It is true that he is a collateral descendant, but his relationship with Yingfeng is very good, and he has received a lot of benefits from Yingfeng. It is easier to use the family's money and medicinal materials than a direct descendant.
As the saying goes, repaying a favor with gratitude, Yingsong observed his words and realized that Yingfeng was frozen due to his identity and could not avenge his son.
But he is different. Although he is nearly thirty years old, he is a disciple of the same generation as Ying Zhuyue, so he naturally does not need that kind of reserve.
"Yingsong, go back! No need to fight." At this time, Mr. Ying, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.
"Grandpa, Ying Zhuyue is a candidate for the head of the family. How can we not practice it? We, the younger generation, compete with each other in martial arts. If Ying Zhuyue's martial arts cannot be the best among the younger generation, how can we convince all the members of the family?
What about oral administration?”
Yingsong has no intention of being afraid of Mr. Ying. He thinks back to the time when Mr. Ying was so majestic and heroic that even the Shi family and the Wang family would shun him. He was as old as a lamp. Now, even one of his descendants doesn't take him seriously.
The identity of the family head's heir made Mr. Ying speechless.
"Ignorant! Childish! Does the position of the head of the family have anything to do with you? If I don't defeat you, I won't be able to lead the family. I won't be able to convince everyone. Do you think you represent the supreme leader of the family? You actually resorted to such despicable methods.
The method of provoking generals is a trick played by a three-year-old child." Ying Zhuyue shook his head repeatedly, with disdain on his face.
"Hmph, just say it if you're afraid? It's not embarrassing!" Yingsong snorted coldly.
"Afraid of you? Who do you think you are! I'm just afraid that you will be carried out too!" Ying Zhuyue waved his hand, and a pressure was released, as if he was the best master in the world, and there was a sigh in the hall.
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"Usually those who speak like this in front of me either have broken legs or broken arms, or are in an advanced vegetative state!" Yingsong walked towards the center of the hall with a face as deep as water.
"If you think you can fight me after defeating cousin Yingming, you are blind. To tell you the truth, half a month ago, I stepped into the Xuan Gang Mirror, and my whole body was protected by the True Essence Steel Armor at all times.
, invulnerable, I don’t even need to take action, just the anti-shock power of the True Essence Steel Armor can kill you!”
"Since you want to be a punching bag, then I will satisfy you..." Ying Zhuyue gave Sandiying Qinglan a reassuring look, and walked towards the center of the hall indifferently, arrogant as hell!
"Okay! The elders have taught you a lesson due to their poor status. Today, I will take the place of my uncles and let you know the price of excessive arrogance!" Yingsong said, raising his arms and displaying the Ying family's advanced combat skills.
, Crazy Dragon Palm!
The tip of his toe was a little above the floor, and the hard gray-blue marble floor cracked into pieces. Using his toe, a round wave of true energy spread out. With the power of this point, the whole person was like a cheetah shooting.
Got out.
The distance between him and Ying Zhuyue quickly closed, Yingsong exhaled, changed his palm posture, and strangled Ying Zhuyue with a move of "Crazy Dragon Turn Over".
Yingsong is worthy of Xuan Gang Mirror's cultivation. Even though he has just stepped into Xuan Gang Mirror, his strength and speed are not comparable to that of Ying Ming. The two palms strangled him like a huge pair of scissors.