C23 Arrogant Youth of the Zhao Family!
C23 Arrogant Youth of the Zhao Family!
"Damn it! Damn it, Zhao Family! They are bullying us because we have no one!"
"It's fine that Ji Shan lost, but who asked Zhao Yan to be a Sixth Layer warrior? I never thought that even a genius disciple like Ji Wushuang would lose. This time, our Zhao Family is really awe-inspiring!"
"It would be great if that trash, Ji Wuyan, was here. Who knows, we might be able to defeat him. Unfortunately, someone went to look for him just now, but we didn't manage to find him."
"That's right, what a irony. I never thought that the person we thought of at this critical moment would be him!"
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On the arena of the martial arts field, there was currently a youth with embroidered hair standing there. His handsome face was filled with arrogance as he looked down at the group of people below. The corners of his mouth curled up high, "What, no one's coming up? Could it be that your Ji family only has this much ability, and you can't even defeat me?"
"To think that you claim to be the head of the three great families of Panshan County. I think it's just an undeserved reputation. In another ten or twenty years, the head of the three great families of Panshan County will eventually fall into the hands of our Zhao Family!"
After saying that, Zhao Yan purposely glanced at Ji Wushuang, who was lying on the ground with a swollen face. His eyes were filled with pride.
Upon hearing this, Ji Wushuang's expression turned incomparably ugly, and his eyes were filled with malicious light. If looks could kill, Zhao Yan would have been killed thousands of times by him.
"Zhao Yan, don't be so proud of yourself. It's not a big deal for you to defeat Ji Wushuang, because amongst the younger generation of Ji family, he isn't the strongest."
"That's right. If it wasn't for the fact that we couldn't find him, you wouldn't have been able to stand on the stage for so long."
Someone from the disciples below spoke.
Zhao Yan was slightly stunned, and then a mocking smile appeared on his face. He looked at the people below the arena and pretended to be curious. "Oh, after hearing your words, I became curious. Tell me, who is the strongest person amongst the younger generation of Ji family?"
At this moment, Ji Wushuang's face turned pale. His eyes were filled with anger. He bit his lower lip, and it seemed like he was going to bite out blood. He clenched his fist tightly, and the sharp tip of his finger pierced into his palm, causing a heart-piercing pain. ...
"Listen carefully, he is the number one genius of Ji family in a hundred years, the son of Ji Zhentian who disappeared three years ago, Ji Wuyan."
"That's right. If Ji Wuyan was here today, you wouldn't have the right to be so impudent!"
The disciples of Ji family below the stage shouted loudly.
Ji Wushuang's eyes were filled with fury. He bit his lips so hard that they were bleeding. At this moment, the word "Ji Wuyan" was heard by Ji Wushuang. It was extremely grating to the ears.
"Haha..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment. Then, he burst into laughter. His tone was filled with disdain, "I thought you were talking about someone. I nearly laughed myself to death. You actually said that his strength is number one, haha... Who in the Panshan County doesn't know about this? Ji Wuyan has been cultivating for three years, and he's even a trash at the First Layer of Strength. "
" Alright, since you all said that his strength is number one, then let him come and spar with me. Let me see how powerful this number one genius of the Ji family is! "
After saying that, Zhao Yan couldn't help but laugh. He looked down at the crowd, and his eyes were filled with ridicule.
"It's not that he didn't come here. Someone went to look for him just now, but they didn't find him."
"That's right, it's because of this that you got what you wanted"
The Ji family disciple said without showing any signs of weakness.
"Haha... All of you can forget about it. You still want to pretend to be me, and deliberately find someone to trick me. Moreover, it just so happens that none of you are easy to find, and you even deliberately look for that trash, Ji Wuyan. Do you really think that I, Zhao Yan, am an idiot?"
"I admit that Ji Zhentian is a genius, but I don't believe that Ji Wuyan is also a genius. I really don't understand why a legendary figure like Ji Zhentian would have such a son."
"Maybe that kid is a bastard. His mother cheated on his father and gave birth to him with another man. Haha..."
Zhao Yan laughed wildly. Such a loud and clear voice was clearly heard by everyone in the training field. This made many disciples of the Ji family furious. They wished they could rush forward and beat him up.
Ji Wuyan's astonishing strength during the last family competition had subdued the hearts of many disciples of the Ji family.
Now that he had insulted their idol, how could they not be furious?
However, when they thought of the opponent's formidable strength, they cowered in fear.
At this moment, a loud and clear voice came from behind. This clear and clear voice caused the entire martial arts field to tremble and fall into silence.
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
A handsome young man with a gloomy expression and a sharp gaze walked towards the arena step by step.
