Chapter 51: Forced onto Liangshan (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Yang Ying's stunning face burst forth with a dazzling smile, "I hope you'll spare me, junior brother."

  At that moment, a group of male cultivators were so envious that their souls were upside down, and they were jealous to death. How could Li Tianyi, this little brat, have such good fortune?

  Zhang Liang also mixed into the inner palace, he had a way in Hengshan Hall of course, but to get closer, he spent 100 contributions.

  Every time he saw Yang Ying, she seemed more beautiful than before, and Zhang Liang was also a little dazed. He too yearned to be able to chat and laugh with Yang Ying like Tang Wei did, but unfortunately, he only had that one chance.

  "Time is almost up, aren't people from Leigongtang coming yet?"

  "Yeah, what's going on? We're just here to see the excitement."

  The good things of other branches outside have also waited for half a day, and the arrival of Yang Ying, Ming Ren, and Li Tianyi made things more fun. However, as the most important accompaniment, Lei Guangtang actually played a big card.

  On the way to Hengshan Hall now.

  Wang Meng, Zhang Xiaojiang, Hu Jing, Ma Tianer and Zhou Qian are walking.

  "Zhang Xiaopang, be realistic for once, why bother with these fancy things!"

  "I had no idea this Tianlong horse was so bad, it flies for one hour and rests for two hours."

  Zhang Xiaojiang was also speechless. Since no one gave them any face, they had to make a bigger scene themselves, so they rented a Tianlong horse carriage. The result... was too fake. What kind of Tianlong horse is just a horse with a flying symbol stuck on it? They were totally ripped off.

  The five of them could only stick to the divine symbol and hurry along, rushing slowly until they finally arrived at Hengshan Hall. Like a separate hall, it was vastly different from the tranquility of Leigong Hall. Hengshan Hall was obviously much grander, with an atmosphere that was surging and majestic.

  "Zhang Xiaopang, be more realistic next time, don't exhaust yourself before you even arrive."

  Wang Meng's strength is the worst among them, and using this consumptive talisman is very unprofitable.

  Even if Wang Meng had the ability to penetrate heaven and earth, this real consumption was still unavoidable.

  The disciples of Hengshan Hall at the entrance saw the attire of the five and hurriedly chased after them, "You guys hurry up, what's going on? The hall battle is about to start late, everyone is waiting for you!"

  The disciples of Yokoyama Hall are anxiously waiting outside, while inside they repeatedly urge and hurry, it is said that the eldest son has already lost his temper. The top is anxious, and the bottom will definitely be criticized, but they are just innocent, not because they didn't let Leiguan Hall come. From the beginning, they wanted to scold them severely, even beat them up, now they just hope these ancestors can enter quickly.

  The stage is set, there's no supporting actor, but the lead will definitely be popular.

  "Several seniors, let's take a breather, it's... too tiring."

  Zhang Xiaopang was also panting, but it wasn't because his yuan power was exhausted, but because he had too much flesh.

  Several disciples of Hengshan Hall were so anxious that they almost vomited blood, and they couldn't wait to beat these useless people to death. However, at this moment, even the useless ones are also masters.

  "Alright, let's get moving! The battle has begun and you're already nearly half a time late. By rights, we should declare you losers, but since Mount Heng Hall is magnanimous, hurry up, hurry up!"

  The brothers of Yokoyama Hall were sandwiched in front and back, urging the five people on, as if they were afraid they would run away.

  Zhang Xiaojiang patted his belly, and his mouth curled up into a smile. "Not bad, I've often heard that Hengshan Hall is not very reputable, but it seems the rumors are false. Several of my senior brothers are quite enthusiastic."

  "Haha, yeah, yeah." The disciples of Hengshan Hall laughed and said, "Wait a minute, little fatty, you'll know what real enthusiasm is soon."

  Inside the Hengshan Hall, everyone was chatting and laughing. Tang Wei and others thought that the people from Leigongtang could arrive a bit later, so they could chat with Yang Ying for a few more sentences. Such opportunities were rare, and there were several people present who had competitive abilities.

