Chapter 717 (1/2)

Han Zifeng was seriously injured and fell to the ground. At the moment he fell, there was a sound of cold breath around the martial arts arena. Everyone was stunned and the scene was silent.

”Zhang Xuan, how dare you lay such a heavy hand?” Mo Changlao suddenly became angry and pushed all of them on Zhang Yitian.

”Oh!” Zhang Yitian didn't feel anything. He turned to the elder's seat and said with a smile, ”you elders see clearly that this man is narrow-minded and has been knocked down by me, but he still sneaked into me. I fought back in a hurry. I lost my strength for a moment, so I overturned him to the ground.”

When it comes to sophistry, Zhang Yitian did not hesitate to let go. It was a sword that seriously injured people, but turned to the ground in his mouth. As soon as he said this, Han Zifeng, who had only half his life, vomited blood again. He raised his finger to what Zhang Yitian wanted to say. As a result, he didn't breathe, turned his eyes and fainted.

With a gloomy face, Mo Changlao jumped onto the stage, squatted beside Han Zifeng, checked him, and shouted to the nearby guard disciples, ”come and carry him down for treatment!”

The disciples came to the stage and carried away Han Zifeng, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

On the stage, elder Mo and Zhang Yitian confronted each other at the same place. Before elder Mo could speak, Zhang Yitian took the lead, and his voice was particularly loud, for fear that others would not hear it.

”Elder Mo, I know Han Zifeng is your disciple. You can understand that you love him, but you have to be fair in everything. You saw that scene just now. If you insist on punishing me, I have nothing to say. I'm afraid elder Mo will lose a reputation for unfairness after this matter.” good and bad words were said by Zhang Yitian alone.

Originally, elder Mo had prepared a pile of charges and wanted to press them on Zhang Yitian's head. At the moment, all these words were stuck in his throat and could no longer be said. Otherwise, he would have realized his idea of deliberately favoritism.

”The elder always acts impartially and never favoritism. You don't have to worry. The right and wrong of this matter will be discussed and dealt with by the Council of elders.” Mo Changlao put on a selfless face.

Whoa

There was no shortage of people making fun of me. When the old saying fell, there were bursts of sobs from all directions. The intention of ridicule was obvious, and the object of ridicule was self-evident.

Elder Mo's old face suddenly showed a look of anger and shame, but it can't happen at this time, otherwise it will only aggravate the deterioration of the situation and lead to the serious consequences of losing face.

After a pause, Mo Changlao became more and more angry with Zhang Yitian. On the surface, he pretended not to care. He announced with a straight face, ”because Zhang Xuan was seriously injured in the competition, his promotion quota is temporarily to be determined. After the elders have studied it, they will announce the results and hope that the later participating disciples can take a warning.”

It was beyond everyone's expectation that things had come to this stage, but Zhang Yitian was not so easy to get along with. Elder Mo deliberately deducted his promotion quota, which was obviously for private gain, but there was nothing wrong with the result. After all, people had said that it would be discussed and decided by the Council of elders.

Since Mo Changlao doesn't let him feel better and wants to find fault, he will not give up easily, so Zhang Yitian doesn't need to compromise and offend him to the end, he suggested, ”Elder Mo, as Han Zifeng's master, you are not suspected of connivance in this matter, but you are sensitive. The disciple thinks that you should avoid suspicion when the Presbyterian meeting discusses it. My proposal is also for you. What do you think?”

In the past, Zhang Xuan impressed people too deeply. He was a timid person who was submissive. Today, Zhang Yitian's abnormal performance overturned everyone's imagination. No one expected that he would be so difficult. He dared to challenge the elder Mo, a bully of the college.

Everyone felt very happy. Some people even wanted to try to help Zhang Yitian, but they didn't have the courage after all. They just secretly cheered. The most surprised person present was elder Chu Yan. He was the direct leader of Zhang Yitian and knew too much about this cowardly hand, but today he felt strange outside Zhang xuange.

”Is it true that the boy's head was broken by thunder?” Chu Yan thought of an anecdote that was widely spread in the college recently. His mentor Zhang Xuan was broken by thunder and suffered serious sequelae. He didn't say his accomplishments fell, but became unconscious, disowned, and bit people like a mad dog.

But Chu Yan didn't believe this rumor, because he went back to the mountain five days ago. On that day, he personally went to Zhang Xuan and talked with him for a long time. He didn't notice anything wrong with Zhang Xuan. He just felt that this young man had become more talkative than before and seemed to have a lot of wisdom.