"Master He, the damage to my sister's heart has been cured now and she can practice martial arts. But your youngest son, on the other hand, has mediocre qualifications and no desire to make progress. He is a complete loser!" An Tianzhao retorted.
As the head of the He family, He Gang had a prosperous heir, with four sons and three daughters. Others were fine, but the youngest son, He Tianxing, was really not that good.
Not only are his qualifications mediocre, but he is also notoriously lazy and afraid of hardship. As the son of the head of the He family, his resource supply is ten times that of other clan members, but now that he is in his thirties, he still has not developed his inner strength.
But this guy also likes to cause trouble, and often uses the power of the He family to bully men and dominate women outside.
"presumptuous!"
When He Gang heard An Tianzhao reveal his shortcomings, he became furious and scolded: "I am talking to the master of your clan, when will it be your turn as a junior to interrupt! Get out of here!"
boom!
A fierce aura suddenly erupted from He Gang's body, and the Grandmaster's strength surged towards An Tianzhao and pressed towards him.
The expressions of the three elders of the An family changed, and they quickly stepped forward to protect An Tian behind them. At the same time, they also erupted with waves of energy to resist.
The confrontation between the two sides immediately attracted the attention of warriors from other forces not far away.
"People from the An family and the He family are even taking action!"
"Interesting, but if the three seventh-level martial arts masters of the An family compete normally, even if they join forces, they may not be able to defeat He Gang, who is at the eighth level of martial arts. Unless they fight to the death, there is still something to behold."
"..."
People from various martial arts sects and aristocratic families acted as if they were watching a show. No one would stop them, they just regarded it as watching the fun.
On the other hand, the people from the Baji Sect frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.
After all, this battle on Mount Tai is a battle for Patriarch Zeng Ji to show off his power. How can we allow others to disrupt order and attract attention?
"Comrades of the He family and the An family, you are all invited guests to watch the battle. If you have grievances to resolve, you can go down the mountain to resolve them first, or wait until the battle between Master Zeng Ji and Su Yun is over, and then proceed here.
Grandmaster battle." Shi Hongbo, the head of the Baji Sect, came forward and spoke loudly.
There was obvious displeasure in his tone.
When He Gang heard this, he immediately lost his momentum, took a few steps back, glared at the An family members fiercely, and said: "This matter is not over yet! When the battle at the pinnacle of martial arts between Senior Zeng Ji is over, I will settle the score with you again.
"
The faces of the three elders of the An family were as dark as water, and they didn't say anything.
With so many people from martial arts sects and aristocratic families present, they couldn't just bow their heads and submit in full view.
Soon, another day passed.
Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, there was still no sign of Su Yun.
"Why aren't you here? That Su Yun, is he running away because he's afraid?" someone murmured.
"No way. He has already accepted the invitation from the Baji Sect. If he regrets it and refuses to come, isn't he kidding us? Do you still want to gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future?"
"It's hard to say. It's said that Su Yun just got lucky and got the inheritance of ancient cultivators. He took some ancient elixir and reached heaven in one step. This kind of guy may not even understand some of the rules of the martial arts world."
"..."
The three elders of the An family became a little anxious when they heard these discussions.
"Amaterasu, call Qingyue and find out where they are." An Pingya ordered An Tianzhao.
An Tianzhao just took out his cell phone and before he could make a call, he saw a Bajimen warrior who was responsible for guarding below. He quickly ran to the top of the mountain and shouted: "He's coming! He's coming!"