In the Chen family, the three words Elder Yuan represent the supreme rights of the entire family, and no clan member will question its authority.
However, the interior of the Presbytery is not monolithic.
The Great Elder Chen Jinyang, the Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Ninth Elder formed a faction, which can be regarded as a community of interests.
Although the remaining five elders work independently, they have more or less formed a rather secretive and subtle alliance to prevent the Chen Jinyang lineage from overexpanding and infringing on their original interests.
Therefore, the disciples and confidants of the other five elders are always looking forward to the day when Chen Jinyang's faction will lose all its majesty and be disgraced.
However, they have always harbored this idea, but in the end they never had the chance to realize it.
But now, Chen Shen had accomplished this with just one move, causing Chen Jinyang and his four lackeys to suffer an unprecedented heavy blow.
As soon as this incident came out, the disciples and cronies of the remaining five elders would naturally take advantage of the situation and rob him without mercy. All kinds of insults and shouts came one after another, and they vented and roared to their heart's content.
Anyway, the night was dim, and everyone was yelling at each other, turning the whole scene into a mess. Want to catch a typical person and punish him for the following crimes? Sorry, you can't catch him.
Even if they are caught, they are a group of people, not one.
The law does not blame everyone.
Even with the power of Chen Jinyang's Great Elder, he cannot break this unchanging practice for thousands of years.
After a long while, Chen Jinyang finally suppressed the anger and shame in his heart, and squeezed out these words from between his teeth: "Okay! Chen Shen, I think you have done a better job in the literary test and passed it!"
"But don't be too happy too early. The next martial arts test is the real highlight!"
In order to prevent Chen Shen from taking advantage of the loophole, Chen Jinyang emphasized loudly: "I would like to reiterate the rules for the second assessment of core disciples: over the age of 16, use the martial arts and mysterious skills of our Chen family, and accept ten consecutive
The clan’s challenge must be maintained for ten consecutive victories to pass.”
"The age of the challenger must not be more than three years older or younger than the assessor."
"Now, if there are any disciples who want to challenge Chen Shen, please step forward!"
"Crash!"
As soon as the great elder finished speaking, ten young men immediately stepped forward from the crowd.
"Holy shit, this speed... is too fake, isn't it? You don't even need to think about it?"
"Hmph! Don't think about it, these ten people must have been arranged by Chen Jinyang in advance."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I know these ten people very well, five of them are eighteen years old, and the other five are over eighteen, not yet nineteen."
"Ah? Just within the limit of the three-year age difference?"
"Well, the advantage of age is to a large extent equal to the advantage of strength. In order to prevent Mr. Chen from becoming a core disciple, Chen Jinyang really did everything possible!"
"Despicable! Shameless! Villain behavior..."
…
However, no matter how many people watching the battle were aggrieved, it could not change the facts before them.
As the head of the elders in the clan, Chen Jinyang has the highest say in both literary examinations and martial arts.
Even if this old guy can't confuse right and wrong in public, he can still make some small moves behind his back. As long as there is no evidence, no one can do anything to him.
Immediately, Chen Jinyang turned around, avoiding the sight of other elders and Chen Zangfeng, and slowly moved his withered lips a few times.
Then, the ten young men who had been arranged by him in advance were all stunned, and their expressions turned grim.
Because, from each other's mouth movements, they read four bloody characters——
"I want him dead!"
For a moment, these ten teenagers all hesitated: "Before, I just said that Chen Shen would be disabled. Why did you suddenly change your mind now and want to take his life?"
"Fuck, if Chen Zangfeng really kills his precious grandson under his nose, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive."
"Male Gobi, go for it! No matter how you say it, Chen Zangfeng is an upright gentleman. If you fall into his hands, you may still have a way to survive. But once you offend the great elder, you will only die..."
Chen Zangfeng's cultivation level is obviously stronger, but these ten disciples are far more afraid of the great elder than the clan leader Chen Zangfeng.
Their reason was actually just because Chen Zangfeng was more upright and a gentleman, so they dared to offend him.
This idea seems absurd at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it is extremely poignant.
I don’t know since when, this world has actually become such that the treacherous and cruel people can prosper, and the righteous people will end up with a miserable end of decline and ruin...
"Come here, set up the brazier, the martial arts challenge will begin soon!"
The great elder gave the order, and naturally there were servants busy with things.
Within a hundred breaths, a dozen braziers had formed a large hollow circle, surrounding Chen Shen inside.
The fire in the basin is burning brightly, and from time to time it makes a "cracking, crackling" sound. When you listen to it, it is like an alternative war song, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, sometimes short and sometimes long, disturbing the heartstrings...
"call!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by, causing the flames in a brazier to tremble wildly.
Immediately, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old flashed across from Chen Shen.
His eyes were full of pride and contempt.
After giving a scrawled fist-cup salute without any sincerity, the young man shouted loudly: "Brother Chenshen, I, Chen Fengyao, will be your first opponent! At the same time, I will also be your last opponent!
"
I am your first opponent and also your last.
This sentence is crazy!
The implication is: Don’t expect ten consecutive victories, because you are destined to lose at my hands!
In fact, this guy only has the cultivation level of a one-star profound scholar. The reason why he is so conceited is because Chen Jinyang told them before:
Chen Shen has a thunder-type mystical power, so he must not use it when joining the core disciples to break through the levels. Otherwise, if he uses it, I will judge him to lose.
Moreover, Chen Shen has not learned any of the Chen family's secret skills. To you, he is just a living target. You can hit him how you want and torture him how you want!
Faced with Chen Fengyao's arrogance, Chen Shen did not respond at all.
Since it was a martial arts fight, the young man was not going to waste his words. Let his fists prove everything.
"start!"
Following the Great Elder's order, Chen Fengyao jumped up and stabbed out the long sword in his hand. As soon as he came up, he used his best killing technique——
"Fire Meteor Sword!"
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..."
The shadows of the swords were ignited by the fire element's mysterious energy, and they plummeted down, really like a shower of meteors and fire, making people unable to avoid it!
At the same time, Chen Shen's sword-shaped eyebrows suddenly frowned...