The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Who Are You?

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Who Are You?

“Brother Suo Wen is absolutely right,” sneered Zhao Yifeng, his eyes filled with malice.

“If that Jing Yan had any guts, why would he still be in hiding?

That bastard hurt our Zhao Family disciple Zhao Dingtian, his intentions were utterly malicious.

Zhao Dingtian only had Martial Arts Eighth Layer Heaven Cultivation, yet that bastard crippled Zhao Dingtian’s Martial Arts Meridians.”

He failed to mention that at the time, Jing Yan’s Cultivation was merely at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven, and it was Zhao Dingtian who had launched a sneak attack on Jing Yan first.

“I’ve heard that Jing Yan left the family some time ago and I don’t know where he went, he might not have returned yet,” another martial artist frowned and said, he was from the Lin Family, named Lin Youshen.

“Not returned?

Heh, that’s just his good luck,” laughed Zhao Yifeng coldly.

“If he comes back and dares to show up, see if I don’t personally cripple him!”

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“Wow!”

Just at that moment, a stir erupted among the numerous martial artists spectating from afar.

At the far corner of the street, a figure in green slowly made his way over.

It was none other than Jing Yan from the Jing Family!

As the martial artists spotted Jing Yan, they began to whisper among themselves.

After all, every martial artist in Donglin City knew that in the recent grand competition of the Jing Family that had just ended, Jing Yan was the top-ranked contender, you could say that Jing Yan was the most outstanding among the young generation of the Jing Family.

Before, Zhao Yifeng and the others had set up a challenge arena, waiting for the Jing Family disciples to come forward and challenge.

On the first day, a disciple from the Jing Family couldn’t resist coming out.

After being injured and carried back, no one else dared to answer the challenge since.

So now, as Jing Yan, the representative of the young disciples of the Jing Family, appeared, the question was whether he would step onto the challenge arena or not.

Or perhaps, would he act as if he hadn’t seen anything and enter the Jing Family Mansion to take refuge?

Jing Yan walked slowly, his gaze also fixed on the challenge arena that was less than a hundred meters away from the main entrance of the Jing Family Mansion.

A chill began to spread in his heart.

He finally understood why all those martial artists were saying that the Jing Family had lost face this time.

To have the challenge arena brought right to their doorstep and yet showing no response was nothing short of a colossal humiliation!

What were the Clan Leaders thinking?

Did they not care about the Jing Family’s reputation at all?

Jing Yan, with anger churning, rapidly turned over these thoughts in his mind, his eyes quickly sweeping over the silhouettes on the challenge arena.

“Zhao Yifeng from the Zhao Family!

Cai Guanglin from the Cai Family!

Hm?

Lin Youshen?” Jing Yan noticed Lin Youshen, and his eyes shifted slightly.

He understood why Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin were here.

The Jing Family had long been in a hostile relationship with these two families, but why was Lin Youshen from the Lin Family here too?

Finally, Jing Yan’s gaze landed on the man in the white robe at the center.

This person seemed to command a sense of authority amongst the others, yet Jing Yan didn’t recognize him.

Considering the way Zhao Yifeng and the others behaved around him, this man’s identity was undoubtedly extraordinary, but Jing Yan was familiar with almost all the outstanding young descendants of the great families in Donglin City.

Where did this man come from?

While Jing Yan was observing the few on the challenge arena, those on the arena were likewise casting their gazes towards Jing Yan.

“Jing Yan!” bellowed Zhao Yifeng, his eyes blazing with intensity.

“Is that Jing Yan?” Suo Wen nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

During his time at Divine Wind Academy, although Suo Wen had heard of Jing Yan and knew that Jing Yan had entered the Innate Realm at a young age and enrolled in Divine Wind Academy, he did not recognize Jing Yan.

Divine Wind Academy was vast, with an extremely large number of students.

It was normal for all but the most famous few to be unacquainted with each other.

“Mm, that’s Jing Yan,” said Cai Guanglin, dressed in a dark red robe, the corner of his mouth twitching as he spoke.

