The best golden pupil

Chapter 1089 Never Humiliated
An illusory voice came faintly, sarcasm, ridicule, and pride in the words, as if he was very satisfied with his disciple, he seemed to blame, but in fact he was flattering.

Hearing the words, Wuchen had a dark face, neither speaking nor expressing, as if he had turned into a zombie face, but his heart was full of tearing pain, but his only disciple...!
The disciples of the four major sects all held back their laughter, their expressions were as arrogant as they wanted, and as domineering as they wanted, they were more hateful than thugs, and they really wanted to punch them.

A group of Wudang disciples lowered their heads, unable to lift them up at all, as if the sky had fallen, carrying the mountains on their backs.

Ye Kong clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth. There were bursts of heart-rending pain from those hands that were already dripping blood, but this was not as strong as the humiliation, not even one-thousandth of it.

As the great disciple of Wudang and the uncle of all the disciples, he failed to shoulder the heavy responsibility, failed to carry the great cauldron, and he lost this time in the competition, which can be said to be a crushing defeat.

He blames himself, he is ashamed, he is sorry for the Wudang faction who raised him, he is even more sorry for his master who treats him like his own son, and he is also sorry for the hopeful disciples and nephews who have let them down!
Yue Wuhan couldn't bear it, and said coldly: "Old guy, the hammer hasn't landed yet, and the matter hasn't finished yet. It's too early to be happy now."

Hearing this, Huatu, Daoxuan, and Youkong who were not far away all narrowed their eyes and sneered in their hearts.

This time they were the victorious party. Originally, the leaders of the various factions wanted to come here, but they came here instead. They were humiliated and humiliated here, so they naturally wanted to take the opportunity to ask for it back.

However, the head of Huashan Huaming and the head of Qingcheng Yuhai also came here, all for this choice.

Hua Tu complained bitterly: "Hmph, you guys are too whimsical, and you still want to make a comeback. Go ahead and make your spring and autumn dreams. The matter of the leader, hum, is already doomed."

Dao Xuanhan said grimly, "Why, do you still have expectations? Li Yi killed the insect king with his own hands, and didn't do anything to that bastard. The matter of the leader cannot be changed."

Hearing this, everyone's heart sank. Although they all knew it, they still felt very uncomfortable when they were told, as if the airway was blocked, making it difficult for you to breathe.

As they said, things can no longer be changed. They rely on their strength and are upright. You can't find any flaws to stop them. That's why they are so desperate.

With a cold face, Wuchen asked Youyou: "Are all the wounds on your body healed? Do the dirt and bugs taste good? Do the whips hurt? It feels good to be a gopher, right?"

Upon hearing this, almost all the disciples of the four major sects recalled the painful past, especially the elders of the four major sects, who were so engraved with that event that they would dream of it in their dreams.

The heads of Hua Ming and Yu Hai had gloomy faces. They all knew what happened that day, but no matter who is right or wrong, their four major sects suffered the most serious losses. This is a fact that cannot be ignored.

Immediately, his eyes turned cold, he waved to several disciples, whispered in his ears for a while, and then showed a cruel sneer, making Ziyang in the distance frown.

I saw Hua Tu sternly said: "Wuchen, are you looking for death? Don't forget, you are not my opponent at all. No matter before or now, you are my defeat."

After finishing speaking, a weak breath emanated, but the breath of the peak infant refining was unreserved. It was only one step away from the refining god, but this step was as high as the sky and as far away as the earth.

The strength of the other three elders is almost the same.

In that oppressive momentum, Wuchen remained motionless, and unexpectedly exploded his strength, already reached the seventh level of infant refining, with a steady breath, obviously his cultivation has climbed to a higher level.

One has not recovered from a serious injury, and the other is at the peak. With this gap, the gap in strength has been smoothed out. If there is a real fight, it will probably be a hard fight, and the outcome is unknown.

Seeing this, Hua Tu's eyes turned cold, and he said sarcastically, "No wonder the tortoise became stiffer. It turns out that it has broken through again. You monopolize the treasure land, and your strength grows very quickly."

As soon as the words came out, everyone realized clearly, is this the benefit of monopolizing the treasure land? It's really amazing. I'm afraid this is the true face of Wudang, who wants to increase his strength secretly.

"I reckon that they still have ambitions to become the top of the eight sects. With such a treasure land, there is nothing impossible. This hypocritical mask hides so deeply," someone said with a strange air.

In Kunlun in the distance, Shaolin heard the words, although there is not much change, but it can be felt that the attitude has become indifferent.

Turned into a look of staying out of the matter and watching the show.

This subtle change was noticed by Wu Chen and the others, and they couldn't help but feel sad. Both of them have the strength to protect themselves, and the death of the rabbit and the sorrow of the fox...it is useless to them!

There are a lot of popular people who are against the blood, but there is nothing they can do. At critical moments, they can only rely on themselves, and want to seek help from outside forces. Sometimes... it is very unreliable!

At this moment, a disciple suddenly exclaimed: "Look quickly, what are those people doing, how strange?"

When everyone heard the words, they hurriedly turned their heads to look, and Wu Chen and the others also swept a little, but their faces froze in the next second, their eyes wanted to stare out, and their whole bodies were stiff.

All eyes are focused on the penned place, the pigsty that can only accommodate one or two hundred people for cultivation, is the most obvious place of humiliation, whoever loses... whoever enters!

But now, there has been a huge change. Dozens of disciples are using their spiritual power to dig the ditch. In just a short while, the pigsty can only hold less than 50 people!

Moreover, many disciples caught some things, such as poisonous scorpions, bedbugs, poisonous snakes, maggots, and filthy things, and threw them all in there, and there were a lot of... black dog blood!

What do you mean, what is this for?
Some people didn't understand why, but Wuchenzi and the others understood in an instant, this... this is a blatant insult!
Black dog blood, bedbugs, filthy things, and digging ditches are clearly prepared for them. When Li Yi comes to power, that disgusting pigsty is where they practice.

They will be regarded as filthy, filthy, people who live with maggots, and even be disgusted by other sects. If they vomit, they will choose to stay away from Wudang sects.

All the Wudang disciples understood at the same time, their faces were extremely pale, their whole bodies were trembling with qi, dozens of disciples spat out a mouthful of reverse blood on the spot.

"Four...big... sect... faction, you bully people too much. I, Wudang, are incompatible with you. I would rather die than be humiliated." The eyes of the group of disciples were red, their faces were distorted, and hatred to the bone marrow.

"Boom...!"

However, a burst of breath burst out, with killing intent like a sea of ​​blood and deep vengeance, bursting into anger, it turned out to be the always kind head of Ziyang, his eyes were already blood red.

I saw him exhausting all his strength, roaring: "Hua Ming, Yu Hai, you two vicious bastards, even if I die today, I will die with you."

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately killed the past, completely disregarding the occasion at this time, all the cultivation and self-cultivation over the years were completely crushed by that scene.

Seeing this, Wu Chenzi's eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "Wudang disciples obey the order, kill this group of people, and would rather die than not be humiliated."

"I would rather die than be humiliated...!"

(End of this chapter)