C1381 Master Invites You to Fight
C1381 Master Invites You to Fight
Sima Zhengming's face was also ugly.
The feeling of being slapped in the face by a junior made him very unhappy.
However, he couldn't teach Zhang Baizhan a lesson.
After all, Zhang Baizhan was going up the mountain to challenge a junior. As a Grandmaster of the Ancient Path Martial Arts, he would be laughed at by the Dao World and Ancient Martial Realm if news of him attacking a junior were to spread.
Zhang Baizhan must have grasped this mentality, which was why he chose to challenge someone today.
However, he had the right to be arrogant, which was why the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect were not able to live up to his expectations.
Sima Chongting gritted his teeth and asked Sima Zhengming to fight, "Master, let me go!"
"Idiot, go to the side!" Sima Zhengming glared at Sima Chongting. "This man has bad intentions. He is fierce. If you are not careful, he might kill you.
"I still want someone to take care of me in the future. How can I let you go and die?"
Sima Chongting gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness.
Sima Ann heard Sima Zhengming say "kill me. At that moment, his eyes lit up and flashed with an evil light.
He pointed at Zhang Baizhan and said with a mocking expression, "Don't be arrogant, you bastard. There is someone in the Eight Trigrams Sect who can deal with you!"
"Oh? I wonder which genius it is?"
Zhang Baizhan's eyes were full of disdain.
He had come prepared today. Before coming here, he had specially inquired about the news of the Eight Trigrams Sect.
Zhang Baizhan knew that there was no one in the Eight Trigrams Sect who could fight him. That was why he was so fearless.
Sima Ann rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed in Ye Hong's direction. "It's him!"
"Huh?!"
Zhang Baizhan looked at Ye Hong and asked with a frown," Who is this person? "
Sima Ann deliberately exaggerated, "This person's surname is Ye Minghong. He is our sect master's last disciple!
With him taking action, you should just obediently surrender!"
Zhang Baizhan frowned and looked at Ye Hong, his face full of doubt. "Are you really Sima Zhengming's closed door disciple?"
He looked over and did not find any aura of ancient martial arts on Ye Hong's body. He could not help but feel disdain in his heart.
It seemed like he was just an ordinary young man.
Ye Hong did not pay attention to Zhang Baizhan. Instead, he looked at Sima Ann with a smile. "Senior Brother An, your ability is above mine. I would like to invite you to fight."
Ye Hong's heart was as bright as a mirror. He immediately saw through Sima Ann's trick.
Sima Ann clearly had evil intentions.
He asked Ye Hong to accept the challenge. If he won, it would be fine. If he lost, Ye Hong would become a sinner of Eight Trigrams Sect!
Ye Hong was not a fool. He immediately threw the big pot back to Sima Ann.
Sima Ann was shocked when he saw Zhang Baizhan look back at him.
He waved his hand and laughed dryly. "You must be joking. I am not as good as you."
Sima Ann saw that Ye Hong seemed to want to speak again, and immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation, "Junior brother, you tried to shirk all kinds of excuses. Could it be that you do not want to share the sect master's burden?!"
Sima Zhengming shook his head repeatedly when he saw this.
If Ye Hong was really his disciple, he would really have to grit his teeth and fight.
However, other than himself, ordinary disciples like Sima Ann did not know one thing. Ye Hong was not Sima Zhengming's disciple at all.
In other words, even if Ye Hong didn't want to fight, Sima Zhengming couldn't force him.
Therefore, Sima Zhengming could only sigh quietly. He smiled at Ye Hong and said, " Ye, I would like to ask you to spar with this fellow disciple of Dao Sect of the Dragon and Tiger. Are you willing?"
As he spoke, he winked at Ye Hong and silently made a "1" gesture with his hand.