At the foot of Xiaoqiong Peak, many Taixuan disciples blocked the entrance to the mountain path, staring at the direction of the mountain top in frustration.
The few people standing in the front rolled up their sleeves and kept shouting towards the mountain.
"Nezha, you actually have the audacity to call Taixuan disciples useless? Come out and fight me if you're brave enough!"
"Yes, you actually scolded everyone with just one sentence. Aren't you a little too arrogant? If you have the guts, come down the mountain. Zhang Wang from Wuxiang Peak challenges you!"
"You're right. It's just a stroke of luck. This is a good opportunity for you to see the true strength of these losers you're talking about."
“…”
Li Changan stared at the mountain below in amazement, and didn't react for a long time.
"Nezha, what's going on? How come you've attracted so much hatred just after I left for a short while?"
"I guess someone who doesn't know you would think you dug up someone's ancestral grave."
Nezha had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at the Taixuan disciples gathered at the foot of the mountain and slowly uttered two words.
"Useless!"
Li Changan: "..."
"What should I do? These guys are going to challenge you. Do you want to go down and play?"
Nezha rolled his eyes in disdain, turned around and sat cross-legged under the old locust tree.
This girl's temperament is so calm that she doesn't look like a thirteen-year-old girl. Instead, she looks like an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and is always calm.
Li Changan couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Actually, you should go and have some fun. Don't act like an old man all day, with a face full of bitterness and hatred. A kid should act like a kid."
Nezha: "No!"
"Look, I've taken a rough look and found that these people down the mountain are third or fourth generation disciples. Most of them are practicing Qi and building their foundation. If you beat them, I'll reward you with something nice. How about that?"
Nezha: "No!"
Li Changan: "..."
"At least think about it. I'm your senior brother after all. You're making me lose face."
Nezha thought for a while and said, "...No!"
Li Changan pounded his chest. He felt that there was something wrong with his mentality recently.
He decided to change his approach and find the guy's weakness.
"As long as you beat these guys down the mountain, I'll make you something delicious. Hot pot, have you tried it?"
Nezha hesitated for a moment and did not refuse decisively as before.
"What is hot pot?"
"Hey, you don't know this, right? Hot pot is a delicacy I invented. I use a special seasoning to make the base of the pot, then cook all kinds of ingredients in it: beef, mutton, tripe, fish fillets, vegetarian chicken... Finally, dip it in the spices and eat it while you're cooking. The taste is so good, wow..."
Nezha stood up decisively and walked outside.
This little foodie really fell for it.
Nearly a hundred disciples from Taixuan Peak gathered at the foot of Xiaoqiong Peak. They came from all the peaks. Most of them were in the Foundation Establishment Stage, with a small number in the Qi Refining Stage and a few in the Guiyuan Stage.
The people in the Guiyuan stage seemed very lonely and cold. They stood at the farthest point with their arms folded, looking at Xiaoqiong Peak across a large group of people. The people in the Qi Refining stage huddled at the back. Only the disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage, who were the largest number, stretched their necks and muttered in frustration.
Then, they saw a girl in a red dress slowly walking down the mountain path.
"Nezha, it's Nezha!"
"It was him who, during the Divine Aspect Peak class, called all of us Taixuan disciples trash and good-for-nothings. He was so arrogant and conceited."
"Yes, this girl relies on her status as a second-generation disciple of the Ninth Peak to look down on all of us. We must let her see who is the loser!"
"right……"
Behind this group of people, Xiao Gan looked at Nezha on the mountain road with complicated eyes, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth.
He should have been the most outstanding young talent among Taixuan's new recruits. He should have entered the Ninth Peak and enjoyed the glory of being looked up to by everyone. But this guy not only took away everything that belonged to him, but also made himself a joke.
Xiao Gan gritted his teeth, suddenly pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front.
"Nezha, I want to challenge you!"
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
Nezha glanced at Xiao Gan who rushed to the front and waved his hand arrogantly.
"You can't."
Without waiting for Xiao Gan to refute, Nezha stretched out his hand and circled the area in front of him, "You, you, you, right, just you two, come together."
I'll join in!
This is too arrogant. A newcomer points at the noses of the old guys and calls them losers, but he actually challenges everyone. This is not just arrogance.
This is a slap in the face.
Not only Xiao Gan could not stand, but some of Taixuan's old disciples could not sit still either. Their faces flushed and they were rubbing shoulders with each other, and it seemed that they were about to gang up on him and beat him up.
Behind the crowd, a young disciple of Guiyuan stared at Nezha and laughed.
"Nezha, are you too arrogant? My Taixuan Sect has a thousand years of heritage, and you can't learn it in a day or two. Don't think that just because Li Changan helps you build your foundation, you can be the boss of the world."
The young disciple is named Jiang Yan, a third-generation disciple of Cangming Peak. He usually has a strong presence among the Taixuan disciples. During this period, he has been flattered by this group of newcomers, and his self-confidence is overflowing.
"Since you've put down such arrogant words, if I don't fulfill your wish, it would be a shame for you to look down on me."
He raised his chin and said, "Xiao Gan, go ahead and show this little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet who is the strongest newcomer this year."
Xiao Gan hesitated for a moment, then remembered what Jiang Yan had said to him before and nodded.
"Nezha, Xiao Gan, the third-generation disciple of Taixuan Peak, formally challenges you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
The Taixuan disciples around him suddenly quieted down. From any perspective, Xiao Gan was the most qualified and most suitable person to challenge Nezha.
Of Taixuan's newest disciples this year, setting aside the monstrous Nezha, Xiao Gan was naturally the strongest. He was already at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment when he first joined, and he was rumored to have made another breakthrough recently. As for Taixuan's veteran disciples, while some remained stuck at Foundation Establishment due to limited talent, they were proud of their seniority and didn't want to argue with a thirteen-year-old girl.
Of course, they are more afraid of being slapped in the face, which would make it difficult for them to save face.
This is also the reason why Jiang Yan pushed Xiao Gan out.
Nezha stood on the mountain path, looking down from above. He glanced at Xiao Gan with a look of contempt and disdain on his face.
"You? Forget it."
“…Useless!”
Xiao Gan's eyelids twitched and his face turned red instantly.
In the past seventeen years, he had never heard anyone call him a loser, but when facing Nezha, he couldn't find any words to refute him.
Are you a loser?
For a monster who doesn't need to practice Qi and can build a foundation in a month, he is really a loser.
But what can I do? Who in this world doesn't practice Qigong?
"Nezha, don't be so arrogant..." Before Xiao Gan finished his words, he saw Nezha raising his arm domineeringly and pointing at Jiang Yan behind him.
"Hey, that long-faced guy, what's your name? If you're not afraid of death, come and challenge me!"
In an instant, the whole audience fell silent.
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