July 25th, Baiyang Town's Yang Family Assembly, sincerely inviting all the forces of Baiyang Town to attend.
In the eastern martial arts courtyard of the Yang Family, the seats were arranged in order. It was already past noon and the guests had already finished eating. Next was the highlight of the Family Assembly, the competition between the young disciples of the Yang Family. This was a public test of the cultivation of the younger generation of the Yang Family, and also a way for the two major families of Baiyang Town to show their authority to the other forces.
In front of several arenas, there was a high platform where the elders of the Yang Family were seated. The Yang Family was a new force in Baiyang Town. They didn't have many members, but there was a white-haired old man sitting in the middle, who had a strong body and eyes like lightning. He was the Yang Family Ancestor.
As for the rest of the Yang Family, Yang Qingxuan, Yang Xueqing, and the others sat next to the Ancestor.
Next to Yang Xueqing were the people of the Bai Family. The Bai Family Patriarch did not come, but the third and fourth sons of the Bai Family came. There was also a young master standing behind Bai Zhanxiong. It was Bai Shixun's elder brother and Bai Zhanxiong's eldest son. His strength … shocked the younger generation of Baiyang Town.
The other small forces of Baiyang Town sat down one by one. The other family members of the Yang Family had no seats, so they watched from outside the martial arts arena.
At this time, the Yang Family Ancestor smiled at Bai Zhanxiong and said, "Brother Bai and I are sworn brothers. Xiong 'er, you don't have to be so polite.
I am busy with the Family Assembly, so I'm afraid I can't entertain you well. I'll let Qing 'er accompany you. "
Bai Zhanxiong hurriedly smiled and said, "I often come to the Yang Family. Sister Qing always accompanies me, so we are already familiar with each other. Uncle Yang, feel free to hold the Family Assembly. I want to see the outstanding talent of the Yang Family's younger generation."
On the side, Yang Xueqing looked at Bai Zhanxiong with a smile full of affection.
On the Martial Arena, the battles were extremely exciting. The Martial Arts Competition used an elimination system, and the strong passed through all obstacles. The audience was filled with praises, and even the Bai and Yang Families were nodding in approval at the strength of the Yang Family's juniors.
The eldest of the Yang Family, Yang Qingxuan, turned to look at a young man behind him and said, "Wu 'er, what do you think?"
This young man was very similar to Yang Qingxuan. He had a tough face, as if it was carved by a sword, and his back was straight. He was a rare young master.
He had already obtained the Dragon Seal and cultivated for a period of time.
"Sister Ling Yue is the only sixth layer Dragon Vein Realm cultivator, which is very good. However, I am very surprised that Ling Qing could easily defeat Yang Qiong. Looking at Ling Qing's appearance, it seems that he has completely mastered Meteor Fist, and breaking through to the sixth layer Dragon Vein Realm is only a matter of time.
However, I'm still not Ling Yue's match this time. "
Yang Wu saw through everything. Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Why don't I see Lao Er here?
Although my second son has lost a son, his daughter is very outstanding. I think he should be able to obtain some comfort. "
A cold light flashed in Yang Wu's eyes. He said, "Second Uncle left first, probably because he was too emotional. Father, I have only seen Third Aunt's son a few times, but I have heard of him. He is completely a servant. How could he defeat Zhan 'er? I can't understand it."
"He must have been hiding his strength and enduring the humiliation. Otherwise, who would be able to raise his cultivation to 3-layer Dragon Vein realm in such a short period of time? His talent is indeed not bad, but it's a pity that … his life isn't that great."
"So what if his talent is not bad? His heart is not in the right place, and he plotted against his brother. He should be hacked into pieces.
By the way, Father, he once said that he would defeat Ling Yue in the clan meeting. Do you think he will show up today? "
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "It's just a lie to deceive Ling Yue. It's not worth mentioning. Lao Er wants his life, would he dare to show up?
He's courting death. "
Just when Yang Wu was about to speak, someone suddenly made an announcement.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the competition between the younger generation of our Yang Clan has finally reached its final stage. The two who stand out will compete in the final battle, and the winner will obtain our Yang Clan's greatest secret technique — Dragon Seal."
"For the final battle, the first two are Yang Lingyue and Yang Lingqing!"
Bai Zhanxiong smiled and said, "Sister Qing, the girls of the Yang Clan are indeed extraordinary. Even the final battle is between two girls."
Seeing Bai Zhanxiong praise her, Yang Xueqing felt sweet in her heart. She said, "The younger generation of the Bai Clan is even more powerful. Ji Chen has already reached the 7-layer Dragon Vein realm, and your eldest brother's son is also known as the strongest among the younger generation of Baiyang Town. Even Xiaowu is inferior to him."
"Chen 'er is indeed not bad. She's almost catching up to me."
In the arena, Yang Lingqing glanced at the audience.
The person she was thinking of was not there.
