Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1415 Being uneducated is terrible

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As dusk settled, it slowly bathed the vast arena in its darkness.

Lian Changzhi stood quietly among them, his green robe hanging down, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. He was like an ancient pine tree by a cold pool, weathered by the vicissitudes of time, serene and composed.

The surroundings were deathly silent, with a suffocating atmosphere of stalemate.

Yue Qiansong was equally annoyed, but as the host, he didn't want things to escalate and implicate the Lian family.

Logically speaking, it would be most appropriate for Yin Duruo to mediate, but he ultimately represents the final opinion and the official position.

At this moment, it would be more prudent for him to step in and mediate.

Yue Qiansong forced a gentle tone and said, "Brother Xia, you are wise. Lian Changzhi was so fond of his grandson that he lost his composure for a moment."

"The child's fate is currently unknown, and the old father has lost his composure and may have done something rash. I hope Brother Xia will be understanding."

Xia Yun glanced at Yue Qiansong, thinking, "What a reluctant thing to do, a double entendre."

In an instant, the crimson cherry blossom in his palm condensed into a three-foot-thick blade. Amidst the flowing shadows of the blossoms, its sharpness was like lightning, pointing straight at Lian Changzhi.

The swirling petals cast shadows that flickered across his pale face.

Seeing this, Wang Wei stepped forward, and the phantom of the Earth Bear behind him roared to the sky.

His voice boomed like thunder: "Excessive? Over the years, Canghui Academy has ruined the soul master paths of countless students! Now that they've gotten into trouble, they're pretending to be innocent victims!"

Yue Qiansong was furious. Wang Wei was clearly stirring up trouble on purpose.

His eyebrows twitched, and he was about to speak to comfort and mediate when he heard a soft, bell-like laugh coming from the viewing platform.

Si Bai Ning's slender fingers twirled her dark blue braid, her skirt fluttering like a butterfly in the evening breeze: "Dean Yue makes it sound so easy. On the arena, it's all about skill, and life and death are determined by fate."

"Why don't we ask Canghui Academy why they wanted to kill Chen Xinyi?"

"Chen Xinyi only made a move to protect herself. Their Canghui Academy is inferior in skill, yet they blame others instead."

Yue Qiansong was speechless for a moment after being choked by Si Baining's words. He glared at Si Baining fiercely, but there was nothing he could do.

Si Baining wasn't afraid of him and Lian Changzhi. The Si family was a powerful clan in Nottingham, and her brother Si Baining was one of the top experts in the Fassnor Province.

Lian Changzhi suddenly bowed deeply, his back bent like a withered bamboo in the wind: "In my haste, I lost my composure and injured Madam Chen, and also disturbed Young Master Xiaojun and Brother Xia... I am willing to accept the punishment and give you all an explanation!"

When he raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but his voice was as steady as a rock: "My grandson is now in imminent danger. I only beg you all to have mercy and save my grandson's life!"

His deep bow, which he couldn't rise from, concealed the cold sweat soaking his clothes in the twilight.

Hearing Xia Yun's threat, Lian Changzhi broke out in a cold sweat. He never expected that Chen Xinyi was the young mistress of the Chen family.

The Chen family wielded immense power and had a deep-rooted influence in Fasno Province. In particular, their vengeful nature instilled a sense of dread in him.

He cursed himself for being careless, forgetting Chen Xinyi's surname. Now he was in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward.

At this moment, in front of so many people, he could back down, but he absolutely could not show weakness, otherwise Canghui Academy would completely lose face.

Chenjia has only recently come into the public eye and mainly focuses on chain markets for medicinal herbs, while there is no medicinal herb market in Marin Fando City.

In other words, he had no connection with the Chen family, and his knowledge of the Chen family was mostly based on hearsay and had not penetrated to the core, so he could not subconsciously control his reactions.

Xia Yun glanced indifferently at Lian Changzhi, then turned her gaze to Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi. Chen Xiaojun's face remained expressionless, but inwardly he sneered, secretly thinking, "What a cunning old fox!"

“Every sentence refers to himself as an old man, and he doesn’t mention Canghui or the sect at all. He is clearly using retreat as a means of advancement.”

"That bowed back may seem humble and submissive, but in reality, it firmly protects the sect behind it, keeps the conflict at the personal level, and shoulders all the pressure."

It seems that the old guy has calmed down and returned to the level he should be as a Soul Douluo elder.

The world of martial arts is also a place of human relationships and social customs, and the core of these customs is knowing when to stop.

Public opinion is now on their side, and the other party has already backed down. If they really try to drag this matter into his sect, that would be going too far.

Who would be willing or dare to associate with the Chen family in the future?
After all, in the eyes of the world, there is a world of difference between fighting back against a lone, upright old man and wiping out an entire sect.

Needless to say, Canghui is the official school of the empire, while Liuli Temple is ultimately a righteous sect, unlike the Unrighteous Tower and the Crimson Church, which can be chosen at will.

Moreover, this was all happening under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people present.

In the ensuing silence, the referee in black robes strode forward, speaking earnestly: "Esteemed seniors, I have no right to comment on this matter."

"However, as a referee, I am concerned with the life and death of the participating team members. I have dared to overstep my bounds and hope that you will forgive me."

"Since Dean Lian said that his grandson's life was hanging by a thread and there was no other way, if someone were to die, it would be a loss of face."

"Could the gentlemen of Chang'an please clarify the crux of the problem so that Canghui Academy can prescribe the right remedy?"

Upon hearing this, a profound silence descended, as if a stone had been thrown into a cold pool.

These referees are all from other provinces, so they are relatively neutral and objective.

A moment later, a woman in simple white clothes stepped forward like snowflakes, her silver embroidery shimmering in the twilight.

"Mental backlash." The four words, clear and sharp, fell like shattered jade on ice, silencing the entire audience.

Her voice was like a cold spring gurgling over stones, clear and cool yet with a smooth, pearly quality, reminiscent of a bronze bell hanging from the eaves of an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

Si Bai Ning's delicate hand holding the round fan paused in mid-air, her crimson lips slightly parted: "So she can speak, and her voice is surprisingly pleasant... This young mistress of the Chen family is quite adept at concealing her talents."

She rested her chin on the fan bone, her eyes sparkling with a smile. "Alright, I was being presumptuous. How could the Chen family let a mute become the young mistress? This young master Xiao Jun is indeed very lucky."

Si Yijing rolled her eyes playfully.

Luo Qianxue, on the other hand, was struck dumb and immediately retorted, "That's impossible..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lian Changzhi shouted, "Shut up!"

Luo Qianxue's eyes were red, but she obediently covered her mouth.

The girl lifted her frosty eyelashes slightly to glance at her, and continued speaking as if a cold blade were piercing the air: "I have sealed all five senses and the sea of ​​consciousness. They will release themselves in an hour."

The Soul Masters present suddenly changed color, and Shi Feiang muttered to himself, "Sealing...sealing the spiritual sea?!"

Sealing techniques are rare to begin with, let alone those that act on the ethereal spiritual power; such methods are unheard of.

Wang Wei, his beard bristling, was overjoyed: "Even this old man can't see what trick his own disciple has fallen into, yet he has the nerve to shout for battle!"

His rough laughter, laced with sarcasm, lashed out at Lian Changzhi's face. "In the end, you even got yourself involved. It's terrifying to be uncultured! Truly pathetic and laughable!"

(End of this chapter)