That senior disciple...
It was the first time that the disciples in the sect had seen a senior senior disciple with a crazy expression on his face...
His movements flowed like a god's, light, fluid, and graceful, but his attack moves were fierce. Brutal like a devil
Senior Brother, who was upright, strict, and cold, even if Mount Tai Shan fell, he would not be able to blink his eyes and change his expression. He was fighting with an expression as if all his emotions were exploding at once just because of a clash with the Devil Sect Master...ah...how vicious must his skills be? To make the older disciple show so many emotions.
Of course, the older brother won...
But so what? In the end, that devil sect master was able to escape. The younger disciples were so stunned by the battle that they had just forgotten what the surname of that Demon Sect Master was. It was evident that this was not the first time that the sect master had done everything in his power to get his senior disciple to fight with him.
And he really did everything he could... This time, he didn't know how to disturb him. The older disciple who almost had the nickname (secretly) of the Ten Thousand Year Old Iceberg was even showing off a rage that no one had ever seen before. I'm afraid that only the Grandmasters who accepted senior disciples into the sect would be able to say whether they had ever seen such a strong emotion from him or not.
The senior student did not say anything about the origin or cause, as usual. Back to being a tall, cold senior, amidst the chattering circle of other sect disciples. Everyone was discussing that devil sect's opponent. What is the motivation? Why specifically attack the senior student? Is there merit or resentment lingering or is it because... of being satisfied with the older student?
Everyone suddenly had strange expressions on their faces before casting their eyes towards the iceberg in the middle of the conversation... There was no response from the Ten Thousand Year Ice Peak. Not even the slightest trace of a frown appeared.
“That sect master doesn't really like his senior disciple. He's just fascinated.” A faint reply broke through the loneliness of the conversation with the ice giant.
“What do you mean? You don't like it but you're passionate about it?” The confused voices of the disciples asked.
“Yes, what that sect master was fascinated with was the expression on his face that exploded with emotion during battle... You all saw what the senior disciple's expression was like in today's battle. Is it an expression that for a thousand years is still difficult to see once? But when I saw it...it was astonishing. It's also fascinating.” The explanation trailed off followed by the sound of a large gulp of tea being drunk.
“Wouldn't it be a lot of fun if you guys fought against an opponent who was both vicious and had a face full of such intense emotion? That devil sect master just saw the charming expression on his disciple's fierce expression and thought of a way to cause trouble again and again. You really are very talented.” There was a slight teasing tone in the description, but the people in the conversation followed what they heard.
“Or do you want to disturb me like that devil party?”
calm tone The senior's gentleness even expressed dissatisfaction at the end of the sentence...ah. That devil sect sect master really is skilled...respected.
“No, Senior Brother. I am only a disciple at the end of the line. Even though I want to see your various expressions, I still don't have the courage to take action. I wouldn't dare displease you.” An expression of complete reverence in front of the elders was displayed. The ten thousand year old iceberg in front of him suddenly turned three parts colder.
Between the eyebrows, there is a faint wrinkle that looks like it's there, like it's not there.
“Senior, don't take it lightly. She was still young and a late disciple. What should be and what should not be separated is still impossible. When we go back, we will train many of these disciples.” It was still the senior disciple closest to the iceberg who was mediating as always. I secretly paid homage and thanks to him three times in my heart.
In fact, this Elder Iceberg was considered to be very open-minded. He even sat and listened unfazed to the conversation that was criticizing him as if he didn't even exist. If it weren't for the violent expression on his face that had captivated the Devil Sect Master again and again. I probably thought he was practicing magic. 'The path without love' has definitely been reached. Come on...
After all, this senior disciple was still a skilled martial artist, second only to the Sect Grandmaster. That troublemaker from the Demon Sect was indeed skilled in planning, but his fighting skills were clearly three parts inferior to the Ten Thousand Year Old Iceberg.
I'll wait for the next mischief... What will that senior brother's expression be like?