C272 He Was Woo Zhengyang!(1)

"Are you crazy?"

With each question, the speaker became more animated, eventually standing up, filled with passion. Initially, the people around were indifferent, but soon the room fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The question needed no answer. If all these wild events happening to one person aren't considered madness, then what is?

"Is this really the big news from your country this year? If it weren't for the events in the Fallen Sun Country, your country would definitely be in the spotlight!"

Hearing someone mention the Fallen Sun Country piqued Woo Zhengyang's interest. The incident at the No Life Patriarch's domain was a devastating blow to the sects of the Fallen Sun Country. Woo Zhengyang had witnessed the endless slaughter firsthand and had even taken part in it, so he knew well that the core strength of the Fallen Sun Country was nearly wiped out.

However, Woo Zhengyang wasn't sure how things ultimately turned out. After suppressing the soul mark of the No Life Patriarch, he paid attention to the matter on his way back. But at the time, he was worried about Uncle Fu's injuries and was in a hurry, so he didn't have much time to inquire deeply and naturally didn't learn much.

Once he entered his own country, the rumors he heard were even less reliable. Many people were unsure if the events were true, as the idea of an entire country's sect elites being wiped out seemed too exaggerated.

At this moment, cultivators from four nations were gathered in Heavenly Martial City, making it a perfect opportunity to learn more about the situation. If they could find out any news about Loong Zhiwu and others, it would be even better.

Just as Woo Zhengyang was about to ask, another voice chimed in from the side.

"Someone who doesn't even dare to show their face calls themselves a madman?" The speaker was a young man wearing the attire of the Heavenly Martial Academy, his face full of disdain.

"What's going on?" someone asked.

"Step aside, let me tell you all about how this so-called madman, Woo Zhengyang, is actually a coward!" The young man spoke with enthusiasm, and the crowd quickly made way for him to move to the center.

"Hey, why aren't you moving?" the young man asked Woo Zhengyang, displeased.

"There's already plenty of space for you to pass," Woo Zhengyang replied, looking at the path wide enough for two or three people to walk through.

"No way... I want to go right through the middle, and you have to move, or I won't say anything..."

Woo Zhengyang couldn't be bothered to respond to such unreasonable behavior.

Seeing that Woo Zhengyang was ignoring him, the Heavenly Martial Academy student angrily said, "Kid, don't you recognize the clothes I'm wearing? I'm an inner disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy, an inner disciple, got it?"

"So what? Does being from the Heavenly Martial Academy make you superior? Since you're also from Dongjue, you should know why those Heavenly Martial Academy disciples who entered the Mystic Trace Realm died, right?"

The interruption by Woo Zhengyang left everyone speechless. Those who were initially eager to join in the commotion were now stunned by his words. When has the Heavenly Martial Academy ever not been a cut above the rest? Many were dissatisfied with this, but who dared to voice it, especially in front of the academy's disciples? And bringing up the Mystic Trace Realm incident—couldn't he see how furious the academy's disciples were about that?

"So, are you trying to tell me that the disciples in the Mystic Trace Realm were too arrogant, and that's why Woo Zhengyang wiped them out?" The academy disciple caught the implication in Woo Zhengyang's words and responded coldly.

"You're not too far off!"

"Bold of you, kid. Do you think you're Woo Zhengyang?"

"Even if you were Woo Zhengyang, he's just a coward. After the Mystic Trace Realm incident, our academy's outer disciple, Moh Lunhui, directly challenged him, but Woo Zhengyang didn't dare to show up. This has long been a laughingstock in the country!"

"Moh Lunhui, the top Heavenly Martial Seed of the country?"

"Exactly. Compared to Brother Moh, what is Woo Zhengyang? Brother Moh's feats are the greatest legend of the year!"

"Tell us more, come on..." someone urged.

At this point, there was no need for the academy disciple to do anything further. The crowd, now intrigued, gathered around him eagerly.

However, he didn't continue speaking, instead fixing Woo Zhengyang with a cold stare, clearly unwilling to let things slide.

Woo Zhengyang wasn't particularly interested in his own affairs. If the topic was about Moh Lunhui, he wouldn't stop it since it was indeed the truth, even if he had reasons he couldn't defy.

But if this guy thought Woo Zhengyang would compromise, he was sorely mistaken. With Woo Zhengyang's personality, even if he didn't like the person, he would never back down.

Not wanting to meet the man's gaze, Woo Zhengyang closed his eyes and continued to study the golden vortex in his soul sea. The matters of the Fallen Sun Country would come to light eventually.

While Woo Zhengyang remained unfazed, the students from Heavenly Martial Academy were not having it. They were practically bug-eyed, and this guy just ignored them?

"Hey, are you going to move or not?"

Woo Zhengyang stayed silent.