Chapter One Hundred and Forty Six – Zuo Mo’s Sorrowful Indignation (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Six – Zuo Mo’s Sorrowful Indignation
Yan Le’s expression was extremely strange. He focused on business, and naturally could understand lip language. Those that also knew how to read lips were also like Yan Le. They were stunned by Nan Men Yang’s onslaught of words.
The surroundings were too quiet, so quiet it was strange. Yan Le tried to open his mouth a few times, but couldn’t say a word. This strange silence was like a kind of pressure. No one spoke at this time.
Pei Yuan Ran’s mind was a mess. He had completely lost the ability to think. The strange scene in front of him was the straw that broke the camel’s back. All of his intelligence, his experience, none of it was useful right now. His gaze was blank.
Why did the sect have such a problematic person… …
Buzz buzz buzz.
Like the sound of bees flapping their wings, the noise steadily grew, gathering into a flood, booming. Everyone felt their ears ring. In one instant, they could not hear anything.
After a while, this wave of sound calmed and became peaceful.
Shock, weirdness, amazement… … all kinds of emotions were mixed together on the audience’s faces. No one could keep their calm.
“This Nan Men Yang’s mouth is stronger than flying swords!” Yan Le couldn’t help but praise. That’s right, he really was praising! His societal experience was extremely rich and knew just how effective a mouth was at many times.
Shi Feng Rong hurriedly inquired. After Yan Le finished narrating Nan Men Yang’s words, the others were also dumbstruck.
Who could have thought such a brute looking man was able to say such dark and malicious words.
Oh, maybe Nan Men Yang didn’t do it on purpose.
The only person that might not think that way would probably be Tian Song Zi. Tian Song Zi could imagine just how fiery the anger inside his beloved disciple was burning for him to lose his composure so! It was like he was experiencing it himself, killing intent on his old face.
At this time, the surrounding sect leaders naturally wouldn’t touch his sore spot. It wasn’t all due to the inheritance that his ancestors left him that Tian Song Zi was able to control Dong Fu for all these years. His own personal power was unfathomable.
Very quickly, “Real Men! Use Big Swords!” quickly spread through the xiuzhe. Those xiuzhe that used big swords raised their heads and puffed their chests. However, most of the xiuzhe looked as though they didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
They finally understood what had happened.
The blankness in Pei Yuan Ran’s eyes disappeared greatly. Everything had a limit. Sometimes, this limit would change, as the attribute of the matter changed. Like using formations. Before, Pei Yuan Ran felt it was embarrassing. However, when the formation that Zuo Mo laid down could cause such a big ruckus, and caught a crowd of experts, Pei Yuan Ran felt somewhat proud inside.
Which other person’s disciple could make such a ruckus with a formation?
No matter if Zuo Mo’s formation won or lost in the end, after this competition, maybe there would be people that would mock Yu Bai, but there definitely wouldn’t be any mockery of Zuo Mo and his formation.
They finally figured out what had happened, but the curiosity the people had did not decrease the slightest, and became even stronger.
What was happening in the formation?
So many experts gathered inside one formation, what changes would occur?
How would they solve the formation?
Everyone was filled with curiosity!
At this time, Xiao Guo suddenly made a sound of surprise, “Shixiong’s formation seems… … seems to be getting bigger!”
Xiao Guo’s words instantly caused other people’s eyes to land on Zuo Mo’s formation.
Xin Yan suddenly said, “Yes, it is getting bigger.”
Shock came into the eyes of Pei Yuan Ran and the others, the disciples were puzzled.
One here, one here, and another one… …
Hurrying about setting up the formation, Zuo Mo was dumbstruck. What were these people doing? Were they crazy?
He only paused for a little while and then was enraged.
Just Zong Ming Yan alone was enough to exhaust him, you guys are coming to add insult to injury!
That’s right, Zuo Mo instantly set down his opinion of the people’s conduct: adding insult to injury!
Even though he didn’t understand what great grudge these people had against him, but it was clear that they were not coming to help him.
Adding insult to injury was the most distasteful action! Zuo Mo gritted his teeth!
At this time, he was not thinking about winning at all. So many experts entering the formation, to even think about winning was a delusion.
Villains! You crowd of villains! Ge will destroy all of you!
He seemed to see the Kun Lun jade scroll reluctantly waving its hands to say goodbye to him, going further away from him. Zuo Mo was indignant and sorrowful. It was this indignation at his grievous losses that allowed Zuo Mo to quickly make a decision. He was going to give these people that were adding insult to injury a memorable lesson!
Want to benefit from ge, ge’ll ruin all your teeth!
He didn’t think about retreat. His eyes entirely red, he used the most poisonous and malicious words to curse this damned crowd of people! At the same time, his movements became even faster, all kinds of materials streaming from his hands like they didn’t cost jingshi.
He felt that the blood in his body was burning, he was completely furious!
“Ah! The formation is still getting bigger!”
“It really is increasing!”
“Didn’t you hear Nan Men Yang say? Want big! Want big! Want bigger!”
“If I’m Zuo Mo, I’d first leave, since everyone is trapped in there! Ha!”
“Escape? Where would he escape? The moment he leaves the formation, he would just be waiting for death! Everyone outside is stronger than him. Without the protection of the formation, he would die even quicker.”
The sound of discussion rose. Everyone was puzzled by why Zuo Mo’s formation was getting bigger. But in all the versions, no one could guess what Zuo Mo was planning. Was Zuo Mo still delusional!