"How dare you openly challenge me during the Longyan College admissions election? Do you really think there's no one in my Anyun Kingdom?"
"He's trying to show off his power in Shangyue. He's so arrogant! He doesn't even realize where he is!"
"If we don't teach him a lesson today, where will the dignity of our Anyun Kingdom be?"
The crowd around was furious, and there was a burst of shouting and cursing.
Not only ordinary people, but also college instructors such as Long Congyuan showed some anger in their eyes. They are also Anyun’s people, and Anyun’s dignity is also their dignity. How could they allow others to provoke them like this?
"You bunch of trash, if you want to prove the prestige of Anyun Kingdom, then come up and try!" The muscular young swordsman next to Yue Fanchen shouted loudly.
This swordsman was none other than Long Ya, who had been defeated by Mu Hanyan.
"Okay, then let me see the skills of the strong men from Shangyue Kingdom." A young swordsman jumped out from the crowd with a roar.
"You, your name is Yue Fanchen, right? Zheng Zhi, the swordsman from Anyun Kingdom, challenges you!" Although the young swordsman was extremely angry, he still bowed and said according to the rules of the swordsman.
"Go down, you are not qualified." Yue Fanchen glanced at him and said lightly.
"What did you say!" The young swordsman named Zheng Zhi's face changed and he asked angrily.
Zhao Fanchen turned his head away, slightly raised, and didn't even bother to glance at him, let alone look him in the eye. It was obvious that he looked down on him to the extreme.
The anger that Zheng Zhiben had suppressed with great difficulty was instantly ignited, and he leaped up and slashed at Yue Fanchen with a sword.
A tall figure suddenly stood in front of Zheng Zhi.
As the light flashed, Zheng Zhi let out a muffled groan and was struck flying.
The one who took action was not Yue Fanchen, but Longya.
In his hand he held a long sword that was obviously much larger than an ordinary sword, but it was not unsheathed. He used the scabbard alone to knock Zheng Zhi and the sword away.
As soon as Zheng Zhicai landed on the ground, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and then fainted. His chest was obviously sunken, and it was obvious that Longya's sword had broken his sternum and he was seriously injured.
"Brother Zheng!" Several young swordsmen quickly came to Zheng Zhi's side, and when they saw his injuries, their eyes almost spitted fire.
"You are so cruel!" A young swordsman stood up and glared at Longya.
"With your limited strength, you dare to challenge my young master? You deserve to die!" Longya snorted coldly, then glanced at the few people and said contemptuously, "Also, with your strength, don't embarrass me again. I'd be ashamed if I hurt you."
"I will kill you!" A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Although those young swordsmen knew that their strength was far inferior to that of the opponent, they could not bear the humiliation any longer and drew their swords to attack Longya.
A black shadow appeared before their eyes, and with a muffled sound, these young swordsmen were knocked out, spitting blood from their mouths and unable to stand up again.
Two young men stood beside Longya, none other than Yue Fanchen's other two guards. They also didn't draw their swords, using only their scabbards to easily knock away several young swordsmen from Anyun Country.
"Is this the character of Anyun country's swordsmen? It would be fine if they were just a little weaker, but they actually want to bully the weak with their numbers. Is this what you call the dignity and glory of a swordsman?" One of them said contemptuously.
"If you're itching to do something, just say it. You're saying they're bullying the weak with their numbers. Are you trying to humiliate me? Even if there are ten or eight more of these people, they still won't be enough for me to deal with." Longya said arrogantly with some dissatisfaction.
There was shouting and cursing again from all around, but no one rushed forward rashly.
The young swordsman named Zheng Zhi was a first-level swordsman and had previously passed the assessment. While his performance wasn't as good as Mu Chengxuan, Guan Shanhe, and the others, he was still considered exceptional among the younger generation. However, he stood no chance against the other man. He didn't even need to draw his sword; the hilt alone severely injured him.
His companions were also quite strong, one was a great swordsman and two were ninth-rank swordsmen, but they were equally vulnerable in front of Yue Fanling's guards, and they were not even qualified to let the other party draw their swords.
Most of the people watching the excitement outside the field were not very strong, and many of the children of aristocratic families were not necessarily much stronger than Zheng Zhi, so although they were filled with righteous indignation and cursed loudly, they did not feel embarrassed to go up and embarrass themselves.
After all, this wasn't a gang fight, but a challenge between swordsmen. Since Yue Fanchen and his companions were from the Shangyue Kingdom, the outcome of this challenge was even more crucial to the dignity and reputation of the Anyun Kingdom. In fact, the young swordsmen had already lost their dignity by joining forces to attack Longya in anger, so they certainly couldn't just rush in all at once.
In a fair one-on-one duel, let alone Yue Fanchen, even the muscular young guard is far stronger than most of the swordsmen of the same age present. If they go up, they will not only lose their own face, but also the face of Anyunguo.
"Are these the so-called elites of Anyun Kingdom? They are so vulnerable!" Longya looked at the Anyun swordsmen who were cursing around him and said contemptuously.
"Young Master, why don't you just forget it? These so-called young masters from Anyun Country are just so-so and are not worthy of being your opponents." A guard next to him said to Yue Fanchen.
"Long Xin is right. If you compete with such an opponent, you will only lose your status. It will get out and say that our Shangyue Kingdom is bullying Anyun Kingdom. Why don't you go back? We don't want to waste our energy with them." The guard on the other side also advised.
The words of these few people were like loud slaps in the face of every Anyun citizen.
"Shut up, Yue Fanchen, let me see your skills!" Finally, someone couldn't help it. With an angry shout, a tall young man flew out and stood in front of Yue Fanchen.
His tall figure and handsome appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Mu Chengxuan, it's Mu Chengxuan from the Mu family." The people outside the venue cheered, and even some young girls who were just beginning to fall in love screamed in surprise.
That’s right, it was Mu Chengxuan who stepped forward.
He had previously successfully passed the test of the Sword of Enlightenment and shocked the audience with his outstanding performance. Later, he was accepted as a disciple by Long Congyuan. Mu Chengxuan stole the limelight and became famous overnight, even overshadowing the already famous Qi Kaiyuan, Cheng Zhicheng and Guan Shanhe, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
But he didn't expect that before the time was up, his limelight was snatched away by Mu Hanyan and he was soon forgotten by everyone.
Until now, he still couldn't figure out why Gong Hongru and Wenren Qingqiu took a fancy to Mu Hanyan and even fought with him to accept him as their disciple. He just felt unwilling and dissatisfied.
So, when he saw Yue Fanchen and his three servants humiliating Anyunguoti in this way, he didn't think much about it and jumped out directly.
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