  "Reporting to Senior Brother, someone from Leigong Hall has arrived."

  Tang Wei's face was solemn, and he nodded, "Yang Shimei, Ming Ren brother, please."

  Tang Wei didn't let Li Tianyi speak, no matter how strong he was, in terms of status and position, he wasn't qualified to open his mouth yet.

  Li Tianyi didn't care about Tang Wei's complicated thoughts, he was more anxious than anyone else present.

  As soon as he went out, Tang Wei was stunned... Where did so many people come from?

  The number of disciples in Yokoyama Hall is the largest among the nine halls, but it's not that many.

  As soon as Yang Ying came out, there was a burst of applause. Tang Wei was stunned for a moment, damn it, these guys were all here for the beauty of Fei Feng Tang.

  Several junior sisters who came with Yang Ying immediately surrounded her in the center, apparently everyone completely ignored this battle, the key is to look at Yang Ying.

  Zhang Liang was also shouting with joy in the crowd.

  As soon as he saw Yang Ying, Zhang Xiaojian's saliva almost dripped down, and there was actually such a beautiful... beautifully bubbly girl in this world!

  Then Zhang Xiaojiang suddenly turned around and said seriously: "Brother Meng, I think this chick is still worthy of you!"

  "Master brother won't like this type!" Ma Tian'er said before Wang Meng could speak.

  "Haha, how is it possible? This beauty is what all men like, right, Brother Meng?"

  Zhang Xiaopang fiddled with it for a while, Wang Meng glanced at Yang Ying, and walked over lightly, beautiful?

  In Wang Meng's heart, one article is worthless.

  Li Tianyi of Lingyintang stared at Wang Meng with a dead gaze, while Wang Meng smiled and nodded slightly.

  "Is it him?" Ming Ren frowned beside him.

  "It's him!"

  Not just Ming Ren, even Ling Yin's Four Tigers were stunned... This guy can actually break the Nine Heavens Departing Fire Sword? Him?

  "Brother Ming, since you're here, why don't you preside over this martial arts contest? And Yang will be the witness, how's that?"

  Tang Wei smiled and said, no matter how you explain it, as long as people like Yang Ying come, it's just to give him face, coming out to mix, face is the most important thing.

  "No problem."

  "Alright." Yang Ying also nodded, her eyes sweeping over the five people from Leigong Hall, a clear disappointment in her gaze, while the five people from Hengshan Hall stood up straight with their heads held high.

  Tang Wei would certainly not take the field, and it was too much to ask him to personally deal with Lei Guangtong, but he couldn't be careless either, so he let Shen Tu lead the team, which was also a safe bet.

  Both parties handed over the spirit stones, forty pieces of middle-grade spirit stones and four hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stones piled together, dazzling to the point that their eyes were blurred.

  Tang Wei didn't expect that Lei Guangtang would actually bring it out, and Zhang Xiaopang was reluctant to put it down, as if his life depended on it. Upholding the family tradition of loving talent like life itself, Zhang Zhenren had never been so generous before.

  "First, let me introduce the players on both sides," Ming Ren said. "Hengshan Tang Shentu, Zhang Heng, Hua Wuxiong, Wu Dongjin, Suo Ming."

  Every time a name is called, the disciples of Hengshan Hall will erupt in thunderous cheers that shake the sky. To say nothing of others, Leigong Hall can't even compare to this aspect. Although Hengshan Hall can't match the elite halls like Daoguang Hall, they have their own way of survival.

  "Lei Guangtang Zhou Qian, Hu Jing, Zhang Xiaojiang, Ma Tianer, Wang Meng."

  Call out a name, and there's a burst of whispers on this side. In fact, the whispers are all inexplicable, because these people have never even heard of it, a group of rookies.

  Zhou Qian is still the one with the highest level of cultivation among the crowd, and until now Zhou Qian doesn't know which nerve went wrong, yet he also followed along to this place, isn't this just asking for trouble? Looking around at the Hengshan Hall disciples who are staring fiercely, a chill ran down his spine.

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