C458 Declaration of War

Lee Zhuohua and Duanqianyue were both furious when they saw Duanqiancheng in such a state. Although the two of them did not have much interaction with each other, they had arrived on the stage at the same time.

The students' tournament was a formal tournament for the academy. The outcome of the tournament would be determined by either one side giving up or one side losing the ability to fight. No one else could interfere with the normal course of the tournament.

However, the two of them had arrived on the arena at this time. No one knew what they were up to.

The Disciplinary Elder was announcing the result of the match, but because of the sudden appearance of these two people, his voice stopped abruptly.

"What are the two of you doing up here?" The Disciplinary Elder looked at Lee Zhuohua and the other elder sternly. At this moment, he displayed the dignity of a judge in the disciple competition.

After being scolded by the Disciplinary Elder, Lee Zhuohua and Lee Mundane looked at each other.

Duanqianyue and Lee Zhuohua did not have much interaction. The reason they appeared here was because of one person, and that was Duanqiancheng.

Because Lee Zhuohua had previously heard about his relationship with Duan Qianyue from Duan Qiancheng, he was not surprised that Duan Qianyue would appear. After all, he was his own brother.

Duanqianyue, on the other hand, was surprised by Lee Zhuohua's appearance. He only knew that Lee Zhuohua was on the same team as Duanqiancheng, but he did not expect Lee Zhuohua to be so concerned about Duanqiancheng.

"Elder, please calm your anger. We are not here to interfere, but we have a few words to say to this man." After Lee Zhuohua heard the Law Enforcing Elder's berating, he suddenly thought of something and said.

The Disciplinary Elder's eyes slightly flashed when he heard what Lee Zhuohua said. He knew who Lee Zhuohua was, and he had also heard about what had happened in the Transportation Hall. Logically speaking, the Disciplinary Elder should have a bad impression of Lee Zhuohua.

But because of the relationship between the two prefecture masters, the Disciplinary Elder was also very cautious about Lee Zhuohua's opinion.

And at this time, Duanqianyue also opened his mouth at the right time.

"Elder, please rest assured that we will not affect the normal progression of the competition." When Duan Qianyue spoke, the aura of the leader of the disciples on his body was fully displayed without the slightest hint of fear.

Although Duanqianyue was still a disciple of the Outer Palace right now, he would enter the Inner Palace sooner or later. At that time, his status would not be low, and he would be able to maintain a good relationship with the Disciplinary Elder. Therefore, he was neither servile nor overbearing at the moment.

After the Disciplinary Elder heard the words of Duan Qianyue, he weighed the matter in his heart and seemed to have understood something. He silently glanced at the two people in front of him and then slowly took a step back, as if he had given up his home ground to them.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour." Although the Disciplinary Elder had given up his seat, he would not lose his dignity in front of the other disciples, so he said so.

"Thank you, Elder." Lee Zhuohua and the other elder thanked the Disciplinary Elder. A hint of joy flashed across their eyes.

To them, fifteen minutes was enough. At this point, the Disciplinary Elder no longer cared about them.

The Outer Palace disciples below the stage were all curious as to why Lee Zhuohua and Duan Qianyue would step onto the stage at this time.

They couldn't understand, they didn't know what had made them both come on, but they could see that they didn't look very well.

Xu Daolin, who was standing on the side of the Yuan Alliance's disciples, also had a change of expression when he saw Duanqianyue walking onto the arena.

..."" Although Xu Daolin did not say anything, he was still guessing the purpose of Duanqianyue's actions.

The people below the arena might not understand what the purpose of these two people was, but the other person on the arena, Track Of Ren Yun, was very clear on why these two people were walking onto the arena at this time.

To be exact, he only knew that Lee Zhuohua walked onto the stage because Duanqiancheng was Lee Zhuohua's teammate, and the appearance of Duanqianyue also surprised him.

"Hmm? Why would this person appear? "Track Of Ren Yun did not understand why Duan Qianyue would come up, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Tracker Of Ren Yun looked at the two people in front of him with a solemn expression. Although he was deep in the Trial Arena and did not have to worry about the two of them suddenly attacking him, he could still feel the strong hostility from the two of them. Therefore, his body tensed up slightly.

Lee Zhuohua and Duan Qianyue looked at each other. They did not say anything, but they could see the same meaning in each other's eyes.

After a brief exchange of gazes, their gazes shifted away from each other. Duanqianyue did not pay attention to Track Of Ren Yun who was standing there and walked to the place where Duanqiancheng was lying.

He slowly squatted down and reached out his right hand to touch Duanqiancheng's body as he began to examine his injuries.

"He's still that stubborn brat. He has a bad temper, but he can still be arrogant." Duanqianyue examined Duanqiancheng's injuries as he looked at his face. He seemed to be lost in thought, as if he was recalling some of the past events.

In his senses, the injuries on Duanqiancheng's body were not light, and his entire body was covered in wounds. Even his body was covered in blood stains, but the marks on Duanqiancheng's neck were the most obvious.

After Duan Qiancheng's gaze swept across the purplish-green on Duan Qiancheng's neck, the tip of his nose snorted coldly, and his eyes also started to turn cold.

Lee Zhuohua saw that Duanqianyue was already checking on Duanqiancheng's injuries, so he did not walk over anymore. Instead, he placed his gaze on Track Of Ren Yun, and traces of disgust could be seen in his eyes, as if he had seen something filthy.

Track Of Ren Yun noticed the look in Lee Zhuohua's eyes and his expression changed slightly, seeming to distort.

"At first, I had almost forgotten about you, but I never thought that you would be such a person. It is a waste of your talent and reputation." Lee Zhuohua's eyes locked onto Track Of Ren Yun, and he slowly said.

When Track Of Ren Yun heard his words, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression started to become somewhat resentful. He did not expect that the other party would not take him seriously at all, which was a bit hurtful to his pride.

"Humph." Track Of Ren Yun snorted coldly, as if he did not believe what Lee Zhuohua had said, thinking that the other party was just trying to provoke him.

When Lee Zhuohua saw the other party's reaction, he shook his head slightly, and the expression on his face started to turn serious.

"Although you are the disciple of the new Hegemony, since you want to make an enemy of me, well, I will grant you your wish. Now is not the time, but sooner or later you will fall into my hands, and then I will make you feel true despair." Lee Zhuohua said in a cold and stern tone. When his words reached Track Of Ren Yun's ears, his face was once again covered with a layer of frost.

What Lee Zhuohua said was equivalent to challenging his opponent. Although he had never taken Track Of Ren Yun to heart before, but after what Track Of Ren Yun had done to Duanqiancheng, his opponent had actually touched his bottom line. So Lee Zhuohua was really angry now.

Lee Zhuohua did not lower his voice when he spoke, so everyone below the arena heard his words.

"Hua."

Because Lee Zhuohua's words were too overbearing, even the people below the arena started to become restless.

This was the first time Lee Zhuohua had issued a challenge to someone in this world, but at the same time, it was also the first time he had been so angry.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Duanqianyue and walked down the stage without looking back, leaving Track Of Ren Yun with a face full of hatred as he watched his departing figure.

"Lee Zhuohua..." Track Of Ren Yun gritted his teeth as he looked at Lee Zhuohua's back with a dark expression.