Just when the elders were about to talk about family law, Chen Shen suddenly changed his tune: "Oh, I'm sorry, you all know that I haven't been able to use my brain since I was a child, I haven't read many books, and my cultural level is limited.
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"If I used the wrong words just now, please bear with me, elders."
Damn it, you can’t use it as an excuse if you’re stupid, right?
The elders complained in their hearts, but when Chen Shen said this, they really couldn't argue with each other anymore.
Grandpa Chen Zangfeng felt very happy in his heart, but he had to pretend to scold him: "Shen'er, don't be rude! If you don't study well, you should speak less, so as not to offend others unintentionally."
"Yes! My grandson will obey your instructions!" Chen Shen replied respectfully.
Then, the young man looked directly at Chen Jinyang and spoke again: "Elder, according to the rules of the Chen family, all core children of the family have an opportunity to practice the "Eight Wilds Beacon Fire Technique" after reaching the age of fourteen. Is that right?
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Chen Jinyang narrowed his eyes: "That's right."
"Then I am the direct descendant of the Chen family, so naturally I am also a core disciple, right?"
These two sentences were said impeccably, and all the elders nodded.
"So, I have the right to practice the "Eight Wasteland Beacon Fire Techniques". As for the results of my practice, whether I become a demon or die, I will bear all the consequences."
The young man's resolute face and unquestionable tone made it impossible for anyone to find fault.
However, Chen Jinyang suddenly laughed: "Haha, Chen Shen, you are the orthodox member of the Chen family, but you may not be the core disciple!"
Chen Zangfeng suddenly raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean by that?"
"It seems that the patriarch has forgotten the clan rules that our Chen family has followed for generations."
Upon hearing this, Chen Zangfeng secretly said something bad!
Sure enough, the next moment, Chen Jinyang blurted out the clan rules: "All my core children must meet three conditions."
"One: Before reaching the age of sixteen, one has already understood the clan etiquette and rules, the methods of military formation, and both loyalty and righteousness."
"Second: Use my own clan's martial arts and mystical skills to accept challenges from people of the same age in my clan, and win ten games in a row."
"Third: The elders and patriarchs of the clan will vote to decide whether to be promoted to a core disciple based on the disciple's performance."
"Even if one of these three items is not passed, it cannot be regarded as the true core of our Chen family!"
Chen Jinyang's voice got louder and louder as he spoke, and in the end he almost roared, just to demonstrate to Chen Shen!
These three conditions are indeed the rules for selecting core disciples of the Chen family.
The first article limits the age to no more than sixteen years old, which can be regarded as setting a threshold for "talent".
Then, the tribesman was required to be familiar with the art of military formation. The Chen family had been generals for generations, so it was natural for them to be familiar with the art of war.
Mr. Chen had also forced Chen Shen to memorize classics on military marches and battles before. But at that time, Mr. Chen, who was born and raised here, had serious IQ deficiencies, how could he remember them?
The second rule is to accept challenges from tribesmen with an age difference of less than three years and win ten games in a row. This rule is a verification of strength.
Logically speaking, with Chen Shen's current level of cultivation, it is not difficult at all to accept challenges from clansmen within three years of each other and win ten games in a row.
But the problem is that this requirement also has an additional prerequisite: using one's own skills and mystical skills.
This makes Chen Shen very helpless!
It seems that since he was reborn in another world, he has never learned a Chen family's mysterious skills. As for the skills, let alone the skills, he is a thunder-type magician! He can't abandon his cultivation and switch to fire-type skills now, right?
But if he doesn't do this, Chen Jinyang will definitely seize on this unreasonable reason and fight to the death. As soon as Chen Shen takes action, he will be sentenced to lose on the grounds of "violation"!
Although far-fetched, it makes sense.
There is no way, who said that his mysterious energy attribute is not fire?
As for the last one...the passing rate is more than half, which is even more difficult!
The ten elders of the Chen family, plus the patriarch Chen Zangfeng, have a total of eleven votes.
However, Chen Jinyang has worked hard over the years and has already cultivated the four elders in the Presbytery into his own faction.
In other words, before the competition even started, Chen Jinyang's side had already decided on five votes. If Chen Shen wanted to win, he had to get the other five elders to all side with him. How easy is it?
The Chen family's power mechanism has always been that the patriarch controls the outside world and the elders house controls the inside. Because of this, more than 90% of the family's financial resources and industry are controlled by the elders house.
If you want to bribe those five elders, Chen Jinyang obviously has a much better advantage than Chen Shen.
Chen Shen knew that his grandfather had a bright mind and had made great military exploits for the empire for so many years. Most of the rewards he received in exchange were given to soldiers and generals, but he had almost no private wealth. How could he still fight for it?
Now, Chen Jinyang takes the clan rules as an example. Even if he pays attention to these three rules, Chen Shen will be eaten up by every one of them!
"Chen Shen, if I remember correctly, you will be sixteen years old in half a year, right?"
Speaking of this, the look of gloating in Chen Jinyang's old eyes became more intense: "According to the clan rules, once you reach the age of sixteen, no matter how good your hands and eyes are, you are destined to not be able to obtain the status of a core disciple. It only takes half a year.
, you have to hurry up!"
Then, the old guy pretended to clasp his fists and bow to Chen Zangfeng: "Master Clan Leader, I do everything according to the clan rules. I believe you won't have any objections, right?"
"As long as Chen Shen can pass the test of the core disciples, Lao Sheng will definitely hand over the "Eight Wastelands Beacon Fire Technique" with both hands!"
"You... are very good!" Chen Zangfeng suppressed his anger and squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.
"I don't take a good word seriously. I'm just doing my job and working hard for our Chen family. Since I have nothing to do, I'll take my leave first." After Chen Jinyang said that, he turned around and left, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears!
The other elders also resigned and left.
When they came outside, Chen Xiong and Chen Hu were already laughing so hard: "Hahahahaha... My father strictly abides by the clan rules, and the child admires him very much!"
"Yes! No rules, no rules! It's time for some guys who don't understand the rules to learn to behave."
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At this time, there were only two people in the huge meeting hall, Chen Zangfeng and his grandson.
After a brief silence, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "Alas! Shen'er, this unique skill... alas!"
The old man lamented twice, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.
On the battlefield, he is an invincible general.
But in this clan, they are all connected by blood, and the rules set by their ancestors are even more ruthless. He has the name of clan leader, but what he says is not effective to a great elder. How sad is that?
"Grandpa doesn't need to blame himself"
At this time, Chen Shen spoke lightly: "Chen Jinyang followed the clan rules and deliberately made things difficult for us, my grandfather and my grandson. He thought he was sure to defeat me."
"But in my opinion, that old bastard may not have such a big appetite..."