Martial Godly Emperor

But he had no choice but to do so.    

Since he was a silkpants, he had to have the resolve to be a silkpants.    

From the information he had obtained, Zhao Yuan was very infatuated with Xu Xinxin, so he wanted to make things worse and deepen people's impression of him as a troublemaker, even though this impression had already been deeply rooted.    

Because of this, when he entered the forbidden area of the sect to search for Flame Peak, if he was accidentally discovered by others, they would not suspect that he was a fake.    

Xu Xinxin looked at Meng Yu with eyes full of disgust.    

If looks could kill, Meng Yu would have died millions of times by now.    

You can say whatever you want. It's fine if you say it's just a fight. It has nothing to do with me whether I live or die, but what do you mean by dragging me, Xu Xinxin, into the water?    

I, Xu Xinxin, am very noble and upright, but in your eyes, I am just a "commodity."    

Meng Yu's words were clearly heard by Han Lei, who was far away in the clouds.    

His eyes narrowed slightly.    

Did that trash just go up against him?    

But what could that kid do to help Wang Xiaocheng, who had been unable to comprehend the Rainbow-transforming Sword Qi for more than twenty years?    

Han Lei was a very shrewd man, and he was deep in thought.    

When the twentieth elder, Fan De, saw that his master was silent, he started to worry.    

If he wanted to watch the show, then so be it. Why did he jump out just now?    

Now, the other party had focused all of the fire on him.    

If Young Sect Master made a fool of himself in this kind of situation, he would definitely make a fool of himself when he went back.    

Han Lei brought his men and flew forward, landing under a few big trees not far from Meng Yu.    

"Third Elder, don't involve Elder Xu in the matter between you and me."    

"She is an elder of the sect, not our bet."    

Han Lei said slowly.    

"Young Sect Master's words are different. Third Elder, listen up. This is respect, understand?"    

Zheng Ruya glanced at Meng Yu and said in a lecturing tone.    

"That's right. Compared to Third Elder, Young Sect Master is much calmer. Having a calm Young Sect Master is a blessing to our sect! "    

The other disciples started to praise him.    

Meng Yu thought, What does Young Sect Master's calmness have to do with me?    

Also, he didn't have any thoughts about Xu Xinxin. All of his actions were in line with the character of a silkpants like Zhao Yuan.    

"Hahahaha... That's right. Young Sect Master has a calm personality. Not bad, not bad. "    

Meng Yu laughed and clapped a few times in the noisy crowd.    

Then, his face darkened, and he said with a sarcastic tone. “ Young Sect Master respected Elder Xu? Why did I hear Young Sect Master constantly forcing Elder Xu to marry you? Young Sect Master gave a very good condition, which was if Elder Xu agreed to become his plaything. Then Elder Xu will be able to become the Great Elder in the future. "    

" If she doesn't comply, she might even be expelled from the sect for some unwarranted crimes. "    

The noisy disciples immediately stopped talking.    

Everyone turned their eyes to the beautiful female elder.    

Xu Xinxin stood under a big tree. The bright flowers around her added a bit of charm to her.    

However, since Meng Yu had provoked Han Lei and said that he wanted to use her as a bet, she had not said anything. Her pretty face was indifferent, as if the person they were talking about was not her.    

Some of the disciples had heard about Young Sect Master forcing Elder Xu. Therefore, many of them believed what Meng Yu said.    

"Haha, that's why a hypocrite like Young Sect Master doesn't need to talk about respect with me."    

Meng Yu said and glanced at Zheng Ruya. The beauty lowered her head. She decided not to speak anymore. That useless elder, as long as they spoke, they would be dragged into it.    

There was no expression on Han Lei's face, but in his heart, he was cursing "Zhao Yuan," causing him to lose face in front of so many disciples.    

"Just now, Third Elder said that there is a way for Wang Xiaocheng to comprehend the Rainbow-transforming Sword Qi in two hours? What method is that?"    

Han Lei asked.    

"Why should I tell you?" Meng Yu looked at him, "If you want to bet, come at me. If you don't want to bet, then scram."    

Since he asked him to scram in front of so many disciples,    

Han Lei's expression became somewhat ugly.    

However, he did not flare up.    

Because he knew this trash too well. If he wasn't confident, that trash wouldn't bet with him.    

Although he was very unhappy with Meng Yu's attitude, he still spoke with a profound mind, "Third Elder is teaching his disciple. Then I won't get involved."    

"Are you afraid? You want to escape?"    

Meng Yu pressed on with every step he took.    

Han Lei shrugged and said, "That's your disciple, not mine. It has nothing to do with me..."    

As he spoke, he stepped back. Wu Meng and his lackeys started to shout, "Third Elder has boundless magic power. Young Sect Master is willing to admit defeat!"    

"Third Elder is wise and divine, Young Sect Master is like a deer in the head and a mouse in the eyes!"    

"Young Sect Master saw the Third Elder like a mouse seeing a cat. He could only run away with his tail between his legs."    

...    

Meng Yu was proud of himself. His lackeys praised him loudly.    

When the disciples saw Han Lei, their expressions turned ugly. It was exactly as the lackeys had said, they could only run away with their tails between their legs the moment they saw the Third Elder.    

"Sigh, he can't even handle the Third Elder. What right does he have to become the successor of Sect Master?"    

Someone sighed.    

Many were disappointed in him.    

That was right. He had been forced to such an extent by trash like the Third Elder, but in the end, he did not fight back. This made the disciples who supported him lose face.    

"Third Elder, if you really want to bet with me, can you change the way?"    

Han Lei looked at Meng Yu and said.    

"Are you scared?" Meng Yu said with a smile, "No worries. You can tell me your method and let me hear it."    

Han Lei pondered for a moment and said, "Can you not drag Elder Xu into the water?"    

Meng Yu said, "I really can't stand a hypocrite like you! Then, let's change the bet to two Icy Tiger Spider Silk Fruits."    

Han Lei said somewhat awkwardly, "One stalk, how about it?"    

Meng Yu said in astonishment, "As Young Sect Master, you have taken a lot of the sect's resources. Don't tell me you can't even take out three stalks of Icy Tiger Spider Silk Fruit? If it was just one ___, it would be boring."    

Han Lei felt a little awkward when he heard what he was thinking, so he said, "Alright, just two."    

He did indeed have two Icy Tiger Spider Silk Fruits on him, and it was obtained after many years of painstaking effort. The reason why he only bet one Icy Tiger Spider Silk Fruit was because he wanted to keep one to cultivate.    

This kind of thing was rare and precious, and it was used by Element-transforming Stage and Primary Tribulation Stage warriors to increase their strength.    

The bet was confirmed.    

"Just now, you said you wanted to bet whether Wang Xiaocheng could comprehend the Rainbow-transforming Sword Qi within two hours. But now, I don't need this method. I want to bet with Third Elder..."    

Han Lei pointed at the short Zhou Liang and said with a smile, "Bet if Zhou Liang can comprehend the microsensing of the Dao Sword Realm within two hours. Do you dare?"    

Those disciples and disciples who knew Zhou Liang couldn't help but sigh. Because Zhou Liang was able to comprehend a lot of things about the Sword Dao, and he didn't fall behind others. It was largely because of Zhou Ming and Xu Xinxin.    

Zhou Ming's talent was ordinary, and he couldn't be ranked in the sect. However, Zhou Liang's comprehension ability was thirty to forty percent worse than his.    

Those who knew him would rather believe that the sun rose from the west than believe that Zhou Liang could comprehend "Minute Subtlety" in two hours.    

It seemed like the Third Elder would definitely lose this battle.