Chapter 1160: Chapter 1186: Knock His Head Off! (Three more) Chapter 1160: Chapter 1186: Knock His Head Off! (Three more) Ill-intentioned visitors indeed, as they say, “the good ones never come.”
Zhou Tong squinted his eyes and looked at the middle-aged woman, smiling as he spoke, “Elder Fang, what do you mean by that?”
Elder Fang replied with a smile, “I heard that Elder Zhou has taken a young man as his mentor, and I was merely curious to meet this young man.”
Zhou Tong's eyes narrowed even more, smaller than Tu Mieyang's, and his smile brightened as he looked at Elder Fang and said, “Just to meet him, really?”
Tu Mieyang snorted coldly and said, “Of course it's not just to meet; you old fool have lost all our faces by worshipping a young lad as your mentor. What can he teach you?”
Zhou Tong glanced at Tu Mieyang and leisurely said, “What he can teach me, I am still not sure, but I am quite clear about what he can teach you, old fool. Do you want to know?”
“You!” Although Tu Mieyang always seemed unable to outtalk Zhou Tong, his eyes narrowed as he responded, “I really would like to know, what can a lad teach me?”
“He can teach you how to behave!” Zhou Tong laughed heartily, immensely pleased with himself, watching the crowd around him become speechless.
In front of so many juniors, for such confrontation to occur at the threshold, it was already embarrassing enough. Yet none of the people present felt embarrassed; on the contrary, they found the situation increasingly amusing.
The leader of the Green Lotus Sect wore a mocking expression as he watched Zhou Tong and Tu Mieyang's faces change repeatedly, and stayed silent.
The disciples around them dared not breathe too loudly, though their eyes shone with keen interest.
Among the Six Gates, these elders usually got along well, but whenever they met, they would clash with each other, a longstanding tradition within the Six Gates.
At such times, disciples should just mind their own business, absolutely never getting involved.
Just then, Dong Tianming chuckled and stepped forward to Zhou Tong, speaking respectfully, “Elder Zhou, I too am very curious to meet Yang Zhen.”
“Nonsense!”
Zhou Tong barked angrily, staring at Dong Tianming, “You dare to casually mention Yang Zhen's name?”
Dong Tianming's face suddenly changed as he hastily said, “Elder Zhou, please calm down.”
Zhou Tong snorted coldly, staring at Tu Mieyang, “Look at the disciple you've trained. Does he even have any sense of respect for his superiors?”
Tu Mieyang's face also became incredibly grim as he retorted coldly, “You old thing also know about respect and rank? After what you've done, do you still have any awareness of being an elder?”
Zhou Tong glared at him, “Is it your place to interfere?”
“How can I not interfere? Your actions have been considered a tremendous disgrace by the people of the Upper Three Gates.”
Tu Mieyang, unbudging, stared at Zhou Tong and rebuked, “Today, you must give me an explanation, or else I will be ashamed to be associated with an old thing like you.”
“Not associated then, not associated. Who cares?” Zhou Tong glared.
Just as the two were about to come to blows, Yang Zhen slowly made his way through the crowd.
Seeing Yang Zhen appear, all the disciples exclaimed in unison, almost instinctively clearing a path for him.
Yang Zhen, with a confused expression, looked at Zhou Tong and a triangle-eyed old man glaring at each other and curiously asked, “What are you guys doing?”
Zhou Tong's face turned very ugly, and he snorted coldly, “How did you come out?”
Yang Zhen, aware that these people were up to no good, waved his hand and said, “There's always a time to come out, right? What, did you run into trouble?”
Zhou Tong laughed abruptly, pointing at Tu Mieyang and said, “Trouble? Do you think this old thing can cause any trouble for me?”
Yang Zhen sneered, “Come on, you're practically having a heart attack, and yet you say he can't trouble you? I'm sure I can trouble you, so what would you have me do?”
Zhou Tong burst into loud laughter, a look of schadenfreude on his face as he pointed at Tu Mieyang, “Make this old geezer's head tilt.”
