Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian, along with a group of disciples, followed Bai Wuyou, the master of Wuyou Pavilion, on their journey to Wuyou Pavilion. However, Xie Zhou was not familiar with the five people and had never spoken to them.
The five people from the Sword Sect all disliked Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian, but they didn't say it outright. Their eyes darted around and darted back and forth the whole time, making quite a scene.
If I had to pick the one I dislike the most, it would be Xie Zhou. Even in the sheltered environment of the Sword Sect, she caused so much trouble, and her glib tongue was truly annoying.
The thought of having to stay in the Worry-Free Pavilion with this big troublesome person for training made the five members of the Sword Sect feel frustrated. They were angry but dared not express it, because Bai Wuyou was there and they could not openly vent their anger.
They all had their own sense of propriety and cared a lot about their reputation. They didn't expect to start fighting amongst themselves before they even finished their training, making themselves a laughing stock for outsiders and something to talk about later.
Although the five members of the Sword Sect did not show it on their faces, the air was thick with frost. Even a fool could see that they had secretly banded together to isolate Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian.
Although the Sword Sect members disliked Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian and treated them coldly on the way, they did not show it, at least maintaining a facade of "harmony".
Upon arriving at Wuyou Pavilion, one is greeted by bamboo trees arranged in an orderly fashion on both sides of the stone pillars and facade. A wisp of mist seems to float and dissipate inside, giving it an ethereal and otherworldly feel. Above the stone steps is a high platform, where many people from Wuyou Pavilion stand.
Bai Wuyou led Xie Zhou and his group slowly up into the swirling mist. Xie Zhou was thinking that since they were already here, he should at least give them some face and greet them politely. This would help him get along well with the disciples of Wuyou Pavilion in the next few days and make it easier for him to find the second half of the "Mental Power Cultivation Method".
Unexpectedly, just as Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian were about to take the lead in bowing, they suddenly heard a student sneer, the laugh full of sarcasm. Then they heard a student from the Worry-Free Pavilion speak rudely and mockingly about Xie Zhou.
"Hey, isn't this Xie Zhou? The famous Xie Zhou? How come he looks like such a rough and ugly man?"
"You're wrong about that. If you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have realized she was a woman!" The Wuyou Pavilion disciples nearby burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
These few words quickly provoked Xie Zhou's anger. She clenched her fists, her eyes gradually turning fierce, as if she was about to beat up these rude guys the next second.
At this moment, Luo Fantian, who had been ignoring Xie Zhou for the past few days out of anger, suddenly grabbed Xie Zhou's wrist from the inside and gestured to her not to make a move, lest she incur the wrath of the Wuyou Pavilion and bring unnecessary disaster upon herself.
It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.
If she doesn't argue with these people, the matter might just pass. She's here to find that half-scroll of book, so there's no need to get angry with them, lest she find herself in the Worry-Free Pavilion, so close to the book, yet still restricted from touching it.
Xie Zhou could only grit his teeth and think to himself: These people really don't know what's good for them! Once we leave this Worry-Free Pavilion, I'll definitely teach these smug brats a lesson and show them what they should and shouldn't say.
Faced with the provocation from the advanced students of Wuyou Pavilion, Xie Zhou remained unmoved and responded with a cold laugh. His eyes were filled with a murderous rage, which made the disciples of Wuyou Pavilion feel a little uneasy. However, the few who had been being sarcastic did not stop and continued to talk about the others with smiles.
"Are the guys behind you all Xie Zhou's henchmen?"
One of the five disciples from the Sword Sect couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up, "Can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'followers'? Are you blind? We're here to train as exchange students!"
"Ha, a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, poor and weak scholars, dare to shout in the Worry-Free Pavilion. I'm afraid that if we in the Worry-Free Pavilion put one punch on you, your Sword Sect people will be like delicate young ladies, falling down with one punch and only able to whine and cry after two punches, right?"
"You should all go back to your Sword Sect and be obedient young ladies! Hahahaha..."
At this moment, several more people turned green with anger after being spoken to by a few advanced students from the Worry-Free Pavilion. Their amiable expressions suddenly turned gloomy, and they couldn't stand it, so they pretended to fight with the disciples of the Worry-Free Pavilion.
"If you're so capable, let's have a competition! Stop talking big!"
"If we want to compete, you're probably not qualified. We'll probably beat you little girls until you're crying, and then you'll have to come and comfort us, saying we bullied you!"
"You! You've said everything, good and bad, you're shameless!" Several disciples of the Sword Sect were about to cry out; that person from the Worry-Free Pavilion was just too infuriating.
Luo Fantian clearly sensed something was wrong. Why did these disciples of the Worry-Free Pavilion seem to be deliberately provoking them, making them feel like they were being forced into a trap and actively responding to the challenge?
Luo Fantian was about to remind the few people beside him who had suggested accepting the invitation that there might be a trap behind it, but he was met with a scornful look.
"Luo Fantian, are you scared?"
"As a senior brother, you're actually afraid of such an unknown junior? It seems the Sword Sect has really wasted its time raising a coward like you!"
Ao Tian was the leader of the five-person team sent by the Sword Sect, excluding Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian. He was already so angry that he was out of his mind.
Luo Fantian was about to say: They might be deliberately provoking a few hot-blooded disciples in the sect who don't know how to consider the overall situation.
Unexpectedly, the captain of this five-person team, Ao Tian, was so impetuous and unyielding, wanting to seriously challenge the senior students of Wuyou Pavilion.
Then, before anyone could even put down their luggage, they were all pulled to the martial arts arena of Wuyou Pavilion. Bai Wuyou sat below the stage, sipping fragrant tea and watching the commotion on the stage with great interest.
As the leader of the pavilion, Bai Wuyou didn't care about anything. He just wanted to watch the show. Of course, this was all at his behest. He wanted to see Xie Zhou and this group of idiots get beaten to a pulp and kneel at his feet begging for mercy.
"This is just a simple martial arts contest. Do not engage in any other heinous or harmful acts that could harm others. Do you all understand?"
Bai Wuyou sat below the stage and curled the corners of his mouth. Everything was as he expected. These disciples from the Sword Sect were all brave but reckless, and they were sent up one by one like fools.
They're probably still green on the outside, yet they're already challenging everything without any fear. They really think they're something special. What a joke.
Both Wuyou Pavilion and Sword Sect proposed that each side send five people to fight in a round-robin format, while Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian, who were not favored, were left out and treated as substitutes.
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