Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

Han Liang was careless and didn't dodge. He was hit hard and turned twice in the air. He fell to the ground and his teeth fell out of his half-open mouth.

He struggled to prop up his upper body and looked at his angry father in disbelief. He was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. His eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.

He didn't understand. He didn't understand that he had won and brought glory to the Golden Tripod Immortal Mansion. He thought his father would be very happy.

Unexpectedly, Wan Wan came up and slapped him, which made his young heart cold.

He was just beaten three days ago and beaten again today.

He was just a child in his sixties. You can imagine how much psychological damage a slap would cause to him.

"Father, why...?"

Han Liang looked at him blankly, his eyes dull and lifeless.

Han Tai's brows were furrowed into a "川" shape, and he said in a cold voice: "Before the martial arts competition began, I explained the rules of the competition clearly. After the winner is determined, you must stop immediately and stop pursuing .Did you listen to me?"

Han Liang was speechless.

Of course he knew, but he didn't like Zhao Danyu, this pretty boy.

It might not be accurate to say that he didn't like him. It should be said that Han Liang was jealous of him because he was so popular even though he was average in strength.

So he had an evil idea in his heart, which was to completely defeat Zhao Danyu, let him lose humiliatingly, and show his ugliest side.

In this way, no one would pursue him anymore.

This feeling of destroying beautiful things with one's own hands would satisfy some abnormal desires in Han Liang's heart, and thus gain pleasure.

Unfortunately, his pleasure did not last long, and was shattered by a slap from Han Tai, replaced by deep resentment.

Han Tai stopped looking at him and turned to look at the elder of Qingtao Immortal Mansion. "Now that things have come to this, what do you think should be the verdict? Please tell me."

The elder of Qingtao Immortal Mansion said: "My disciples of Qingtao Immortal Mansion are not as skilled as others. I admit that losing is losing. A real man dares to take responsibility for his actions. There is nothing to blame."

"Although Mr. Han Liang is more skilled, he knew the rules of the Immortal Mansion Martial Arts Competition and still made mistakes. His crime is unforgivable."

Han Tai frowned and interrupted: "Forget these words. Don't waste time. Everyone is waiting. Let's get straight to the point."

The elder of Qingtao Immortal Mansion said: "Han Liang's qualification should be cancelled to warn the rest of the people and punish one to warn the rest."

Hearing this, Han Tai frowned even deeper.

Han Liang's little heart also skipped a beat, and he secretly said: "It's over."

This Immortal Mansion Martial Arts Competition is related to whether he can stay in Jinding Immortal Mansion to practice in the future. It is related to his future and cannot be sloppy.

If he is disqualified from the competition, it means he has not been shortlisted.

After the Immortal Palace Martial Arts Competition, he will definitely be sent to the grassroots to do some trivial chores.

In fact, Han Liang doesn't care about this. He has obtained the inheritance of the ancestor of the demon-slaying ancestor, and he can make a name for himself no matter where he is.

At worst, he will leave the Jinding Immortal Palace and travel to the upper realm, and he will definitely achieve great success in the future.

His main purpose in this Immortal Palace Martial Arts Competition is to prove his worth and use the results of the competition to tell everyone that he is not a pus or a waste.

The words of the elder of Qingtao Immortal Palace undoubtedly deprived him of the opportunity to prove himself.

Thinking of this, Han Liang's eyes were fierce, and he immediately looked at his father with pleading and expectant eyes.

At this time, Han Hao and his two siblings came to Han Tai and began to plead for their younger brother.

Han Hao said: "Father, it was just an unintentional mistake. He has never fought with anyone in all these years, so it is understandable that his subordinates did not know how to handle the situation."

Han Yao said softly: "For this Immortal Palace Martial Arts Competition, I have been preparing for a long time and practicing day and night. It is too cruel for him to be disqualified. Please think twice and give me another chance."

Han Xian did not plead with Han Tai, but looked at the indifferent elder of Qingtao Immortal Palace, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "This senior , it was my younger brother who was at fault just now. It was all my fault as an elder brother. Please forgive him this time. "

"Afterwards, my Jinding Immortal Mansion will definitely give Qingtao Immortal Mansion a satisfactory explanation and apology. Please raise your hands."

Qingtao Immortal Mansion glanced at him and snorted, "Do you think you can buy me off with a little apology? The rules of the Immortal Mansion Martial Arts Competition cannot be changed, let alone tarnished!"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the audience immediately echoed loudly, and the sound waves were higher than one wave, overwhelming and resounding through the sky.

"Yes, it cannot be changed or tarnished!"

"It cannot be changed or tarnished!"

"If you violate the rules, you should be disqualified, otherwise we will not accept it!"

"We will not accept it!"

The crowd was indignant, and protests came one after another, as if they were all the embodiment of justice.

Han Liang's voice trembled: "Father..."

Han Tai looked at him, shook his head and sighed, and said with difficulty: "I declare that Han Liang violated the rules of the competition and was disqualified from participating in the competition."

Han Liang suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, as if the whole world had collapsed.

He fell again and sat in the cold martial arts arena.

"Why is this happening? Why did things turn out like this?"

Han Hao and his two siblings hurried to help him.

"Little brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

However, Han Liang ignored their concerned condolences and turned a deaf ear to them. He just looked gray and looked frustrated and decadent.

As the elders of Qingtao Immortal Mansion said, Han Liang certainly knew the rules of the Immortal Mansion Martial Arts Competition. The reason why he made the mistake was that he thought the matter was not serious. At most, he could apologize and make amends.

If it really didn't work, he still had two brothers and a sister to support him.

When it really came to the last resort, his father was the lord of the Jinding Immortal Mansion. As long as he was willing to speak, all problems and troubles could be solved.

Never expected that things would develop into what they are now.

I didn't expect that he would become the target of public criticism as before. Except for Han Hao and the other two, no one was willing to plead for him.

Even the fellow disciples of Jinding Immortal Mansion chose to remain silent, and some even sneered and gloated.

Han Liang couldn't accept it. He had finally waited for this opportunity to prove himself, but he missed this opportunity in vain because of his own death.

He was unwilling, ten thousand times unwilling.

Han Xian held his arm and was about to help him up, but Han Liang suddenly jumped up, stared at Han Tai and roared: "Why, I won, I obviously won, you all saw it, why do you want to disqualify me!"

Han Tai knew that he was upset, but he didn't expect that he, who was usually timid and didn't care about anything, would react so strongly.

"You did win, but you shouldn't humiliate your opponent, and you shouldn't violate the rules of the Immortal Palace Martial Arts Competition."

"If you are wrong, you have to admit it. If you are beaten, you have to stand at attention. Be calm and don't embarrass yourself."

"Embarrass yourself?" Han Liang sneered nervously, and his laughter became louder and louder, and more and more presumptuous. Finally, he shouted hoarsely: "Throw the watermelon rind from your aunt's house!"