OBS Chapter 887 The Third Competition
Chapter 887 The Third Competition
The top of the mountain, which was already almost boiling, became quiet in an instant.
The leaders of the younger generation of the Ye family all had stiff expressions, and were very puzzled by the patriarch's decision.
"What do you mean? This fight doesn't count?"
"Why don't you count! If Ye Hao's brother wins, he wins. Could it be that the facts under the eyes of everyone are false?"
"I think it's an excuse they can't afford to lose, and they don't want to hand over the Lingbao..."
"Yes! It's just that they can't afford to lose!"
"Heh, it really is a bunch of back and forth little bugs, it's really ridiculous..."
For a while, there were boos one after another in the field.
Sang Jie was so angry that her face flushed and her whole body trembled.
But now at someone else's home court, I have to grit my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.
Otherwise, once a conflict arises, it will be of no benefit to one's own side.
"Hey..." Ye Feng couldn't help laughing a couple of times, but he immediately held back when he felt the murderous eyes of the Tiancan clan.
He coughed a few times before saying hello: "Everyone be quiet, be quiet!"
The viewing platform then returned to silence.
Ye Feng continued: "Our Ye family is a big surname of the human race, and the first family of Zhenwutian, so we have to have the demeanor of a big family, so how can we do things that bully the weak?"
"What's more, our Ye family has always convinced people with reasoning, and we will definitely not lose our principles just because of a small profit...Everyone thinks it is not..."
You say who is weak and who has no principles... Sang Jie's face darkened even more.
In the end, Ye Feng persuaded the clansmen to agree to a third fight.
But there is a prerequisite.
The Ye Clan wins the third game, and the Tiancan Clan wins the fourth game, because Ye Chen's first win still counts, and everyone in the Ye Clan will not give in on this point.
"So, what does Patriarch Sang Shao think?" Ye Feng asked.
"My young master has no objection." Sang Jie coldly responded, and then came to the battle platform in a flash.
"Who dares to fight me!"
"Me!" Ye Chen and Ye Hao responded immediately, as if they were already prepared.
"Heh, it's you two again... Could it be that the dignified true Wutian No. 1 clan really has no one left?" Sang Jie sneered.
"You Tiancans can treat talking as fart, so can't we repeat it?"
"That's right, isn't this pure not wanting face behavior..."
"I think this bug is probably afraid, and dare not face the young patriarch and Ye Hao's brother, hahahaha..."
Everyone in the Ye clan laughed and sneered.
Sang Jie snorted coldly and didn't answer.
Although he was really not afraid of Ye Chen and Ye Hao, the latter two were undoubtedly quite difficult to deal with. If there was a better choice, he had no reason to take risks.
"Patriarch Ye Feng, if the Ye clan really has no other available people to let those two play, the old man believes that the young master will not mind..." Elder Yin pretended to be magnanimous.
But in fact, the words are full of Yin & Yang weirdness.
The old traitor who recognizes insects as his father... Ye Feng cursed secretly, and then said: "Old Yin Supreme is joking, our human race has always been the most reasonable, and we don't know how to opportunistic..."
Um? You say I'm not human... Old Yin's smile faltered, and his face darkened.
"Patriarch, Xian'er hasn't come yet..." Ye Chen secretly transmitted the voice.
"If you didn't come, you didn't come, anyway, I didn't count on her from the beginning..."
"The patriarch means..."
"The bug once said that all the younger generations in the Red Leaf God City are fine." Ye Feng turned his gaze to a certain party in the crowd.
"Little friend Sun!"
As soon as the words fell, Sun Xiaokong couldn't wait to jump onto the battle platform.
"Hey, worm! I have done two tricks with you?"
"You?" Sang Jie raised his eyelids, and found that the other party was a thin-skinned monkey with an unattractive appearance, and he was a little disdainful for a while.
But the next moment, he froze.
Because he was surprised to find that he couldn't see through the Cultivation Base at all.
"Wait! Wait a minute!"
However, before he finished speaking, he saw a fist carrying monstrous power zooming rapidly in his pupils, and there was no way he could avoid it.
"Bang", this strike hit the door.
Sang Jie was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then pia hit the ground.
"Stinky boy, be careful when you strike, you will be seriously injured and dying, not real death!" Seeing this, Huo San hurriedly ordered via voice transmission.
"Understood Master, I will pay attention..." Sun Xiaokong responded, then swung his arms and pounced on him again.
The attack hit the flesh like a torrential rain, hitting Na Sang Jie until he cried for his father and mother, screaming incessantly.
Ha ha! It's so fucking cool to abuse vegetables.
In the past, I was the young master who leapfrogged to fight, was abused every time, and was beaten every time.
It's rare to stand up and call the shots today, so why don't you have a good time?
Little bug, you're out of luck...
As a result, the frequency of punches became more intensive.
"Stop!" Elder Yin hurriedly shouted.
Just now when Sun Xiaokong came on stage, he secretly felt strange, but now he really sees the former's Cultivation Base when he really starts to play.
Great longevity, proper great longevity.
And it's not just an ordinary immortal, it's estimated that only half step is needed to condense the power of Supreme.
"Ye Feng! Tell him to stop!"
"This is a competition of the younger generation, how can you send out the immortal cultivators!"
"It's the competition of the younger generation." Ye Feng looked innocent.
"But he is a great immortal!"
"What's wrong with Da Changsheng? Even Da Changsheng is a younger generation under a thousand years old. Is there any problem?"
"What?!" Elder Yin was stunned, then turned his head to take a closer look, and found that the young figure of the great immortal Cultivation Base in the field was far less than a hundred years old.
"No, it's impossible... There is no way in this world that there will be a great longevity under the age of a hundred!"
But no matter how much he couldn't believe it, the truth was right in front of his eyes.
When he lost his mind in panic, Ye Feng sighed intentionally or unintentionally.
"There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. How can that lord's disciple use common sense to speculate..."
The grown-up? Could it be Hu Yujing... Mr. Yin seemed to understand something suddenly, and stopped immediately:
"Patriarch Ye Feng, there is no need to fight anymore, we admit defeat this time..."
This is a fart, it seems that he has entered the opponent's routine from the very beginning.
In the first match, the Ye clan directly sent a young patriarch to lower the vigilance of himself and others.
The second round was a surprise, and by the way, the super-grade Lingbao was used to show off the hole cards.
And the third match was pre-planned long ago. The opponent probably expected from the very beginning that his young master would not recognize the result of the second match...
"Admit defeat? Didn't we agree that once the battle starts, outsiders will not intervene? Has Elder Yin Supreme forgotten?" Ye Feng asked back.
"So you should continue to watch the battle. I believe Patriarch Sang Shao knows it well. As long as he doesn't admit defeat, he should be able to handle it..."
Can handle a fart... Mr. Yin almost swears.
The young master of his own family has been beaten for a long time, and he just opened his mouth to cry for his father and mother, so he still has time to admit defeat.
So he flipped his hands and threw the silkworm magic clothes that the young master had just taken off to Ye Feng.
"Patriarch Ye Feng, this is the prize of the competition. I leave it to you now, please give me your hand, don't hurt the friendship between the two clans..."
However, after Ye Feng took over the silkworm magic clothes, he didn't stop in time at the first time, but kept fiddling with something.
"Is this true... You gave it so casually, you wouldn't fool me with a fake one..."
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