Chapter 272 Drawing the sword in anger
Han Yang didn't know what Sikong Zhengye's say in the entire monster front was.
But at least in the garrison camp, this man was full of majesty.
The gentle clink of the teacup on the table silenced everyone in the tent.
It seemed that no one dared to speak up before him.
After looking at Han Yang silently for a long time, Sikong Zhengye said, "Are you at the second level of Qi gathering now?"
His voice was very strange.
Judging from the man's majestic appearance, I thought he had a gentle voice, but unexpectedly, the voice turned out to be a bit sharp, even harsh.
Han Yang watched him intently and ignored him.
Seeing that Han Yang remained silent, anger flashed across the face of the woman on the left.
If he hadn't been worried about Sikong Zhengye's majesty, he might have taken action.
On the contrary, Sikong Zhengye himself seemed not to care about Han Yang's "rudeness".
He smiled warmly and suddenly asked, "Are you interested in working for the imperial court?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other five people in the room, except Han Yang, all changed.
Lu Xingyun even glared at Sikong Zhengye, as if he had a huge feud with him.
Xu Ziran's expression also became extremely gloomy.
Yuanmen finally gave birth to a real dragon, but Sikong Zhengye actually dared to poach him in front of them, how could they not be angry.
Even the old man and the woman looked at Sikong Zhengye in surprise.
Just before Han Yang came in, they were planning to give Han Yang to the Heavenly Dao as a medicine man. Why did Sikong Zhengye suddenly change his attitude?
Although Han Yang was confused, he still said calmly: "Sorry, not interested."
Even though he had learned about the power of the Chu Dynasty from Li Yuan, Han Yang had no intention of seeking refuge.
In fact, Zhang Wuliang and others were using official weapons for personal use, which gave him such a bad impression that even the overall impression of the Chu Dynasty was lowered.
Sikong Zhengye did not feel dissatisfied and continued: "Don't refuse in a hurry. First, listen to the treatment I will give you. If you join the imperial court, I can agree and send you to a place..."
He paused and suddenly said, "Have you ever heard of Jixia Academy?"
Han Yang, who had only been to Yuanmen and Yuanzong, naturally had never heard of "Jixia Academy".
But he noticed that as soon as the words Jixia Academy came out, the breathing of Xu Ziran and Lu Xingyun beside him suddenly became extremely rapid.
Seemingly noticing the emotional changes of Xu Ziran and Lu Xingyun, the smile on Sikong Zhengye's face grew stronger, "If you are willing to work for the imperial court, I can recommend you a place to go to Jixia Academy to take the assessment..."
"Promise him!"
Almost as soon as Sikong Zhengye finished speaking, Lu Xingyun immediately sent a message to Han Yang.
Not only him, but even Xu Ziran also sent a message: "Han Yang, you can think about it. Jixia Academy is the first martial arts academy besides the ten holy sects and the royal families of the six dynasties! If you can enter The future of Jixia Academy will be limitless! Master Xue, the headmaster of Jixia Academy, is even more of a fairy-like figure..."
It can be heard that Xu Ziran admires Jixia Academy, or Master Xue very much. When transmitting the message, his voice changed slightly.
Sikong Zhengye could clearly feel the sip of tea.
He believes that as long as his mind is clear, he will know what to choose.
The old man on the right said in a slightly anxious voice: "General, that is a reward you earned with great difficulty after guarding the monster front for two hundred years and accumulating countless meritorious deeds. How could you just give it to an outsider..."
The old man originally thought that Sikong Zhengye would reserve this precious spot for the direct descendants of the Sikong family.
Unexpectedly...
The woman on the left had flashing eyes and no voice message to persuade her, but her expression was extremely abnormal.
Sikong Zhengye's behavior was completely beyond their expectations.
Han Yang looked at Sikong Zhengye in surprise. He didn't expect that this person would think so highly of him when they met for the first time, but it's a pity...
"Thank you General for your kindness. To be honest, I have important things to do and cannot go to any academy to study, so I can only refuse the General's kindness."
Do not have time!
This is Han Yang's helplessness.
Chen Qiaoqian was taken away by Xuan Dao Gong Ji Feihua, and Han Yang promised to spend three years.
If he wanted to go to Xuandao Palace to ask for someone, Han Yang knew that he must reach at least the king level within these three years.
Even though Jixia Academy was magical, it still couldn't help him do this.
"Han Yang! Are you crazy!"
"When you go to Jixia Academy, it doesn't count as leaving the Yuan Sect. There is no need to blame yourself for this!"
Lu Xingyun and Xu Ziran were both anxious.
They never expected that Han Yang would refuse.
For Yuanmen and even sects like Yuanzong, it is an honor for a disciple to join Jixia Academy. Moreover, the Academy is of a college nature and is not considered a force. After graduation, one can return.
In their opinion, Han Yang's choice was extremely unwise.
However, in the face of their repeated attempts to dissuade them, Han Yang just remained silent.
The old man and the woman also looked at Han Yang suspiciously, as if they were looking at a mentally retarded person.
reject?
He actually has the Qi Gathering Realm and can refuse Jixia Academy?
This Han Yang can’t be a lunatic!
The smile on Sikong Zhengye's face slowly solidified, and he looked at Han Yang in surprise, "You, reject me?"
Han Yang nodded.
"Ah……"
Sikong Zhengye chuckled lightly, picked up the teacup, "Take them to the third hunting team!"
The tone was cold and could not be refused.
It can be said that he turned against others.
He had valued Han Yang so much before, but once he was rejected, he immediately and mercilessly drove Han Yang to the third hunting team.
The smile on Sikong Zhengye's face disappeared, but a smile appeared on Han Yang's face, "Are you forcing me?"
The tone was exactly the same as Sikong Zhengye’s previous rhetorical question.
The atmosphere in the big tent solidified instantly.
Lu Xingyun has already grasped the hilt of the sword.
Sikong Zhengye gently slid his fingers across the rim of the tea cup and said sarcastically: "You seem to be sure that I can't kill you... just because of your two guardians?"
His eyes seemed to see Zhou Tong and Rong Mingzhu hiding in the darkness through the big tent!
Based on this alone, his strength is much stronger than Qiu Qingyun's protector Tang Jili.
That fool didn't notice Zhou Tong's existence at all.
Han Yang smiled and said, "My knife can also kill people."
Before the words were spoken, the beauty was turned on!
Blood-red color appeared in Han Yang's pupils, and then spread outward.
First the eyebrows, then the hair.
Even the snow-white robe seemed to be stained with blood.
Terrible pressure descended on the large tent of the garrison camp.
Wow!
The old man was stimulated by Han Yang's terrifying aura. He suddenly stood up and overturned the table in front of him.
The woman was even worse. She burst out with body-protecting Qi and smashed the tables and chairs to pieces!
Lu Xingyun was oppressed by the aura, took four or five steps back, and looked at Han Yang with a shocked expression.
This momentum is much stronger than the realm mentioned in Li Yuanyi's letter.
The ninth level of Qi Gathering is nothing more than that!
Click!
There was a crack in the tea cup in Sikong Zhengye's hand.
The tea inside slowly flowed out along a thin line, and fell on the table in front of him bit by bit.
Knife Qi.
A touch of sword energy that was invisible to the naked eye cut the tea cup in Sikong Zhengye's hand into two halves.
If it weren't for Sikong Zhengye's true energy, the tea would have been spilled all over him.
Sikong Zhengye stared at Han Yang and uttered four words:
"Practice your Qi like silk!"
