Anjia can be regarded as a prince in the martial arts world, and Xining respects him.
But at this time, on the top of Mount Tai, it was nothing.
Those who are qualified to come here to watch the battle today are all superpowers in the martial arts world. Among them, Anjia can only be regarded as a middle-class person.
Some of the top sects and families have ninth-grade martial arts masters in charge.
"Qingyue has joined Mr. Su's sect, and my An family will be able to get in touch with him sooner or later. If Mr. Su is defeated in this peak battle, everything will naturally be improved. But if he can win, no, he only needs to be able to remain undefeated, then
I hope Anjia can make further progress in the future."
"There is also this child Amaterasu, who is Qingyue's elder brother. He has outstanding qualifications. If he can be introduced to Mr. Su through Qingyue's connections and be guided by a warrior-god-level expert, his achievements in the future will definitely be far greater than mine."
"..."
An Pingya and other three clan elders gathered together and discussed in low voices.
Their ideas are very good, they want to use An Qingyue as a link to build a relationship with Su Yun.
However, the premise of all this is that Su Yun can survive the next peak battle with Zeng Ji.
If it is defeated on the spot, then forget about everything.
Just when the three elders of the An family were discussing.
Not far away, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face took the initiative to walk towards Anjia.
"Master He."
An Pingya and others stopped talking and looked at the visitor with a somewhat subtle expression.
"You three, it's a good idea to meet you here this time, so as to save me from having to go to your home afterwards."
This middle-aged man with a Chinese character face is the head of the He family in Sichuan Province, He Gang.
The He family in Chuanzhou is also a martial arts family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its overall strength is even stronger than that of the An family. Although the He family does not have a ninth-grade grandmaster, there are two strong eighth-grade martial arts masters.
And He Gang is one of them!
At this time, He Gang's face was gloomy, and his dissatisfaction was palpable: "You have agreed to the marriage before, but some time ago, you suddenly unilaterally reneged on it. This is not taking our He family seriously. This matter,
It's best to give my He family a satisfactory explanation, otherwise... hum!"
When the three people in Anpingya heard this, they all looked helpless.
Because An Qingyue was the one proposed for marriage by the An family before, but later An Qingyue got involved with Su Yun. They were too late to win over An Qingyue, and they dared to force An Qingyue to marry, so they had to cancel the original plan.
"He family leader, please don't be angry. Our An family is very happy to be able to marry with the He family. However, there are some changes in the candidate for the marriage. Can we change it?" An Pingya asked.
"Yes, that girl Qingyue is very opinionated about marriage and is a little reluctant." An Zhenguang also looked embarrassed.
"Unwilling?" He Gang glared and said angrily: "What a joke! She, a loser who was born with a damaged heart and cannot practice martial arts, is unwilling to marry my youngest son! She really doesn't know how to commend her!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three clan elders and An Tianzhao changed.
"Master He, what you said is a bit excessive, right?" An Pingya said in a dull voice.
"What? Is what I said wrong? If it weren't for my son Tianxing, he had met An Qingyue while visiting Yangchuan Qingyue Villa before, and he had always been obsessed with her and insisted on marrying her. With the kind of thing she is,
She's just a bit pretty, not even qualified to join my He family as a slave." He Gang mocked mercilessly, venting his dissatisfaction.
He was just Anjia, but he actually dared to unilaterally break off the engagement. He had accumulated a lot of anger.
Hearing this, An Tianzhao couldn't help it.
"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 has a prosperous heir, with four sons and three daughters. Others are fine, but the youngest son He Tianxing is 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 the eighth-level martial arts master He Gang. 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 step in to stop it, 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 you can wait until the battle between Uncle 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 yet? That Su Yun, is he running away because he's afraid?" Someone murmured.
"No way, he has 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 the sky 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 to 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!"