Just looking at Mr. Shuiyue, who doesn't recognize Zhang Haoran, he knows that he is definitely not the last one, at most, he has been practicing with the old man Tianquan for a few days, and he is even likely to be the kind of shameless person who calls himself a disciple after getting a few words of guidance!

"Hahahaha, I thought it was too much, it turned out to be just a registered disciple, and with such an identity, I was embarrassed to make friends with Mr. Shuiyue."

"He put gold on his face, he thought he had a big face."

"If you want to lose your face and hide in Xinghua Kingdom, you can actually throw it into our Guanghua Kingdom, and Xinghua Kingdom seems to be unable to find anyone, how can you send out this kind of goods."

"Shame, having such a person participate in the Ten Directions Ceremony is definitely the greatest shame in the history of the Ten Directions Ceremony!"

The sound of ridicule, the ridicule, flooded like a tidal wave. Zhang Haoran's face was red with shame, and he really wanted to find a hole to drill into.

Gu Fenghua and the others couldn't cry or laugh, Zhang Haoran took the initiative to salute Mr. Shuiyue, they could guess one or two of what the idea was, but they didn't expect that Mr. Shuiyue's personality was so straightforward, and he didn't have any human sophistication at all, and he was thrown into the abyss with a few words, and it is estimated that this is also a shame that he will not be able to wash away in his life.

"Do it, what are you doing in a daze?" Qiu Mingxuan shouted angrily.

Zhang Haoran doesn't care if he wants to pretend to be X, why are you involved with him? Isn't this a shame for him? Speaking of which, they had actually been learning art with the old man Tianquan for a few months, but they had just arrived at the old man Tianquan when they met Mr. Shuiyue, so he was completely unimpressed.

But they know these things, others don't know, in the eyes of others, they are obviously the kind of shameless people who get a few words of guidance and claim to be named disciples, and put gold on their faces.

This face is too embarrassing, and only a quick battle and hearty victories can wash away the shame on several of them.

"I, Xinghua Guo Zhang Haoran, challenge you!" Zhang Haoran also thought of this, and immediately pulled out his long sword, and said with a standard saint master salute.

The sword flickered, and eight cyan holy beads also shone on his forehead.

The heart-piercing shame was forced to the bottom of his heart, and a strong self-confidence appeared on his face. The Eight Grades of the Law Saint, against the Seven Grades of the Law Saint, as long as there are no major accidents, he will definitely win this duel!

"Zhang Haoran, I've heard of you, go down, you're not my opponent." Seeing the eight holy beads on Zhang Haoran's forehead, Chen Xinzhong looked calm.

"Bluffing, do you think I don't know your cultivation, just the Seven Grades of the Law Saint, you dare to be so ashamed, pretending to be X was struck by lightning, haven't you heard of it?" Zhang Haoran said disdainfully.

"Not only have I heard of it, but I have just seen it. The disciple of the old man Tianquan is amazing, amazing. Chen Xinzhong laughed loudly.

In the audience, there was a burst of laughter again. It's embarrassing to say that pretending to be X was split, why did he forget, he couldn't pretend to be X just now, but he was the one who humiliated himself?

"Look for death!" Accidentally poked himself in the sore spot, Zhang Haoran was annoyed and angry, and slashed out with a sword.

The sword flew by, like a long rainbow through the sun, but there was a faint sense of the natural completion of the heavy sword without a blade. Although it may seem simple, there are countless variations involved.