The tall and mighty old man smiled but didn't say anything when he saw Ji Yang laughing, so he could only smile helplessly and never get to the bottom of it. He lowered his head to drink the tea.

After all, it was the grandson who was beaten on the ring, and he had nothing to do with him.

At this time, an old man in black robe sitting at the top of Jiyang, his wrinkled triangle face was very gloomy, with more white and less black, and his slightly mean and polite eyes flashed with displeasure. He snorted coldly and asked, "Junior Brother Jiyang, it's okay to lead his grandson from the world into Nanhuaguan, but he is so unaware of advancing and retreating, and is so arrogant that he provokes distinguished guests and ruins the reputation of Nanhuaguan. Is this really good?!"

Before Jiyang could speak, Ji Yinzi, who was sitting in the chair of the master, put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Elder Jisheng, don't you both of the two distinguished guests here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tall and mighty old man just now laughed and nodded and said, "Yes, who is not young and impulsive, and when he is blind, not to mention under the noses of our old guys, no matter how big the disputes there are between them, they are just a small fight."

The other old man sitting next to him who was slim and was lying in the Taishi chair, said with a gentle smile: "Elder Jisheng presided over the Nanhuaguan Criminal Law Hall, it should be more stern, but we just learned through our spiritual sense that although Jiyang's grandson spoke a bit arrogantly, it was because Luo Yin and other trial team members looked down on him."

After a pause, the old man showed a hint of helplessness on his gentle face and continued, "Luo Yin and other trial team members are all prides of the martial arts world. They have always been used to being smooth sailing. But when they encountered an accident on the way, they were quite hit. They had already been holding their breath in their hearts and always wanted to vent their anger."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Ji Yinzi with apologetic expression and said embarrassedly: "These two days will cause trouble for Guiguan. Please forgive me."

Seeing that the other party was posing so low, Ji Yinzi was certainly not able to say anything to blame. After all, these two people in front of him were all high-ranking and powerful alliance deacons.

Although the martial arts alliance is now disintegrating and storm, it is no longer as before, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse!

After thinking about it, Ji Yinzi laughed and said, "Deacon Zhao and Deacon Tian are all too polite. Although Nanhuaguan is not strong enough, as a member of the alliance, while enjoying rights, he should fulfill his due obligations without any complaints."

At this time, the tall and mighty old man showed satisfaction and said, "There are not many of his peers among them who can really convince Zhao, and Jiyin's leader is one of them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man sitting next to him was lying in a chair straightened up, spread his hands and smiled, "Old Zhao rushed to finish what I, Mr. Tian, ​​wanted to say."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke out from the entire side hall. The dissonance brought by Elder Jisheng just now instantly turned into nothingness and disappeared.

When the laughter stopped, Deacon Tian stood up from the chair under his seat, and smiled and looked at Ji Yang who was still sitting opposite him, and asked, "Brother Ji Yang, I will go to the ring later. Although I will not hurt my life, it is inevitable to peel off the skin. Are you really not anxious about your grandson?"

The strange look in Jiyang's eyes flashed and he stood up. After all, he was also thinking about his grandson.

If you still sit on a chair with a rack, you will be a little confused about the current situation.

Then Ji Yang bowed to Deacon Tian first, then smiled bitterly, "Brother Tian, ​​my grandson has always had a very good idea. Even if he goes down, he can't stop his decision to go to the ring."

"Uh! Deacon Tian was stunned. The others who were sitting firmly in the Taishi's chair, except for Ji Yinzi's face as usual, all showed unconcealed surprises.

After all, several elders from Nanhuaguan have been dealing with Jiyang for too long. After coming to their senses, they all showed a thoughtful look.

Elder Jisheng, wearing a black robe, still looked gloomy on his wrinkled face. He looked at Jiyang standing next to him with a slightly frown, and asked in a deep voice with some dissatisfaction: "Junior Brother Jiyang, what trick are you playing?"

Ji Yang's wry smile became deeper, and he looked at Elder Jisheng, and asked back without answering: "Senior Brother Jisheng, if my incompetent grandson could defeat Luo Yin, would you believe it?"

Elder Jisheng was stunned at first, then shook his head with disbelief and said, "Impossible!"

At this time, an old man with a slightly fat body and round face wearing a withered yellow robe who was sitting next to Jiyin stood up, walked to Jiyang, and asked seriously, "Junior Brother Jiyang, are you kidding?"

Ji Yang spread his hands and asked helplessly, "Senior Brother Jilong, do you think I am a casual joker?"

"Uh!" Elder Jilong's round and fat face suddenly froze and was speechless, but his small eyes were full of deep doubts and disbelief.

Deacon Zhao, opposite, also stood up, walked to Jiyang, and said with disbelief: "Brother, your grandson is from the world of secular world without cultivation resources. Even if he is a martial arts person, his achievements are limited, so it is impossible for him to defeat Luo Yin on the ring, right?"

After a pause, Deacon Zhao continued, "Brother, you have to figure it out. Although Luo Yin is only twenty-six or seven years old, he is already a mid-stage master of the martial arts Xuan level, and he can go further at any time to achieve the late-stage Xuan level!"

The thin Deacon Tian also came over and said, "Can you brother, your grandson have any extrapolation tricks that can win Luo Yin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Jisheng, who was standing aside, sneered and said, "Impossible! As long as you go to the ring and want to use external moves, it is simply a delusion!"

Ji Yang glanced at the people standing in front of him and sighed deeply, "I knew you wouldn't believe it no matter what, so I didn't want to say more. After the ring competition, everything will naturally be clear."

Ji Yinzi, who had been silent all the time, came over and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, let's go to the ring together to wait for the result."

Everyone was stunned again because they looked calm and unsurprising, and they obviously agreed with their thoughts and opinions.

Elder Jilong couldn't help but look at Ji Yinzi in surprise and asked, "Sect Master, don't you think that Junior Brother Ji Yang's grandson can really defeat Luo Yin, who has achieved the middle stage of martial arts Xuan level in the ring later?"

At this time, Elder Jisheng's gloomy face was full of suspicion. If Jiyang was just thinking that he could win, it would be fine, but if Jiyin was added, the meaning would have completely changed.
Chapter completed!