Although the previous generation's hometown owner disappeared and the Yan family was no longer in terms of strength, it is also considered a medium-sized two-star force. With this foundation, the Yan family naturally cannot be established in one or two days, which contains hundreds of years of efforts of the ancestors.
Today's Yan family seems to be no different from the past. There are constant servants and guards coming and going, and everything seems peaceful and peaceful.
However, the sensitive people vaguely noticed a trace of unstable undercurrent from the calm surface, as if a huge wave might rise at any time, tearing the peaceful curtain in front of them apart!
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Yan Family, Fighting Platform.
Luo Chen came here early in the morning with Zhang Chong. Yan Shishi's expression eased a little when he was doing this, but he still didn't have a good face to give him.
This martial arts platform is located in the core area of the Yan family's forces, covering an area of more than 100 acres. It is made of Xuanjing iron, which is several feet thick. Xuanjing iron can be used to refine low-grade mysterious weapons. It can be imagined how much financial resources it will take to build such a large martial arts platform.
Looking up, the fighting platform was already bumpy and obviously had suffered a heavy blow.
"Uncle Tomb, can't you even stop Yu Cheng's ambition this time?" Yan Luoyue asked with a frown.
The person she asked was a thin middle-aged man, wearing a black robe and a cold expression. Only when facing Yan Luoyue did a trace of warmth appear in his eyes.
The middle-aged man in black robe nodded and said helplessly: "When Yu Cheng proposed the competition yesterday, most of the people in the Presbyterians agreed with him, and I can't do anything about it."
He glanced at the right side of the fighting platform, where dozens of chairs were placed, and each one was sitting upright, mostly old people, these were the core strength of the Yan family—
Presbyterian Church!
Yan Luoyue's heart sank. She knew that the man in front of her would never deceive her. If she wanted to find someone from the Presbyterian Church, Yan Tomb would definitely be the best choice!
Yan Tomb has been an orphan since I can remember. Life is extremely difficult and almost starved to death. It was the master of his hometown who saved him and brought him by his side to teach him practice.
If it weren't for the old master's disobedience, Yan Tomb would even be willing to be a slave to repay his kindness for his goodwill! Therefore, although he now has great power, Yan Tomb still regards Yan Luoyue's sisters as relatives.
"This Yu Cheng and his son have been in charge of power for two years, and their prestige in the clan has been established. But this time, you gave him another excuse to cause trouble." Yan Ton looked worried and glanced at Luo Chen, with a little bored look on his face.
Obviously, he and Yan Shishi's views were consistent, and they both felt that it was because of Luo Chen's arrival that Yu Cheng and his son were attacked.
Luo Chen rubbed his nose and smiled self-deprecatingly: It seems that in the eyes of the Yan family, he has become the root cause of trouble...
"According to the rules of the clan, in order to avoid harming the harmony, both parties in objections can send three people out to compete, and the result is determined by victory or defeat!"
Yan Tomb pondered and said, "Although Yu Cheng is quite ambitious, I don't think he will completely tear his face! He will never end up in this competition, probably it's the matter between you juniors."
Yan Luoyue understood what he meant and nodded heavily: "No matter what, our Yan family's direct descendants are not easy to bully! Yu Cheng wanted to swallow this benefit and would never let him do it!"
Yan Tou nodded, unable to hide his hidden worries on his face. He knew very well the current strength of Yu Cheng and his son. In the past two years, they have embezzled the assets of the clan and cultivated private power. The secret savings are probably already very terrible!
Even if it is just a competition between the younger generation, I am afraid the Yan family will have little chance of winning...
"Hahahaha, Luo Yue, you guys came so early!"
Amid the laughter, a burly figure came into the air. He activated natural energy and stepped on a black air ball under his feet, like a god and man walking in the air.
Before the figure arrived, a powerful aura was already coming to my face, as if countless water vapor was drilling into my nostrils, making people feel a little heavy and astringent when they breathed.
This person is Yu Cheng!
Yan Ton's expression was even more cold and his eyes slowly subsided, and a ray of uncontrollable contempt pierced: "If I don't come early, wouldn't it give you a chance to make a secret wind and rain?"
Yu Cheng's expression sank: "Elder Yan Tomb, how can you explain this?"
"What do I mean? Yu Dai's head of the family will naturally know." Yan Tomb deliberately strengthened his tone in the three words "Actually the head of the family".
"ridiculous!"
Yu Cheng shouted heavily: "Two years ago, the head of the Yun family came to the door and asked to divide most of the spiritual veins into separate places. Who turned the tide at a critical moment? If it weren't for my Yu Cheng's actions, the Yan family would probably not be able to secure even three places now, right?"
Yan Tomb's face froze. He knew the fact that Yu Cheng said. With the hometown leader here, the Yun family naturally could not make trouble. However, as soon as the hometown leader disappeared, with the strength of the Yun family, the Yan family was indeed the only one Yu Cheng that could match him!
"I, Yu Cheng, have been thinking about the Yan family and tried my best to win three places! Now, I just want these three places to work better and strengthen the Yan family's power. This is also wrong!" Yu Cheng looked angry.
Luo Chen glanced at Yu Cheng, and a strange smile spread from the corner of his mouth: This person can be regarded as a hero. He had obviously planned to rebel, but he said that he seemed to have suffered a huge grievance.
Yan Luoyue knew that Yu Cheng was completely domineering with her cultivation. She stopped Yan Tomb, who had a gray face, and said: "I know the intention of acting as the head of the family. I wonder how you want to decide the belongings of those three places?"
"Haha, it's still the lady who understands the truth."
The anger on Yu Cheng's face disappeared in an instant, and he said calmly: "We belong to the Yan family. Even if there are a little dispute, it is all for the sake of the Yan family! I think it's better to keep everything simple..."
Yan Luoyue frowned, a little confused about his meaning.
"This natural spiritual vein is originally entered by young people. It is best to let the young people solve the problem of belonging."
Yu Cheng's words were not beyond Yan Tomb's expectations, but his next sentence made everyone change their lust: "So, I suggest that the children allocate the quota. If someone is not convinced, as long as they can defeat the children."
Yu Pingchao, who had been standing behind him, smiled fiercely, and his evil eyes turned around on Yan Luoyue: "Luo Yue, my father is also thinking about the Yan family! The situation is not good now, and the Yan family needs a strong man, not a guy who can only rely on some hard work to cling to the dragon and the phoenix!"
Yu Pingchao has already achieved cultivation in the aura realm, and the direct line of the Yan family cannot find a young man who can fight against him!
Yan Tomb ignored everything else and immediately opposed it: "No! The rules of the clan are, but there are disputes. The victory or defeat is determined by three battles. There has never been such a precedent!"
"Rules are set by people and can naturally be modified."
Yu Cheng interrupted, and before Yan Tou continued to speak, he said, "Let me do this, my son is extremely talented and it is inevitable that he will be unfair. As long as someone from the direct lineage of the Yan family can take over his ten moves, I will no longer object to the quota allocation. How about it?"
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