2593: C2593 Public Humiliation

C2593 Public Humiliation

When the second group was finished, and then the third group, it was finally Long Yan's turn to go up on stage. Everyone saw that it was Asura Hall's Palace Master's turn, and it was finally his turn.

His opponent was a disciple from the Profound Heaven Hall. This fellow had shifty eyebrows and rat eyes. Moreover, the moment he arrived on this enormous cloud deck, he immediately started to show off his movement technique. Shua! Swish! Swish!

He flew back and forth between Long Yan's body. With his speed, he must have trained in Divine level 9 movement techniques.

"What?" Is that … is that actually Huang Feilang from the Heavenly Mystery Hall? "

"That's right, I never thought that he would actually be fighting against Palace Lord Long Yan. This Huang Feilang's speed is too fast, we can't even see his figure."

This fellow did not have a good reputation in the eyes of the crowd, but he specialized in sneaking things. With the speed of his movement, many disciples hated him a lot, but his speed was too fast, almost no one could catch him.

"Oh right, Palace Chief Long Yan's speed seems to be extremely fast as well. I wonder which one of the two could be faster, but I hope that Palace Master Long Yan can win, and it would be best if he could kill this brat. He is too hateful. Last time."

However, the Mysterious Sky Palace could be considered as the main hall that ranked in the top one hundred. Moreover, this fellow was the direct disciple of the hall master of the Mysterious Sky Palace, so he was highly valued. Ordinary people did not dare to offend him.

Not only that, but this fellow hated to be able to provoke a lot of girls. Who knew how many girls had their chastity ruined by him?

Long Yan could even hear the discussions of the people below!

"Palace Master Long Yan, hahahahaha, I heard that you are very fast, are you interested in competing with me? If I lose, I'll break my own legs! " Huang Fei Lang had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he looked extremely wretched.

"Good, you chose to break your own legs, but you don't have the qualifications to compete with me in speed. Come here, let's quickly finish this fight!"

"It's painful. I like your straightforward character. I want to steal a peach for you and feel just how big your treasure is. Is it enough for me to drink from next time?"

While he was speaking, he had been maintaining a hundred meters distance from Long Yan. Just as he was about to reach Long Yan, shua! At this speed, no one had the time to react.

In the next moment, the tens of thousands of people cried out in alarm. Even the hall master of the Profound Heaven Hall widened his eyes, unable to believe what he had just witnessed.

"What?" "What, what is going on?"

It turned out that at a distance of fifty meters, when Huang Feilang had just made his move, his legs had actually disappeared without a trace.

His upper body crashed on the ground. Huang Feilang's entire body was twitching and foaming at the mouth. His eyelids were rolled up and he looked very pale, ready to risk his life at any moment.

Everyone did not know what had happened, because they saw that Long Yan seemed to still be standing at the same place, with his arms crossed, and did not even make a move.

"What's going on?"

This scene was as though Huang Fei Lang was charging towards Long Yan, and then, when he had charged to a distance of fifty meters away, his legs were mysteriously chopped off by someone else.

With such speed, the six great elders didn't even have time to clearly see how Long Yan had moved.

All they could see was a white light at the center of the cloud deck, causing Huang Feilang to turn into this state.

Everyone was completely dumbstruck. When they finally reacted to it, it took a full three breaths of time before a round of warm applause could be heard.

Because the first to clap were Gudu Kuangxiong and Situ Qiuzui, the two Honored Warriors, who were floating in the air, leading the crowd, had completely gone mad, and even shouted loudly.

He Pingzhi of the Punishment Palace extended her hand out to indicate for everyone to be quiet, then ordered someone to carry Huang Fei Lang below the Cloud Platform.

He stared at Long Yan doubtfully.

"Were you the one who cut off his legs just now?"

Long Yan nodded his head, and then took out the two bloodied legs from his hands and threw it on the Cloud Platform.

"It's me!" Long Yan answered very straightforwardly.

"Your, your speed has actually reached such a superb level. How could you possibly do that? With our eyesight, it's impossible for us to not be able to see your speed. Boy, you shouldn't be cheating, right?"2

Long Yan laughed, and said with a relaxed expression: "How can my speed be considered cheating? More than a month ago, you had secretly released Han Mo from the Burning Heaven Fire Prison, and coincidentally, I met him there. At that time, in order to give the divine hall some face, I did not investigate how he was released.

Long Yan was too lazy to explain to He Pingzhi, because the speed at which he was truly using it was basically the speed of the Peak of the Ninth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit. If he added in the Heavenly Soul Concealment, he would be able to compete with the speed of the Great Clan Elders.

He Pingzhi was extremely shocked in his heart, and after obtaining confirmation from Han Mo, he stared at Long Yan in a daze, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

The Supreme Third Elder at this moment stood up and laughed out loud: "Good, not bad, not bad at all. No wonder you are so confident, I will now announce that the third group is the victor, Long Yan, and continue!"

Long Yan raised his head: "Wait, allow me to say one more sentence, that time when we competed in speed, I got first, the loser had to kneel down and bark like a dog, call the loser three times master, and even gave me the punishment of slapping me on the face, Han Mo did it all, hahahaha, good!"

After Long Yan finished speaking, he quickly returned to his previous position.

Deities Templar finally couldn't hold itself back, especially Han Gongshang. With a tug, he stood up from his seat and pointed at Long Yan.

"Brat, you fart, don't even think of insulting my son's dignity in front of all the elite disciples of the Imperial Palace!"

Long Yan looked at him, "Palace Chief Shang, if you don't believe me, you can ask your son. Don't ask me."

Everyone never thought that Long Yan would actually say out such an embarrassing thing like Han Mo.

Han Mo clenched his fist tightly, as if he was going to eat someone. Long Yan wanted to humiliate him in front of everyone, and only then would he be able to arouse his anger, and only then would he be able to make Han Gong Feng think that he had truly compromised and agree to his nonsensical conditions. Only by doing this would Long Yan be able to take back some justice for Su Lian, and even make Long Yan feel even better about himself.

"Long Yan, you better not let me meet you in the drawing of lots in the future, otherwise I will definitely take your life." If not for this special occasion, Han Mo would have already rushed to Long Yan's side, he would even be so angry that his heart and lungs would explode.

Long Yan smirked, "Oh? You want to kill me? I only wanted you to know why I wanted to humiliate you in front of everyone so that you could understand why I, your Palace Chief's father, as well as those two Great Supreme Elders, He Pingzhi and Han Wei, locked you up in the Burning Heaven Fire Prison for two months. But, they treated me as a fool and helped you cheat, and actually only imprisoned you for one month, and my Asura Hall's disciple, is still lying on her bed, on the verge of death.

After Long Yan finished speaking these words, he seemed to have let out a wild roar, and did not even give this He Pingzhi the slightest bit of face.

Originally, everyone wanted to laugh, because when Han Mo was humiliated like that, he even kneeled down and started to bark like a dog. However, after hearing what Long Yan had said, the entire Cloud Platform instantly quietened down.

pqdm.com