would be nice to admit it directly, but you find reasons to cover up your lack of talent. Don't you feel ashamed?" Another voice came from Xiao Muyang's mouth, making the crowd present look confused.
A change.
Xiao Muyang's words were clearly mocking Ning Tong's weak talent!
[The author has something to say]
I originally planned to update three chapters today, but this plot is not easy to write. Everyone enjoyed reading it, but the feeling of writing it is really not that exciting... Let’s see how it goes tomorrow.