"Quickly apologize to Master Wang!"
Dao Ling Zhenren's words were still echoing in his ears when the young man's face instantly turned somewhat purple.
Wow, Yare, who can stand this?
Having to apologize in public and then face punishment upon returning home, this liver-faced man completely lost his temper on the spot.
You Daoist sect, you Dao Jing Zhenren, are you taking advantage of the fact that no elders from your sect are here?
Are they trying to fool us, the Reincarnation Sect, into thinking we have no one to rely on?!
This is absolutely outrageous!
So the liver-faced man got up angrily, panting heavily, and after a long while, reluctantly uttered a few words through his teeth.
"Master Wang, I was careless and I hope you will forgive me..."
It highlights the ability to be flexible and adaptable!
There was nothing I could do but apologize. No one from my own side was coming. Did I really dare to contradict the two seniors of the Dao Fa Sect?
Although he was confident that he had achieved the Innate Realm for several years and that the hypocritical guy opposite him was no match for him, the other party didn't even bother to reply.
This kid's all about connections, how can we compete with him?
Especially after he apologized, this guy, who was clearly younger than him, acted all old and composed, calmly waving his hand to show that he didn't care, which made him furious.
To be honest, Young Master Wang actually admired this guy's ability to regulate his emotions.
He had originally planned to be the good guy himself.
I was about to show off my magnanimity again, but who knew that the guy who was just about to draw his sword would be so patient.
'Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the class suppression in this grotto is really severe. Otherwise, you can't say that this obviously naive guy has been pretending all along, can you? I don't believe it!'
"Given this, the clash of class concepts between the two worlds suggests that further conflicts are likely to arise."
'Forget it, this has nothing to do with me. Old Zhao and Old Li will definitely handle it, so I'm not going to worry about it. Speaking of which, I'm already so arrogant, how come no one wants to challenge me yet...'
Young Master Wang was still thinking about how to reignite the fire, and was about to say something sarcastic when he saw the exchange of glances between the group of teenagers. He then chuckled and lowered his head, continuing to maintain his docile and harmless persona.
Sure enough, the true disciple of the Reincarnation Sect barely managed to suppress his emotions and not lose control. After a few words of persuasion, another young man next to him stood up on his own.
Seeing this, Wang Zheng laughed heartily, but Dao Jing Zhenren was completely bewildered.
One after another, they're all trying to cause trouble. She's really exhausted. We haven't even gotten to the important business yet since we sat down!
However, compared to the liver-faced guy from before, this one was clearly less reckless and had obviously come prepared.
After bowing respectfully and receiving a signal from his elders, he began to speak fluently.
"Grandmaster Wang Zheng is truly magnanimous, but this matter cannot be blamed on Senior Brother Jingze. After all, we all know the strength of the Demon Lord, and it is normal to be shocked and incredulous."
Upon hearing this title, Wang Zheng's lips twitched violently, and he couldn't help but add another comment.
"Was the name of this senior brother just now Jingze? Is he from my clan?"
The man was taken aback when Wang Zheng suddenly interrupted his rhythm, but he quickly recovered.
"So that Master Wang may know that their Reincarnation Sect is somewhat special. Jingze is just a Dharma name, not his real name, and Senior Brother is not surnamed Wang either. Is there a problem?"
Young Master Wang was practically bursting with pent-up frustration, waving his hands repeatedly.
"No problem, no problem, I just remembered an old friend who was known as the 'Emperor of True Fragrance,' please continue, senior brother..."
Although he wondered if Wang Zheng's seemingly random words had some hidden meaning, the young man didn't dwell on it. After gathering his thoughts, he continued:
"When we first heard that Master Wang had defeated the Demon Lord's divine sense clone, we were all shocked. To be honest, most of us didn't really believe it, and we still do now."
But since all of you seniors have vouched for us, we believe that this must be true.
Please don't be offended. We're all around the same age and part of the younger generation, so it's understandable that we have some curiosity and speculation about you.
We wonder if Grandmaster Wang Zheng would be so kind as to offer his guidance, so that we may broaden our horizons. After all, we are very curious about both you and the martial arts of our ancestral homeland.
Hearing this, Young Master Wang understood. All this roundabout talk was just to mock me for not living up to my reputation. If you want to fight, then fight. Talking is exhausting.
He immediately stood up, tilted his head at the person, and smiled exceptionally brightly.
"Of course, but how would you like me to instruct you?"
As Wang Zheng finished speaking, an invisible pressure emanated from him, and the atmosphere in the conference room immediately became tense.
Having said all that, Zhao Yucai had no choice but to step in. He quickly scolded Wang Zheng a few times before feigning refusal.
He said that everyone had traveled a long way and had just arrived on Earth. He had not yet fulfilled his duty as host and suggested that they rest and recuperate first.
Even if it's a friendly spar, at least make sure you're in the right frame of mind and don't let things get out of hand.
Upon hearing Zhao Yucai's words, Dao Ling also felt that it was unnecessary.
There are many ways to get to know each other; it doesn't necessarily have to be through physical confrontation.
Moreover, although he considered himself superior and looked down on the development of martial arts on Blue Star, he did not think that these juniors could easily defeat Wang Zheng.
He's no fool. How could someone who has controlled the Discipline Hall of the number one sect in the cave world for so many years be so naive? It's just that he disdains to play those kinds of games.
As for sparring, well, winning is only natural and nothing to be proud of. But if you accidentally lose, you'll be incredibly embarrassed.
Having figured out the key point, and seeing his junior sister frantically giving him meaningful glances, Dao Ling was about to agree when he suddenly heard Zhao Yucai add:
"Moreover, Wang Zheng is used to being wild and unruly. He usually deals with demon kings, exotic beasts, or foreign superhumans. Most of the situations that our Chinese superhumans face are outnumbered and life-or-death battles."
Those accustomed to life-or-death battles naturally lack self-control, and rash actions are prone to accidental injury. In my opinion, how about we postpone this sparring session for now?
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