In fact, this person's voice was not loud, but because everyone fell silent when Yang Wenxuan spoke, his voice seemed quite harsh. Many people frowned immediately, but no one scolded him.
There were still people who laughed in agreement, obviously disdainful of Yang Wenxuan's statement that Yang Ningfeng was going to participate in the selection competition and still wanted to be in the top three.
Yang Wenxuan's face suddenly darkened, but when he glanced at the source of the voice, he saw that the man was Yang Lei, the son of Yang Wenkai, the ninth elder of the clan. He was also a good player among the younger generation of the clan, and he was also among the top three in this selection competition.
One of the popular figures, he is an eighth-level scholar and ranks third among the younger generation in the clan, second only to Yang Xuanhong and Yang Zhengcheng.
However, because the other party was from a younger generation, it was hard for Yang Wenxuan to get angry. It would be disrespectful to care about a younger generation in front of so many people, so he frowned but said nothing.
But Yang Wenxuan is not easy to attack, but Yang Ningfeng is different. We are all of the same generation, and there are not so many scruples. Moreover, the other party is also one of Yang Xuanhong's supporters. Speaking at this time may be under the instruction of Yang Xuanhong and his son. It is not only humiliating.
He also deliberately wanted to lose face to his father, so his face darkened, although he stared at Yang Lei and said grimly: "Which bastard said that I am useless? If you have the guts, stand up!"
He had just dealt with Yang Zheng, and he had already experienced the strength of an eighth-level scholar. Although he knew that Yang Lei was also an eighth-level scholar, Yang Zhengcheng's ranking was still higher than that of Yang Lei. He was not afraid of Yang Zhengcheng, let alone
A Yang Lei. With a thought, he decided to use this guy to establish his authority now. As long as he showed enough potential in front of everyone, it would be even more difficult for Yang Xuanhong to use Yang Mingtao's death to bring him down today.
"So what if you stand up? Yang Ningfeng, am I wrong? With your meager skills, you still have the nerve to participate in the clan competition. If you really enter the top three, wouldn't it just make the Zhao family and the Luo family laugh at our Yang family?
Is there no one?"
Yang Lei now wanted to take the opportunity to show off and please Yang Wentang and Yang Xuanhong. When he heard Yang Ningfeng's shout, he smiled coldly, stepped out from the crowd, looked at Yang Ningfeng with contempt and said: "If you are not the eldest grandson of the direct line, someone like you will
You loser should have turned around with your tail between your legs or died countless times, why do you have the right to shout here? You are a loser like you, you are not qualified to stand in this ancestral hall and speak.
Put your ancestors to shame!"
"Yeah?"
When Yang Ningfeng heard such harsh words, he did not show much anger. He just smiled indifferently, raised his face slightly, and slowly said in a calm voice: "Yang Lei, you are a piece of trash and you look down on me like this, then what?
How about we compete today in front of the whole clan?"
"Ningfeng!" When Yang Wenxiong heard this, his heart immediately tightened, and he couldn't help but shouted softly to stop Yang Ningfeng. Just kidding, Yang Lei is a genuine eighth-level scholar!
"Wenxiong, you don't have to intervene in some minor frictions between the younger generation?" Ninth Elder Yang Wenkai, who was sitting on Yang Wenxiong's ground, first glanced at Yang Wentang and then said.
"Uncle Wenxiong, we, the younger generation, will handle matters ourselves. It is indeed inconvenient for you to interfere." Yang Ningfeng also said.
Yang Wenxiong wanted to refute Yang Wenkai, but Yang Ningfeng's words made him startled. He swallowed the words when they came to his lips. He stared at Yang Ningfeng and recalled the previous fight between Yang Ningfeng and Zhao Donglai. He thought that it was just Yang Ningfeng's trick.
With his wonderful footwork, if he fought Yang Lei, he would not lose badly. And now that he saw Yang Ningfeng's confident face, he was obviously very sure, so he smiled and stopped talking.
"How to compare? If I beat you to death by mistake, wouldn't I also have to be imprisoned? Haha, but it doesn't matter if you are imprisoned. Anyway, I have to participate in the selection competition, and I will definitely be in the top three.
, then you have to be confined after participating in the clan competition." Yang Lei sneered, and once again took the opportunity to use words to ridicule what Yang Wenxuan just said.
Yang Ningfeng's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed, and he said: "Since you are so confident, how about we live and die immediately? If you lose, and you are not dead yet, kneel down and kowtow to me.
In front of everyone, you think you are the real waste of the Yang family, and you will kneel down and worship me when you see me in the future. Your life will be mine from now on. No one can decide your life or death except me, including
You’re included!”
"What if you lose?" Yang Lei curled his lips slightly and asked coldly.
"If I lose, you beat me to death or I commit suicide on the spot, if you need me, my life will be yours from now on. It is written in black and white, and I will never break my promise!" Yang Ningfeng looked solemn and shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Although the clan strictly forbids members of the clan to kill each other, if the two have a dispute that needs to be resolved by a duel, the clan does not support the idea of first making a life-and-death declaration and then engaging in a life-or-death duel, but they are not opposed to it either.
Make a declaration of life and death and live and die in peace. If you die, your death will really be in vain. No one can hold the winner responsible. Yang Ningfeng's words were groundbreaking and caused a huge uproar in everyone's hearts.