When the surrounding disciples of the Ji family saw this, their faces turned pale, and a hint of joy flashed across their eyes. They quickly made way for Ji Wuyan, who looked like a king. He walked straight past, ignoring the disciples and raised his head. His eyes were fixed on the handsome figure on the stage in front of him as he slowly walked onto the stage.
"Haha, I thought it was someone else. Isn't this the number one genius of the Ji family that some people mentioned just now? Come, come, let's have a competition and see if you're really that powerful."
When Zhao Yan saw Ji Wuyan, his face froze for a moment, then he laughed loudly. He crooked his finger at Ji Wuyan, his eyes filled with ridicule.
"I'm asking you, who did you just say was a bastard?" Ji Wuyan remained unmoved. His eyes were still staring at him. His voice was as cold as ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, causing everyone present to shiver.
When he saw Ji Wuyan being so overbearing, Zhao Yan's expression turned gloomy at this moment. A cold glint flashed across his eyes as he said in a cold voice, "Ji Wuyan, are you tired of living? You actually dare to provoke me?"
"I'll ask you one last time. Who did you say was a bastard just now?" His tone was still cold, but the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yan laughed loudly.
"Haha... I know, Ji Wuyan. You must be a fool. It seems like you have been cultivating for three years. Not only are you trash, even your brain has become stupid."
"I never thought that Ji Zhentian's son would be an idiot in the end. No, I was wrong. You are definitely not Ji Zhentian's son. You are just a bastard, haha..."
"What a pity..."
A clear voice was heard. A black shadow suddenly shot out. It was as fast as a cheetah. In a flash, it arrived in front of Zhao Yan.
"You..."
The laughter stopped abruptly. Zhao Yan widened his eyes as he looked at the young man who had suddenly appeared in front of him. His face was filled with disbelief.
"You answered incorrectly!"
The young man looked at him and laughed coldly. His fist surged out and charged towards the young man's chest like a cannonball...
Bang!
Zhao Yan's body seemed to have received a heavy blow. With a cracking sound, his bones broke and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards. With a bang, he landed on the arena and instantly fainted.
At this moment, the entire place was silent!
Countless people stared with their eyes wide open as they stared blankly at the scene before them. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
One move?
Just one move?
Strong, too strong!
This is the strength of our Ji family's number one genius!
After a moment, the martial arts field erupted with cheers and cheers... It was as noisy as a market.
Ji Wuyan looked bored and could not help shaking his head. He thought that the opponent was powerful, but he did not expect that the opponent could not even withstand a single attack from him. Such a person was only good at talking.
However, this was more or less part of his sneak attack. Otherwise, even with his strength of Seventh Layer, it would take him more effort to defeat the opponent so easily.
Glancing at Ji Wushuang, who was still lying on the ground, Ji Wuyan's eyes were indifferent. He turned around calmly and walked down the arena.
Regarding this loser who had lost to him in the past, he no longer had any intention of attacking him. His current target was his opponent's father, the man who had made him spit out blood with a single palm strike. He was a man who wanted to kill him.
Ji Batian!
That old man was his final target, and also the starting point for him to leave the Ji family.
As for Ji Wushuang, he would go wherever he wanted to cool down.
Looking at Ji Wuyan's back, Ji Wushuang's eyes were filled with anger. If Zhao Yan had brought him anger just now, then Ji Wuyan had brought him shame and humiliation!
This kind of direct disregard was even more unbearable than killing him!
Ji Wuyan, I swear I won't be human if I don't kill you!
Ji Wushuang roared furiously in his heart.
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"Mr Wuyan, Mr Wuyan, this is great! I have finally found you!"
Ji Wuyan was about to walk towards his residence when a tender voice was heard.
Looking at the source of the voice, he saw a handsome little boy running towards him with sweat all over his face.
"Little Feng, what's wrong? Why are you running so fast?"
Ji Wuyan smiled and walked over to support him.
The little guy took a breath and quickly said, "Mr Wuyan, quickly go to the main hall. Master... Master and some elders are looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
Ji Wuyan frowned slightly. Why were those old guys looking for him?
"Little Feng, do you know what it is?"
Ji Wuyan looked at this little fellow and asked curiously.
"I don't know. They just asked me to inform you. But I haven't found you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. " Ji Wufeng shook his head and looked at the group of people in front of him. " Right, Mr Wuyan, what are those people doing? It seems to be very lively."
"It's nothing. It's just that one of them was beaten up."
"He got beaten up. Who?" The little guy was quite interested.
"Ji Wushuang."
"What!?!?" Ji Wufeng widened his eyes and looked behind him.
"Who hit him?" The little guy asked again.
"Looks like a guy called Zhao Yan" He said with an uncertain tone.
"What about him?" The little guy looked back curiously.
"He was sent flying by my punch." He said indifferently.
"Ah?"
The little guy stood on the spot with his mouth wide open. His face was filled with surprise and regret. Why was he late?