"No, I have to go and see for myself. There are many sects from the north, but it's him …"
Xiu Wuxue got up and hurried out of the mansion.
The City Lord and Manager Chen hurriedly summoned a team of soldiers to follow behind them.
Zhang Xing was looking for an inn, but it was full. There was no place to stay in the city.
"It seems that we can only rest on the battleship!"
Zhang Xing said with a smile.
"How can we do that? The geniuses who came for the Grand Competition have luxurious accommodations. Can't we do that?"
Ge Song said angrily.
For people like them, it didn't matter where they stayed.
However, they still had to save face.
Those second-rate and third-rate sects could just set up a tent in the forest and make do.
However, how could those geniuses with status make do?
They not only represented themselves, but also their sects.
Zhang Xing was already an insurmountable mountain in the eyes of Ge Song and the others. How could they not save face?
"Manager Chen, it's them!"
The fair-skinned man saw Manager Chen from afar. He was overjoyed and hurried over.
He pointed at Ge Song and shouted loudly.
Manager Chen's expression changed, and he kicked the fair-skinned man.
"Bastard, don't you see Lord Xiu Wuxue and the City Lord? Kneel down and pay your respects!"
Plop!
The fair-skinned man was kicked to the ground, and he was dumbfounded.
However, when he heard that Xiu Wuxue and the City Lord had come, he looked up and his expression changed.
"Greetings …"
"Enough, get up and talk!"
Xiu Wuxue waved his hand and interrupted the fair-skinned man.
"Tell me in detail about those people … Forget it, I'll go and see for myself."
Xiu Wuxue wanted to find out more about Ge Song before going to meet him. However, on second thought, it seemed unnecessary.
After speaking, he walked toward Ge Song and the others.
Ge Song also heard the fair-skinned man's words. He stopped and sneered at Xiu Wuxue.
As he got closer, Xiu Wuxue's expression became more and more … shocked!
He noticed Zhang Xing, who was dressed in black and had a head full of long hair, standing in the crowd.
"It's really him!"
Xiu Wuxue stopped in front of Ge Song and the others.
He straightened his clothes and put on a warm smile.
Cupping his hands towards Zhang Xing, he said, "Welcome, Brother Zhang. Little Brother didn't receive you earlier, please forgive me!"
"Brother Zhang?"
Hearing Xiu Wuxue's polite words, the fair-skinned man, Manager Chen, and the City Lord were all stunned.
Did they know each other?
Manager Chen shuddered and glared fiercely at the fair-skinned man.
"Damn it, I must be blind. Isn't this just inviting trouble for me?"
The fair-skinned man's body swayed and he almost fell.
Who was Xiu Wuxue?
He was the cream of the crop among the Shura Sect's elite disciples, ranked 67th on the Prodigy List.
How could someone who he treated so politely have a low status?
It's over, it's over. I'm dead for sure this time!
"Oh, it's you!"
Zhang Xing raised his head and glanced at Xiu Wuxue.
"This little brother was negligent and did not discipline him well enough, offending your esteemed self. I hope Brother Zhang doesn't mind."
Whether Zhang Xing minded or not, Xiu Wuxue had to give him an explanation.
"Manager Chen, get your ass over here …"
"Forget it!"
Zhang Xing waved his hand and interrupted Xiu Wuxue.
He did not take such a small matter to heart and did not need to lower himself to the same level as those hooligans.
No matter what, Xiu Wuxue had already given him face, so he would give Xiu Wuxue face.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Zhang, you don't have a place to rest, right? I'll arrange the most luxurious and high-class VIP room for you."
Zhang Xing did not care about such small matters, and Xiu Wuxue could not say anything more. He changed the topic and served Zhang Xing enthusiastically.
"Thank you very much!"
Zhang Xing nodded.
Xiu Wuxue had been defeated by him and could be said to have spared his life. Naturally, there was no need to be courteous to him.
Xiu Wuxue did not think that Zhang Xing's indifference was arrogance.
When he heard that Luo Hai and Huang Mang from the Monster Sect had died at the hands of Zhang Xing, he felt a chill run down his spine.
They were ranked 4th and 6th on the Prodigy List, while he was ranked 67th.
The difference between them was not as simple as a few dozen numbers.
It could be said that it was an insurmountable chasm!
If he had not been smart enough to retreat immediately, his fellow disciples would have been waiting for Huang Mang and the other two on the Yellow Springs Road.
As for his Senior Brother, Xiu Wujian, challenging Zhang Xing, it had nothing to do with him.
He did not have the right to interfere.
He just had to do his own thing. The elders of the sect would naturally study how to deal with Zhang Xing.
Moreover, they had Senior Brother Xiu Wuxiang, who was ranked 3rd on the Prodigy List.
He believed that Zhang Xing's battle results were enough to make Madman Zhao, who was ranked 2nd, and Dong Tianxie, who was ranked 1st, pay attention to him.
Even if Dong Tianxie did not intend to stand up for the Monster Sect, he had to regain some face for the entire Monster Clan.
Otherwise, everyone in the Monster Clan would curse him behind his back!
After Zhang Xing and the others left, Manager Chen, who was left at the same spot, wiped his sweat and secretly glanced at the City Lord.
This look made Manager Chen involuntarily stunned for a moment.
The City Lord's face was full of shock, and his hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, were trembling non-stop.
Moreover, the City Lord's face was sweating non-stop.
What was going on?
Was the City Lord feeling hot?
"Fourth Uncle, what's wrong?"
That's right, the City Lord was Manager Chen's Fourth Uncle. When there were not many people around, he called him that.
"That person is … is Zhang Xing!"
"What?"
With a plop, Manager Chen's legs turned to jelly and he sat on the ground.
"He is Zhang Xing?"
The fair-skinned man who heard this immediately fell to the ground and fainted.
Even the other passersby on the street were shocked when they heard the name Zhang Xing!
Zhang Xing's ferocious reputation had already spread to the point where everyone knew of him.
Their topics were basically Zhang Xing.
They all said that Zhang Xing was the biggest dark horse in this year's Prodigy List.
Before the competition officially began, Zhang Xing had killed Huang Mang, who was ranked 4th, and Luo Hai, who was ranked 6th. Even Jin Lin, who was ranked 5th, had died at his hands.
This battle cemented Zhang Xing's unshakable 4th place.
What people talked about the most was Zhang Xing's combat strength.
He had killed Luo Hai and Huang Mang without much effort.
This meant that his strength had far surpassed the three of them.
Therefore, they placed Zhang Xing on the same level as Xiu Wuxiang, who was ranked 3rd.
Some people said that Zhang Xing would definitely defeat Xiu Wuxiang, while others had a different opinion.
They dug out all of Xiu Wuxiang's classic battles and compared them with Zhang Xing's battles.
In the end, the conclusion was that Zhang Xing was superior.
Those who had a different opinion thought that Xiu Wuxiang had improved by leaps and bounds in these three years.
His strength had long surpassed his previous level, and Zhang Xing could not possibly defeat him.
There were even some people who thought that Zhang Xing would definitely fight with Dong Tianxie.
Because Zhang Xing's strength had exceeded everyone's imagination.
However, such discussions were rare, and they were mostly from the mouths of those experts.
These people were independent and unrestrained, and they were not afraid of offending the Devil Sect and Shura Sect.
However, they were only talking. If they were serious, they would never dare to start a war with these two sects.