"Wei Hai, it seems like your Wei Clan is not good enough…"
In the spectator stands, a middle-aged man wearing a hero's scarf laughed unscrupulously as he looked at the score.
This person was called Han Zhan, the head of the Han family.
The thin and feminine Master of the Xu family also sneered,"There's not even a single successful person in the third generation of the Wei family. It's time for them to move their butts from their original positions…Humph…"
Hearing the ridicule of the two family heads, the Wei family disciples all held their breaths. Their expressions were both ashamed and angry, but they could not refute.
Wei Can clenched his fists tightly, his face filled with unwillingness.
"The Han and Xu families have obviously reached some kind of agreement in private to suppress the Wei family together. As long as it's a competition between the two families, they will send out ordinary juniors. Against our Wei family, they will send out powerful people…"
Anyone with discerning eyes could see this, but there was nothing they could do.
The Wei Family Head's face was already as black as a pot lid. He said in a deep voice,"Wei Yang!"
"Father, I'm here."
Wei Yang stood up.
"Go and help my Wei Clan win a match. Let them see the glory of my Wei Clan's disciples!”
"Yes."
Wei Yang looked at the two families, his eyes flashing with a bright light as he said lightly,""I won't disappoint the clan."
"Alright."
Patriarch Han suddenly laughed and said,""I was waiting for your Wei Clan's Eldest Young Master to come up. Where is Han Wu?”
A handsome and powerful young man walked out from the Han Family disciples.
The eldest young master of the Han family, Han Wu.
The two of them went up the stage and their gazes collided with each other. The smell of gunpowder filled the air.
As soon as he came up, Wei Yang used his special skill and attacked Han Wu's face with his sword.
"Falling Rain Sword Technique!"
The sword in Wei Yang's hand transformed into countless sword shadows that wrapped around Han Wu's body.
Han Wu was expressionless as he kept retreating.
Seeing that Wei Yang had gained the upper hand, the Wei Clan disciples 'eyes lit up as they cheered.
"Young Master, you can do it!"
"Great job, Eldest Young Master!"
Even Wei Can's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but cheer for his big brother in his heart.
The Wei Clan really needed a victory.
If Wei Yang could defeat Han Wu, the morale of the Wei Family would be greatly boosted.
It had to be said that Wei Yang had the ability to do so.
The cultivation of Xiantian sixth stage far surpassed all the people who had gone up on stage before.
However, just as Wei Yang's aura soared, Han Wu suddenly said coldly,""Flowery fists and fancy legs, small tricks!"
As he spoke, Han Wu unsheathed his saber and shouted,""Break!"
A dazzling saber light broke through the layers of sword shadows and slashed toward Wei Yang.
Wei Yang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly held his sword in front of his chest, but it was too late.
"Pfft-"
Wei Yang spat out blood as if he had suffered a heavy blow. His body fell off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
"Xiantian eighth stage!"
The master of the Wei family pressed his hands on the armrest of the chair and almost stood up from his seat.
"Xiantian eighth stage! Young Master Han was actually at Xiantian eighth stage!”
"My God, Han Wu isn't even twenty years old this year, but he's already at Xiantian eighth stage. In time, he'll definitely break through to the Spiritual Ocean Tier!”
"The Han family has a genius. The Han family has a successor!”
The crowd below the stage was also amazed.
Although they were both the strongest of the younger generation, Han Wu was two whole realms stronger than Wei Yang. He was indeed worthy of the title of genius.
"Who else is in the Wei Clan?"
Han Wu pointed his long saber in the direction of the Wei Clan and said coldly,""Come on up!"
The Wei family members were so angry by Han Wu's arrogant attitude that their faces turned red. However, because of Han Wu's power, no one dared to look into his cold eyes.
"Haha…"
Han Zhan, the head of the Han family, stood up proudly and laughed."Weihai, my son's strength isn't bad. How about this? Since there's no one left among the younger generation of the Wei Family, why don't you send out the guest elder and let my son deal with him!”
The Master of the Wei Clan looked extremely unsightly, but he did not find anyone who could fight Han Wu.
In the entire Wei Clan, only the Senior Brother that Wei Yang brought back was at Xiantian eighth stage and could compare to Han Wu.
"Father…"
Wei Yang, who was severely injured and had a pale face, gritted his teeth and said,""Let senior brother Gao go. Senior brother Gao can sweep them all by himself.”
The cold-looking young man who Wei Yang called Senior Brother Gao also stepped forward and said,""Uncle Wei, just let me fight.”
The Master of the Wei Family's expression changed, but he finally nodded helplessly.
"Alright, I'll leave it to you then.”
The young man didn't waste any time and jumped onto the stage.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Wu, who was in front of him. His gaze fell on Han Wu's saber.
"Someone from the Scarlet Sun Valley?"
"Who are you?" Han Wu snorted coldly.”
Senior Brother Gao pulled out his sword and said lightly,""Qing Xuan Sect, Gao Lan, please enlighten me.”
The Azure Mystic Sect, the Scarlet Sun Valley, and the Spiritual Sword Sect were all rather famous sects within the Great Xia Kingdom. The strength of the sects was about the same.
Han Wu didn't waste any time talking to Gao Lan and immediately slashed out with his saber.
Gao Lan raised his sword to meet him.
The two sides soon engaged in a fierce battle.
Both of them were at Xiantian eighth stage, and their cultivation was profound. The saber and sword lights they slashed out dazzled the people below.
As time passed, Gao Lan gradually gained the upper hand.
Gao Lan's swordsmanship was solid, and his body movements were not bad either. He was stronger than Han Wu in all aspects. In addition, his experience in fighting was obviously richer than Han Wu's. The scales of victory gradually began to tilt towards Gao Lan.
Just when the Wei family thought that they had seen the dawn of victory.
Han Wu, who was being suppressed by Gao Lan, suddenly shouted in a low voice.
"Red Sun Overwhelming the Heavens!"
In the next moment, a blade light that was several times more intense than before exploded from the stage.
Gao Lan's expression changed and he hurriedly retreated, but he was forced off the stage by Han Wu's blade.
"You lost!"
Han Wu said to Gao Lan while panting heavily.
Gao Lan's face was full of complicated emotions as he said in a hoarse voice,"Saber intent embryonic form…I didn't expect your saber technique to have already reached this stage. I didn't lose unjustly…"
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