Yang Zhen was startled and glared at Zhou Tong, “Have you lost your mind? This is like finishing him off with one blow. You're asking me to tilt his head on such a terrifying person?”
Tu Mieyang's group watched the conversation between Yang Zhen and Zhou Tong with their mouths agape, their faces filled with absurdity.
At that moment, Dong Tianming suddenly stepped forward, smiling at Yang Zhen, “So you're Yang Zhen? I may not know what exactly your relationship is with Elder Zhou Tong, but… if it's a bout with the master, it seems you'd only be asking for trouble. How about this instead? Your reputation in the top three sects is already resounding like the midday sun. Dong here might be unskilled, but I could try testing your strength on my master's behalf, how does that sound?”
Yang Zhen regarded Dong Tianming curiously. At that moment, Dong Tianming didn't try to disguise his aura at all. The cultivation of the Great Saint Realm was fully displayed, a terrifying surge of power ready to be unleashed, which was daunting.
Zhou Tong looked somewhat upset. If Yang Zhen and Dong Tianming were to engage, wouldn't that mean he was much lesser in status than this old geezer, Tu Mieyang?
But in such a situation, he couldn't just say that his relationship with Yang Zhen was merely due to a bet, a jest, could he? That would be like lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet.
Zhou Tong's face exhibited an uncertain and glum expression; he snorted coldly, glancing at the gleefully watching Tu Mieyang with a face full of disgust.
There was no helping it. The current situation was in no way favorable for Zhou Tong.
Seeing the strange looks of the people around, Zhou Tong snorted coldly and pulled Yang Zhen aside, “Kid, don't take these people seriously. They're just looking for trouble out of boredom.”
Yang Zhen, seeing the troubled expression on Zhou Tong's face, burst into laughter, looking at Zhou Tong with keen interest, “How about I tilt his disciple's head first, then teach you how to cultivate, and after that, you can tilt his head yourself? Wouldn't that solve the problem?”
Zhou Tong's eyes lit up, he started to speak but then resignedly said, “What could you possibly teach an old man like me, you rascal?”
Hearing that Yang Zhen was indeed planning to 'teach' Zhou Tong, everyone present was shocked.
Dong Tianming opened his mouth but was too stunned to speak. Purple Star Saintess from South Heaven Gate looked on with curiosity, sizing up Yang Zhen with a mysterious smile, then glancing towards Dong Tianming.
Yang Zhen saw everyone's expressions and grinned.
None of them were simple. Despite the seemingly absurd situation, wasn't it all for a leadership title in the end?
Since that was the case, he would let them see what it meant to call everyone “junior”!
Just then, Dong Tianming suddenly burst out laughing, as if afraid Yang Zhen would back out, “Such bold words, Yang Zhen. If you can remain undefeated against me, you win, how about that?”
At these words, a gleam flashed in the eyes of Purple Star Saintess.
With Dong Tianming's cultivation of the Great Saint Realm, facing Yang Zhen's Saint Realm cultivation, it appeared to favor Yang Zhen, but in reality, how many practitioners in the Saint Realm could stand undefeated against someone in the Great Saint Realm?
“It's done for, Yang Zhen has dug his own grave now.”
“Maybe a miracle will happen. Elder Zhou Tong himself admitted Yang Zhen was his master, maybe Yang Zhen truly has something exceptional about him?”
“Something exceptional? For all this time, I haven't seen Yang Zhen guide Elder Zhou Tong in any way. The relationship between them as master and disciple is just because Yang Zhen won a bet with Elder Zhou Tong, it's insignificant.”
“Regardless, the matter of Dong Tianming leading the Six Gates must be settled. Let this be a lesson for Yang Zhen, to let him realize there are always greater people out there.”
“Yes, lest he embarrass our Sky Termination Gate on the Grand Desolation Garden Emperor Road, but… Elder Zhou Tong really is being reckless.”
“That's just Elder Zhou Tong's personality.”
“Look, it's starting.”
“He's… really fighting?”
Chapter end
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