Zheng Tieshu was so angry that his chest felt like it was going to explode.
Guo Feng is despicable!
Every single word they uttered occupied the moral high ground!
Moreover, every word he uttered was aggressive and confrontational!
He gritted his teeth and said, "So what if you can act violently? Do you really think my Qinling Holy Land has no ancestors left?"
"So what if we're ancestors?"
Guo Feng sneered, "Does my sacred land of Shu not have any ancestors? The ancestors of the Zhao and Wu families returned, and my Sima family's ancestor, Sima Chongshan, immediately returned!"
"They are all experts above level 60!"
"Besides, how many of you can rival the Holy Lord of Shu, Sima Hui, the military commander?"
"I am known as the Young Holy Lord of Shu. Do you want to compare backgrounds with me?"
He then added, "Moreover, this challenge was ordered to me by Minister Li. Minister Li is the second best in the world. What, do you want your ancestor to come out and beat me up?"
"you--"
Zheng Tieshu was so angry that he was speechless.
The other family heads of the Qinling Holy Land also had their expressions change repeatedly.
In terms of strength, I am inferior to my opponent.
In terms of background, they are inferior to the other party!
You can't win an argument with them!
But if they admit defeat, will their sacred Qinling Mountains still have a place in the world?
Wouldn't that make us a laughing stock?
For a time, both sides found themselves in a difficult predicament.
"Alright, stop arguing!"
Just then, a voice came from the horizon.
A moment later, a person shot over.
He was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and a youthful face, but he was exceptionally tall.
He is probably 1.9 meters tall.
As soon as the old man arrived, he said, “At this moment, everyone is at fault. Tie Shu, as the lord of the Holy Land, you are indeed lacking in magnanimity and vision.”
"Guo Feng, you don't need to be so aggressive."
"Alright, let's drop this matter for now and I'll go and discuss it with Minister Li!"
He then looked at Guo Feng and asked, "How is it?"
"I don't care."
Guo Feng shrugged. "Fighting is fine, not fighting is fine too."
The old man looked at Zheng Tieshu: "Tieshu, what do you say?"
Zheng Tieshu gritted his teeth: "I will obey the Ancestor's orders!"
"In that case, let's end today's competition here. Guo Feng is the winner. Our 315 new generation descendants from the Qinling Holy Land will enter the world on September 1st and report to the Ministry of Education."
The patriarch of the Zheng family looked at Guo Feng and said, "This can be considered an explanation."
"good!"
Yuchi Zhan also breathed a sigh of relief.
If they really go on a killing spree, the consequences are unpredictable!
He couldn't help but glance at Guo Feng again. That little bastard was really good at causing trouble!
However, today's incident is not entirely his fault.
"Until we meet again, senior."
Guo Feng also smiled. His purpose in coming here was to give the Holy Land an excuse to break the ancestral precepts and allow the younger generation to enter the world.
Offending people is one thing.
Offending someone to the point of death and creating a life-or-death feud is another matter entirely.
He was also clever; with just a few words, he had already deconstructed the main issue of the conflict.
It's not that they've made an enemy of the sacred Qinling Mountains, but rather that they've made an enemy of the Zheng family of Qinling.
As he spoke, he looked at the other young people from the sacred Qinling Mountains: "You are actually quite good. The more experience you gain outside, the greater your opportunities will be. You can hate me, you can despise me."
"This is just my personality, and I'm not afraid of being disliked!"
"However, the country will treat well everyone who brings glory to the nation and serves the people!"
He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, saying, "Until we meet again. You are welcome to seek revenge against me!"
After he finished speaking, he walked through the crowd with Yuchi Zhan and the others.
With his departure, the sacred land of Qinling breathed a sigh of relief.
About an hour later.
Guo Feng and his group checked into a hotel in Anshi, the capital of Shaanxi Province.
I just settled in.
Liu Qiang ran over and shouted, "Old Guo, look at Weibo! You seem to have really scared those holy sites this time!"
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