"He really doesn't dare to show up. That's right, who would risk their life to fulfill the bet?"
The younger generation below the arena were discussing.
"You guys, who do you think will win?"
"Of course it's sister Ling Yue. There's a whole layer difference."
"Sister Ling Yue will obtain the Dragon Seal."
"Do you guys still remember that kid? The one who wanted to bet with sister Ling Yue at the clan meeting?
I said at that time that he made up a lie to make sister Ling Yue let him go. Now it's true, isn't it? "
"F * ck, we all know it's a joke.
You don't have to say it. "
In the arena, Yang Lingyue and Yang Lingqing had already begun their battle.
"Meteor Fist!"
"Nine Fingers of Wind Devil!"
Starlight filled the entire arena. Yang Lingqing had trained hard for so many years just for this moment. Thus, this fist contained the full power of a fifth layer Dragon Vein. Furthermore, with Long Chen's guidance, this Meteor Fist had the power of a sixth layer Dragon Vein!
Even Yang Lingyue was slightly surprised by this Meteor Fist. Her face turned cold as she thought, Little Qing is two years younger than me. I'm afraid that she'll reach sixth layer Dragon Vein in two years. At that time, she'll definitely receive more training than me. That's not a good thing.
Outside the arena, Yang Xueqing frowned, "Little Qing's improvement is godly. Yue-er feels threatened and even used the Nine Fingers of Wind Devil."
The moment the Nine Fingers of Wind Devil was used, the spectators couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The Yang Clan's old ancestor looked at the arena with a burning gaze.
"These two juniors have cultivated their battle skills quite well. Yue-er's Nine Fingers of the Wind Devil can be used seven times in a row, and Little Qing has mastered the Meteor Fist. If the two of them were equal in terms of true qi, Little Qing would probably be superior."
The Yang Clan's old ancestor was powerful, and the situation in the arena was clear.
He suddenly thought of someone and looked around.
"That brat who learned the Meteor Fist in three days probably won't be coming.
To him, the Yang Clan is like a mountain of knives and a sea of fire … "
Long Chen's guess was right. Although he caused Yang Zhan's death, the fact that he learned the Meteor Fist in three days still shocked the old ancestor.
Under the influence of Yang Lingqing's Zhen Qi, the Nine Fingers of Wind Devil continuously wore down Yang Lingqing's Meteor Fist. Yang Lingqing was sweating profusely and desperately pushed her Zhen Qi, but her opponent was too strong. After five fingers of the Nine Fingers of Wind Devil, Yang Lingqing finally couldn't resist and was thrown off the arena.
The winner had been decided. Yang Lingyue stood in the arena with a smile on her face. Applause came like a tidal wave. In the stands, the Yang Clan's old ancestor and the others also smiled.
Especially Yang Lingyue's father, the eldest of the Yang Clan, Yang Qingxuan, was grinning from ear to ear.
"Today's champion of the Yang Clan's junior martial arts competition is … Yang Lingyue!"
Bai Zhanxiong and Yang Xueqing looked at each other and smiled, "It's all thanks to your guidance that Lingyue has the spirit of a man!"
Yang Xueqing smiled faintly and said, "Brother Bai, you flatter me. Teaching the younger generation of the clan is Xueqing's duty."
She looked at the excited Yang Lingyue in the arena and felt very happy. She had also heard about Long Chen's bet. Previously, she was worried that he would not know what was good for him and come over, but now it seemed that he was indeed a coward.
"He's the same as his father. Loud thunder but small raindrops."
As for Bai Zhanxiong and his two sons, Yang Xueqing was much more satisfied. Especially the eldest son, Bai Shiji, who was also very polite to her. As for the youngest son, a cold light flashed in Yang Xueqing's eyes when she thought of that matter.
"If I find out who dared to do such a ruthless thing, I will definitely make sure that there is no corpse left!"
At this time, the Yang Clan's old ancestor laughed and stood up. With a light tap of his foot, he arrived in the arena. Everyone could see the secret parchment book in his hand. Naturally, it was the Yang Clan's Dragon Seal.
Some of the smaller forces could not help but reveal envious gazes.
The Yang Clan's old ancestor looked kindly at Yang Lingyue and said, "Little Yue 'er, since you are the champion today, grandpa will give this Dragon Seal to you. I hope that you can work hard and step into the seventh layer of the Dragon Vein Realm as soon as possible.
"Yes, Yue 'er thanks grandpa and all the elders!"
Yang Lingyue was naturally very excited to have the thing she yearned for in front of her.
Outside the arena, Yang Lingqing watched this scene with bitterness in her heart, because it was also the thing she yearned for.
"Since I can't get the Dragon Seal this time, I can only work hard and break into the sixth layer of the Dragon Vein Realm. That way, I might still have a chance."
Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder. Yang Lingqing thought it was one of her sisters, but when she turned around and saw the faint smile on the other party's face, she was immediately dumbfounded.
"You … you're really back?!"