The Xie family's clan does not prohibit fights between clans.
From the circle of death forest that blocked their group, it can be seen that such a calm family has an indelible animal nature in their bones.
In fact, I should have guessed it a long time ago.
If a family has no enterprising spirit and no bloody spirit, they will soon be wiped out in the torrent of time.
Only a family that is strong enough, cruel enough, and courageous enough can pass it on from generation to generation.
Kindness is certainly a good advantage, but sometimes kindness is useless.
Every child of the Xie family is a king who has emerged from the law of the jungle.
This is also the reason why their family has been able to select outstanding disciples from generation to generation, because those who are not outstanding have either been eliminated, or they have slowly become abnormal due to constant blows.
Xie Daoyan waved his hand, and Lin Ming felt a breeze like air, dragging the three of them to the stands opposite the venue.
There were already many people standing in the stands, most of them adults, about the same age as Lin Ming and Xie Jianjia.
When they saw Xie Daoyan appear, they unanimously bent down and raised their hands, calling him politely.
"gentlemen!"
"Let's watch it together."
Xie Daoyan still looked lazy, but Lin Ming felt that the bodies of the young people standing next to him tensed up, as if they were students being tortured by a teacher.
"Who do you think will win?"
The two people off the court, one is Xie Daoyan's only disciple, and the other is their friend who grew up together.
They are more familiar with their partners, but the person who can win the favor of Mr. must be a good person. The faces of the young people who were asked questions wrinkled up and fell into tangles.
"I think Alang will win."
This is a friend of the young man off the court. He doesn't look very old, he looks like a teenager, and his eyebrows are still full of glory, as unruly as the newborn sun.
"Alang has entered the stage of being an acquired warrior a few days ago."
"Although your disciple is extremely talented, his training time is relatively short after all. Even if he is infinitely close to the acquired warrior, he is still not the acquired warrior. The natural chasm between them cannot be easily crossed."
Most of the people standing here think so, but due to the presence of Xie Daoyan, they dare not say it directly.
Xie Daoyan nodded, said nothing but turned to look at Lin Ming.
"So who do you think will win?"
Lin Ming looked at his own child with a small head standing under the field, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"I don't know how you judge their strength, but I believe my child will not lose."
"Then let's take a look together."
They were in the stands, and the atmosphere between the two people under the stands was on the verge of breaking out. In order to ensure the fairness of the game, they looked around and prepared to find a referee.
Lin Wei turned his head and met the eyes of his father standing in the stands. He showed a surprised look, and a smile of surprise appeared on his face as he was reunited after a long absence. At this moment, he was no different from those innocent children.
"dad!"
Lin Wei waved his hands, extremely happy.
"My dad is here, I won't argue with you anymore!"
"No, you just said that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You are running away from the battle."
"I have something to do temporarily. Whoever ran away from the battle can you please stop pestering me?"
"no!"
"You must finish this fight with me today! I also want to see what kind of skills you have that can make my husband accept you as his disciple."
Xie Lang approached Lin Wei without hiding his jealousy at all.
Xie Daoyan is the idol of their younger generation who is regarded as the flower of the mountain.
They secretly agreed with each other that the one with the longest time would be qualified to become the master's apprentice. Who would have thought that before they could learn how to win or lose, a kid who didn't know where they came from actually took over their position.
Xie Lang is considered to be the most powerful among the children of his generation. He originally regarded the position of his master's disciple as something in his pocket, but now that he has been cut off halfway, he cannot swallow this sigh of relief.
No matter what happens, just look for trouble from Lin Wei.
Xie Lang followed Little Carrot Ding's eyes and looked towards the stands. When he saw a strange man, he said coldly.
"Is that your father? Are you afraid of being embarrassed in front of your father?"
His provocation method was very clumsy, but Lin Wei was only a few years old, so he was completely fooled.
"Hmph! Look at me beating you to pieces in front of daddy!"
Lin Wei has been with Xie Daoyan for a while, and has slowly moved closer to his calm temperament and style. Only when he meets his father can he reveal some of the innocence and childishness of a child.
Neither of them wanted to embarrass themselves in front of Xie Daoyan and his father anymore. After applying for a referee, their game began.
This was Lin Ming's first time watching a battle of this level.
There is a natural difference in body shape between the two children, which makes people’s hearts twitch just by looking at them.
He couldn't help but think in a daze. Fortunately, it was him who was standing here now. If it were his wife, she might be about to burst into tears.
The two children collided fist to flesh, even a little fiercely.
Lin Ming looked at it and found that Lin Wei was completely different from before.
His fists and kicks are very powerful, and most of the time he has an extremely sensitive sense of danger. He often dodges the opponent's actions before they can reach him.
This beast-like intuition allowed him to not lose in this battle even though he was younger and weaker in size.
"Come on Brother Lang!"
"Come on Alang!"
The fierce battle off the field has already moved the people in the stands, and they are cheering for people they are familiar with.
Lin Ming's lips moved, a little embarrassed to shout with those children.
Off the court, the two people's physical exertion was very intense.
They gasped violently as they collided and separated, like two wolf cubs biting each other.
"You are almost out of strength. If you admit defeat now, your defeat won't be so ugly later!"
Lin Wei gritted his teeth tightly, feeling a little disappointed when he heard the cheers for Xie Lang from others on the field.
Did his father feel embarrassed because he didn't cheer for him?
When Lin Wei was relaxed, Xie Lang seized the opportunity and punched him away.
Lin Ming felt that his heartbeat had skipped a beat for a while. He stared blankly at his son who was slowly getting up from the ground on the edge of the field, and couldn't help but say loudly.
"Lin Wei, come on!"
Lin Wei heard his voice and looked in his direction, then wiped away the tears on his face and showed a somewhat animalistic smile.
His snow-white teeth were exposed at the corners of his lips, like the fangs of a wolf cub.
Lin Ming's cheering sound seemed to have an inexplicable magic, and Lin Wei's subsequent performance was simply eye-catching.
As if he didn't care about his life, he injured Xie Lang by injuring the enemy by 1,000 and hurt himself by 800.