The fury in his eyes was not even slightly concealed.

The feud between the Cai Family and the Jing Family had a long history.

The Cai Family was originally the third family in Donglin City, but it was the Jing Family that had forcibly pushed them down.

Now in Donglin City, those who were willing to give face would call the Cai Family the Fourth Great Family, but those who weren’t simply didn’t acknowledge the Cai Family as a first-rate family.

It was well known that the Cai Family harbored resentment towards the Jing Family.

“It seems that Jing Yan was indeed not within the family before.

He must have just returned from somewhere else,” Suo Wen said with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

“Brother Suo Wen, it seems you still don’t quite understand the depths of that Jing Yan’s shamelessness,” Cai Guanglin sneered.

“Oh?” Suo Wen turned to look at Cai Guanglin.

“I think that Jing Yan might have been inside the Jing Family Mansion this whole time.

He didn’t dare to show his face and could only act like a shrinking turtle.

But in this period, the martial artists of Donglin City have been cursing the Jing Family Disciples as cowardly turtles and spineless, and as the supposedly most outstanding disciple of the Jing Family, Jing Yan must have been tormented,” Cai Guanglin conjectured, sounding quite convincing.

“He knew that it wasn’t a solution to keep hiding, so he deliberately sneaked out through some backway, then pretended to have just returned from out of town.

That way, everyone would think that Jing Yan was not within the family mansion,” Cai Guanglin concluded, as if what he said was very logical.

“Guanglin, you’re right about this despicable creature,” said Zhao Yifeng, giving Cai Guanglin a thumbs-up with a smile.

“Jing Yan, come over here!”

Suo Wen called out boldly to Jing Yan, who was already walking over, waving him over as if a senior summoning a junior.

In fact, Jing Yan was already on his way over.

These bastards had set up a challenge stage outside the Jing Family Mansion, their intentions very clear.

Jing Yan had not been within the family before and they had been arrogant, but now that Jing Yan had returned, how could he act as if he hadn’t seen?

Even if Suo Wen didn’t call him, he definitely would have gone over.

With a smile on his face, Jing Yan walked over.

“What’s up?” Jing Yan said, squinting his eyes and suppressing his anger as he looked at Suo Wen.

“Don’t you recognize me?” Suo Wen was taken aback, puzzled.

He thought that Jing Yan should recognize him; if Jing Yan did know him, then he would have certainly come forward to pay respects and flatter him enthusiastically.

But Jing Yan’s attitude seemed different from what he had imagined.

“Oh?

Who might you be?

Should I know you?” Jing Yan chuckled upon hearing Suo Wen’s words.

This man in white, even Zhao Yifeng was somewhat deferential to him, clearly had an extraordinary status.

But Jing Yan genuinely didn’t recognize what this man was about.

“Hmph, you don’t know me, kid?

Then, you must surely know about Steward Cang Long, right?

Hehe, Steward Cang Long is my master,” Suo Wen huffed, then laughed proudly as he mentioned his master, Steward Cang Long.

The identity of being a disciple of Steward Cang Long was enough to make countless martial artists jealous!

Cang Long?

A glint flashed in Jing Yan’s eyes for a moment.

Of course, he knew this old man, the Outer Court Deacon of the Divine Wind Academy.

Back when Jing Yan was at the Divine Wind Academy, it was this old man who had vehemently advocated his expulsion from the institution.

Of course, if it were merely about the expulsion of Jing Yan, whose realm had fallen, from the Divine Wind Academy, Jing Yan wouldn’t have held any grudges, as it was reasonable given his rapidly declining strength.

However, this old man called Cang Long had mercilessly humiliated Jing Yan in front of all the Outer Court Deacons, saying that Jing Yan was the most useless student the Divine Wind Academy had recruited in a century, a sheer disgrace to the institution.

Jing Yan would never forget the nauseating face of that old bastard named Cang Long.

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(In front of the computer, sitting for an entire day, typing so many words every day, is really very tiring.

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