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The night wind was gentle, but it didn't bring with it coolness. The entire arena had already exploded due to the crowd, even the wind that was blowing on the corner of Leng Jun's clothes was warm.

Leng Jun had arrived very early, and after arriving, he stood at the center of the arena motionlessly, quietly waiting for Yan Nantian's arrival. There were two reasons for Leng Jun to do this. Firstly, he was relatively young, so it was more courteous to be the first to go in. Secondly, it was inevitable that he would be nervous. He had already felt the surrounding atmosphere to ease his own emotions.

At the agreed time, three silhouettes appeared in the middle of the arena. The people who came were Yan Nantian and his two disciples. In truth, they had already been there for a long time, but continued to stay at the bottom of the stage, and did not step up until they had promised to be on stage for ten minutes. Although Leng Jun had waited patiently for a long time, since he had gotten on the stage punctually, others would not be able to tell that he was wrong.

Leng Jun saw that the person had appeared and immediately cupped his sword to greet him: "Nanqiao Sect, Leng Jun greets Sect Master Yan."

In such a public place, Leng Jun did his best to show respect. Because he currently represented the Nanqiao Sect, he could not lose his father's face.

Yan Nantian did not speak, and did not even glance at Leng Jun. On the other hand, one of the people behind him took two steps forward and said with a disdainful look, "You are that Leng brat. Just who do you think you are to challenge my master? I think today, I will take over my Master's place and play with you. If you can win, it's not too late for you to challenge my Master. "

The person who stood behind Yan Nantian was Lei Zang, the head disciple. The one who spoke was called Yin Zhijie, he was Yan Nantian's youngest disciple, and indeed his strongest disciple.

As the strongest person in his generation, Yin Zhijie had always looked down on everyone except some of the elders from his sect. When Leng Jun posted the challenge, he was not there. When he heard that there was someone who dared to challenge his master, he was already extremely angry. Now that he had seen Leng Jun's true face. After realizing that he was not even as old as he was, he took the initiative to taunt Leng Jun.

Although Leng Jun was very respectful to Yan Nantian, when facing his disciple, he naturally could not be at a disadvantage anymore. Otherwise, he, as the Sect Master, would not need to continue being his opponent, and would not need to fight in this battle.

Leng Jun glanced at Yin Zhijie, and said coldly: "You want to represent your master?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, if your master agrees. But there's something I want to say first. In this competition, I represent the Nanqiao Sect and challenge the East Astral Sect s who have forcibly seized the Nanqiao Sect. I don't care if you guys are fighting cat or dog, as long as you don't lose and don't admit your loss. "

Of course, Leng Jun's words were directed towards Yan Nantian. The meaning was obvious, no matter who enters the battle, as long as I win, you have to return the Nanqiao Sect.

Yin Zhijie was so young, and although he could hear the hidden meaning in Leng Jun's words, how could he endure when Leng Jun said that he was some kind of cat or dog, and so he said: "Cut the crap, of course I can't represent the Sect Master. However, our Sect Master is not a place anyone can challenge. If you want to challenge the Sect Master, you have to pass through me first. Our Sect Master is not someone that can be challenged by someone who is less than a cat or dog. "

The moment Yin Zhijie finished speaking, it immediately caused the spectators to laugh out loud. Because if he said so, wouldn't he recognize his as a cat or dog?

Leng Jun also sneered, and then took out the Nanqiao Sect and golden seal to show to the crowd. Only then did he say: "I am from the Leader of Nanqiao Sect, so I am naturally not some random cat or dog. Unless you really represent the East Astral Sect Sect Master s. "

Yin Zhijie felt that Leng Jun had hidden some other meaning behind his words, but he couldn't figure it out immediately. However, he could tell that Leng Jun did not look down on him, so he pulled out his sword and shouted: "Who said that I cannot represent him, I want to teach you a lesson now."

Leng Jun held onto the sword sheath of the Crystal Sword in his hands, and did not even pull out his sword, but still said coldly: "Then, make your move!"

How could Yin Zhijie bear being looked down upon again and again? He raised his sword and rushed towards Leng Jun.

"Jie'er, stand down!"

Yan Nantian is the one who spoke. Of course, he can't let Yin Zhi be the outstanding one. If he does that, the Eastern Dipper Sect will be the laughingstock of the entire sect." Yin Zhijie had already been described as a cat or dog by Leng Jun. Didn't his appearance in the battle make it so that everyone in the Eastern Divine Sect was a cat or dog? If Yin Zhijie won, then it would be alright. But if he lost, then the Eastern Divine Sect would lose all face.

Yin Zhijie could disobey anyone, but he could not not not disobey his master's words. Although he was not yet convinced in his heart, he still indignantly took a few steps back and stood behind Yan Nantian.

"Lei Zhe, Zhijie, this is the arena. You can leave now."

"Yes, Master!"

Lei Zang agreed and then pulled Yin Zhijie down the stage.

After seeing his two disciples leave, Yan Nantian then gave Leng Jun the Sect Master's courtesy, which meant that he had recognized Leng Jun's identity. Only then did he say: "Sect Master Leng, this is the stage, so there's no need to be so talkative, we should still see what true abilities the sword has."

Leng Jun nodded his head, and said: "Sect Master Yan's words are just as I wish, but before the competition, there are a few words that I want to say first."

"What else is there to say? Could it be that Sect Master is afraid?"

"Hmph, since this person has already sent down the invitation to challenge your Sect Master Yan, why would I fear you? The Yan Sect Master had just said that he wanted to use the sword as an excuse to attack, why did he suddenly take advantage of his? Isn't this damaging your Yan Sect Master's reputation?

Yan Nantian did not have the intention to take advantage of Leng Jun's words. After hearing Leng Jun's words, his face turned green and white, and he was so angry that he did not know what to say.

"Alright, if you have anything to say, then hurry up and say it. Our sect doesn't have that much time to listen to your bullshit."

"No matter how much Sect Master Yan doesn't want to hear, I still have to say these words. You and I are both part of the Sect Master, so naturally we can't start a fight for no reason. The battle will naturally have a victor, and a victor will naturally have an explanation. "

"What do you want?"

"Your East Astral Sect has taken over my Nanqiao Sect for dozens of years, so I won't pursue this matter. In today's battle, if Sect Master Yan wins, then I, Leng Jun, will no longer have the face to control Nanqiao Sect in my lifetime. However, if I were to luckily win, I hope that Sect Master Yan can return the Nanqiao Sect back to me. "

Nanqiao Sect to Leng Jun, however, was not something that he cared about. The reason why he said this was to rouse Yan Nantian's anger, so that he would have the chance to win. Of course, he didn't care even if he lost. Although they didn't know why their own ancestors had given up on Nanqiao Sect back then, they naturally had their own reasons. And now that he was the only one left in the Nanqiao Sect, there would naturally be no one to investigate his actions today.

A bit of anger rose in Yan Nantian's heart, but he did not reveal it on his face, and said with a normal tone: "Sure, if you can win against the sword in my hands, not only Tianqiao City, even I will hand over my East Astral Sect with both hands. "Kid, you can make your move."