Han Hua snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of force is that in the Medicine King Valley? What kind of force is the Jinding Gate? The Medicine King Valley only needs to sneeze to make the Golden Ding Gate perish, and the dignified envoy of the Medicine King Valley colludes with the Golden Ding Gate, isn't this a self-surrendering identity and ruining the reputation of himself and the Medicine King Valley? It doesn't matter if you ruin your own reputation, ruining the reputation of the Medicine King Valley, as long as you have a little brain, you won't do it, that would be too much to lose." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hanwha already felt abnormal, and his words and deeds at this time seemed to be greatly stimulated, a little nervous, and the gritted teeth were hideous, as if someone owed him a huge fortune and did not pay it back.

Despite this, all the disciples who listened to Hanwha's words felt justified. Just as someone was about to ask some doubts in their hearts, Han Hua continued to snort coldly and said, "Envoy Xiao will not collude with the Jinding Gate, the reason why he proposed the life-and-death struggle between the Iron Sword Gate and the Jinding Gate is just because he is bored and wants to have fun." And Jindingmen seized this opportunity and took the opportunity to act. ”

Hearing Hanwha's words, Purple Madness and the others didn't say anything, and their hearts were full of sighs, because Hanwha really saw all this too clearly. At Hanwha's age, Hanwha can see through all of this, and in that sense, Hanwha deserves the title of the first generation of young people.

The elders didn't say anything, but the impact of Hanwha's words on the disciples was unimaginable. Among them, even Zichen was gloomy and couldn't say a word.

Zichen didn't doubt Hanwha's words, but the more Hanwha thought about them, the more correct they became, and many doubts were solved at once. But these words are so callous, and if they are, they are ......

"We are fighting to the death in the fighting field, but in the eyes of the Xiao Envoy, it is just a game to have fun?

Han Hua's words stripped the Iron Sword Sect disciples of their last dignity and glory, and the reluctance and anger caused one of the disciples to clench his fists tightly, anger erupting in his eyes, and such doubts squeezed out between his teeth.

Hanwha laughed even more nervously, "What are you doing with yourself? I can tell you, no matter what you think you do, in the eyes of people like Xiao Envoy, we are just ants crawling on the ground." ”

Hanwha's words caused many people to be angry, and they all turned their eyes to him. Han Hua turned a blind eye and continued to sneer and said, "Dissatisfied, angry, is this useful, the strong in this world are respected, and where is the strength of others, as a weak person, you can only give in, and you can only abide by the rules set by the strong." ”

The more Han Hua said, the more gloomy his face became, "Even if such a rule is full of insults and injustices, even if such a rule is full of contempt and discrimination! If you want to change this, you must become a strong person and become a rule-maker!"

Hanwha's words may be justified, but they are so merciless. For a while, many disciples clenched their fists in anger and humiliation. The eyes they look at Hanwha are only angry, but the target of this anger is not necessarily Hanwha, who is speaking.

With a nervous reaction, Hanwha let out a sigh of relief. He didn't fight or do anything else at all, but he seemed to have spent a lot of mental and physical strength, his face was full of a sense of exhaustion, his eyes looked at Jin Yong in the field again, and then looked at the high envoy Xiao on the chairman, his eyes revealed a kind of complexity and powerlessness.

"So the dignity of the weak is worthless, can it be trampled on casually?"

After Hanwha finished the call, there was a slight silence in the room, and suddenly such a voice was heard. The voice was not too excited or angry, but it was not completely calm, and there was a hint of questioning coldness in his tone.

Hanwha and the others were stunned, and when they turned their heads, they found that it was Zichen who spoke.

Zichen has always been extremely low-key, doesn't talk much, and his cultivation is at the bottom of the lineage disciples, so even if he has been amazed a few times, he still doesn't have a strong sense of existence.

At this time, Zichen suddenly stood up and asked such a sentence, which Hanwha did not expect. With a cold snort, Hanwha said coldly, "Without a strong force, without a strong force to support you, what if you don't want others to trample on your dignity at will?"

Hanwha's answer was unceremonious, not only because he insisted on his own point of view, but also because he didn't take Zichen seriously at all.

Originally, according to the original plan, the time was supposed to be the first time that the elders of the Iron Sword Sect had discussed the Mid-Autumn Festival Large, but Hanwha had been preparing for this for a long time, and he only wanted to teach Zichen a hard lesson in this big competition and regain his lost face.

But with the advent of Xiao Envoy and Jin Dingmen, Hanwha's plans not only fell through, but he also didn't know when he would be able to regain the face he had lost at Zichen's hands. And now, he was deeply hit by Jin Yong's toughness and Xiao Envoy's attitude, and fell into a state full of resentment, at this time it was already very polite to be able to talk to Zichen like this.

After listening to Hanwha's words, Zichen smiled, his smile was frank and full of contempt: "The road of the strong starts from being a weak, even if the weak eat the strong in this world, and the strong are respected, as a weak, you should not lose your courage and backbone." If you don't have the heart of a strong man, you will only be full of resentment, and you will only have no chance with the strong in this life!"

As soon as Zichen said this, the audience was quiet for a while, and then many disciples nodded quietly, feeling that Zichen's words were reasonable, and they felt a timely exhilaration, sweeping away the humiliation and faint despair caused by Hanwha's words before.

Many elders also nodded in approval of Zichen's words, but at the same time, they could not hide their faint disappointment when they turned their gaze to Han Hua.

The reaction of the people in the Iron Sword Gate made Han Hua feel that Zichen's words were sarcastic to him, and he became more and more annoyed and angry, and snorted coldly: "That's really nice! Why don't you use your courage and backbone to go to the Fighting Law Arena to get back the lost face of my Iron Sword Gate?"

Zichen snorted, not seeing too much anger, and only said categorically: "I'll play." ”

As soon as Zichen's words came out, everyone in the Iron Sword Gate didn't expect it. After a moment of silence in the field, Zi Mad had already stood up, and said with a serious face: "No, Zichen, you are only a sixth-order cultivator now, and the gap between your strength and Jin Yong is too big, so you will definitely lose if you go up to fight!"

Purple Mad said that it represented the thoughts of most people in the Iron Sword Gate. In their opinion, although Zichen has made rapid progress, and even created the history of the Iron Sword Sect in terms of cultivation speed, after all, he is a rising rookie, and his accumulation and strength are not enough.