"You don't know whether to live or die. Don't you know that Yang Lei is already an eighth-level scholar? By making a declaration of life and death, are you looking for death?"
"Maybe people think that if they can kill Yang Mingtao, they are already invincible!"
"An idiot like you really doesn't deserve the status of the eldest grandson. If he really becomes the clan leader in the future, he will dig his own grave if the Yang family is led by him."
"Yang Lei, promise him, keeping such a reckless thing will be a disaster to our Yang family."
"For the sake of our Yang family, if he wants to die, then he will be allowed to die."
"You are talking arrogantly. If anyone is afraid of being beaten to death and stops this duel now, the eldest grandson of our Yang family will be the most bizarre eldest grandson of our Yang family in hundreds of years!"
"If he decides to live or die, no one, not even his direct grandson, can protect him."
At this time, a group of young people who supported Yang Xuanhong immediately took the opportunity to make a fuss, ignoring the presence of Yang Teng, Yang Wenxuan and other elders. They all cooperated with Yang Xuanhong and Yang Lei tacitly to force Yang Ningfeng to death.
"Ningfeng, establishing a state of life and death is no joke."
A life-and-death duel also required the approval of the execution hall, so Yang Tianhe had to speak out. Although his face was still solemn, but from his slightly concerned tone, it was obvious that at this critical moment
, Yang Tianhe's heart is obviously slightly on the side of Yang Wenxuan and his son.
Therefore, when he said this sentence, Yang Wentang's eyes immediately flashed with a vague cold light. If Yang Wentang really became the clan leader in the future, Yang Tianhe was afraid that he would be abandoned by Yang Wentang because of today's words and be punished.
The owner of Tangtang has changed.
"A life-and-death duel, regardless of life or death, Ningfeng, you have to be careful." Yang Wenxiong already had confidence in Yang Ningfeng, but when he heard that he was about to make a life-and-death duel, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, and reminded him loudly, but,
Seeing that Yang Wenxuan didn't have any objection at all, he felt a little calmer in his heart.
When Yang Wenxiong spoke, he glanced at Yang Teng who was sitting high in the clan leader's position, and then glanced at Yang Teng. His reputation and status in the clan were absolutely true to his word. No one disobeyed, and no one refused, including Yang Wenxuan and Yang Wentang.
Yang Qingyuan, the giant of the two clans, would never dare to be disrespectful to him. Seeing that these two people didn't stop him, he felt a little chill in his heart. Although he knew that these two people wanted to take this opportunity to see him in person.
Let’s look at Yang Ningfeng’s strength.
If Yang Ningfeng loses, then of course he will be completely regarded as an abandoned son by the two of them, and his death will be regarded as compensation for Yang Mingtao's death.
Of course, Yang Wenxiong also wanted to use another point. Now is also Yang Ningfeng's opportunity. If Yang Ningfeng wins, he will have proved his potential, because he is the eldest grandson of his direct line. By then, Yang Teng and Yang Qingyuan will definitely make great efforts.
After Yang Teng abdicates, he will pass the position of patriarch to Yang Wenxuan, and then Yang Wenxuan will pass the position of patriarch to Yang Ningfeng.
"Although they are cruel, it is understandable to be in their position. Even me, a father, have not spoken out to stop him now? I can protect him with all my strength and prevent him from dying in other people's conspiracy.
, but I will never allow him to live without dignity in this world. If I stop him and Ningfeng retreats now, then he will really completely disappoint his people in the future."
What Yang Wenxiong could think of, how could Yang Wenxuan not know that at this time, he was also uneasy in his heart. His eyes were slightly worried but more encouraging as he looked at Yang Ningfeng.
The reason why Yang Wentang's people didn't say anything to stop him was of course because they had absolute confidence in the strength of Yang Lei's eighth-level scholar and believed that Yang Lei could not be defeated. Yang Ningfeng was completely asking for his own death, so of course they would not say anything to stop him.
Those who do not support Yang Wentang will not speak out when they see Yang Wenxuan, and of course they will not speak out again.
"I'm measured!"
Yang Ningfeng was grateful to Yang Wenxiong for his sincere protection and love for him, smiled at him, and said slowly, but his words were also said to Yang Tianhe, and similarly, they were also said to all those who supported him. After speaking,
, looked at his father, and then nodded confidently, indicating that his father did not need to worry.
"Master, you must win!" At this time, Yun Luo was at the entrance of the ancestral hall, her pink fists tightly clenched. All she could do now was silently cheer for Yang Ningfeng and encourage her in her heart!
As if sensing Yun Luo's worry and encouragement, Yang Ningfeng raised his head and glanced at the door, then smiled calmly at Yun Luo.
Seeing that Yang Ningfeng was so calm, a bright light flashed in Yang Tianhe's eyes. He glanced at Yang Ningfeng thoughtfully, and then turned to Yang Lei: "Yang Lei, what about you?"
Yang Lei clenched his fists tightly, his eyes slowly passed over the faces of Yang Wentang, Yang Xuanhong and his father Yang Wenkai, then he raised his face slightly and said proudly: "Am I still afraid of him?"
"Okay! Come here, pen and ink, and ink pad!" Yang Tianhe immediately shouted.