Following Wen Ye's words, everyone's eyes fell on Wen Long and others.
Many people know that Wen Long defeated Wen Ye seven years ago.
That day could be said to be Wen Long's most embarrassing day.
Wen Long raised his eyes calmly, "I'm not interested."
"Um?"
Wen Ye frowned, this Wen Long didn't give him face.
"Wen Long, what do you mean! Push the person you called out, I will punch him and you can go home!"
Tu Hu put his hands on his hips and laughed, as if he didn't take Wen Long and the others seriously at all.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in fighting with you."
At this time, Mu Feng's lazy voice fell into everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at Mu Feng in surprise, with curious expressions on their faces.
"You are afraid of losing to me and being embarrassed!"
Tu Hu snorted coldly, he never thought that he would lose to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng looked at Tu Hu and smiled calmly, "No, you are not worthy of me at all."
Everyone looked at Mu Feng in surprise. Mu Feng was so arrogant!
Tu Hu's strength was already there. Many of the Wen family members were no match for Tu Hu. How dare Mu Feng say such a thing.
Is he really capable, or is it just a reason not to fight?
"Are you looking for death?"
Tu Hu was furious and strode forward.
"Slaughter the tiger!"
Wen Ye immediately stopped Tu Hu, who had no choice but to step back.
However, his angry gaze did not move away from Mu Feng.
Wen Ye glared at Tu Hu, then turned to look at Wen Long and others.
"Wen Long, the people you brought may not be too disrespectful."
Wen Ye snorted and spoke in an arrogant tone.
Wen Long was originally a member of the branch, and he was a defeated general under him. Naturally, he would not give Wen Long face.
Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Long and Mu Feng, and many people began to agree with Wen Ye.
"Who did Wen Long invite?
How dare you be so rampant in our Wen family."
"Oh, I think this Wenlong wants to take revenge for seven years, but how can he fight with Wen Ye if he is just a declining branch?"
"Wen Yun wants to compete for the Saint. It's simply wishful thinking."
Wen Long took a sip of wine calmly and said nothing.
Mu Feng couldn't speak, so there was no need for him to speak at this time.
Wen Long put down his wine glass, and his sharp eyes instantly fell on Wen Ye.
"Don't know how to praise?
You, Wen Ye, want to decide the winner tonight."
With Wen Long's glance, many people's eyes fell on Wen Ye.
This Wen Ye is so aggressive, maybe he wants to get Wen Yun out of the game directly.
"Of course not, I just want to use force for fun!"
Wen Ye's face darkened, he coughed and spoke.
"It's good to use force to cheer up, so why don't you take action yourself."
Wen Long smiled indifferently, not giving Wen Ye any face.
"I!"
Wen Ye was furious and was about to speak, but was stopped by Wen Hanqiu.
"That's enough, Ye'er Long'er, this martial arts competition is over here. Don't ruin the friendship between us."
Wen Hanqiu spoke calmly, naturally she didn't want the juniors to compete with each other.
Wen Ye and Wen Long clasped their fists and apologized, but when they looked at each other, they both had murderous intent.
The dinner continued, but the atmosphere became obviously anxious.
Because of the appearance of Wen Ye and Wen Long, many branches became wary.
Tomorrow's choice of saint will never be as simple as it seems on the surface.
"Mr. Wen, the Wen family is full of talents. It is really a blessing for the Wen family."
Wen Moqian smiled and spoke.
Wen Bicheng raised his hand with a smile on his face, "How can it be compared with you, the young city lord of Feilong City? If the sons of the Wen family can be half as strong as you, I will be satisfied.
Unlike now, only Han Qiu can support the banner of the younger generation of the Wen family."
Wen Mo Qian smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, Han Qiu and I are already husband and wife, and we will be a family from now on."
Wen Bicheng laughed, "Yes, a family! A family!"
The dinner lasted until midnight, but no one left.
No one dared to leave before Wen Bicheng left.
Everyone was talking and laughing, and just then a figure strode forward.
Everyone frowned and looked, isn't this Mr. Wen?
"Long'er, what's the matter with you?"
Wen Hanqiu frowned and said, looking at Wen Long, it didn't look like he was fine.
"I want to inform my master."
Wen Long smiled and held his hands in a respectful manner.
Wen Bicheng smiled calmly, "Wen Long?
You're such a young man, you can just tell me if you have something to do, and there's no need to be polite to me."
Wen Long smiled indifferently, raised his hands and said, "Seven years ago, I competed with Wen Ye. At that time, my cousin Wen Ye gave me a lot of advice when I was not good at studying.
Today, I want to challenge my cousin again, I wonder if my great-grandfather can do it?"
"Wenlong!"
Wen Hanqiu was slightly angry. She had finally managed to get Wen Long and Wen Ye to stop arguing. Why did Wen Long come out to cause trouble again?
"Hanqiu, just let the children resolve their grievances by themselves."
Wen Moqian smiled and spoke.
Wen Hanqiu frowned and looked at Wen Bicheng.
I saw that Wen Bicheng also agreed with Wen Moqian's words, "Wen Long, then I will grant your challenge, but only as far as it goes, and don't hurt anyone."
"yes!"
Wen Longgong lowered his hands and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Mu Feng couldn't help but yawned and looked at Wen Ye indifferently.
Wen Ye didn't care about this matter at all. When Wen Long's eyes turned to Wen Ye, Wen Ye raised his eyes arrogantly.
"Wen Long, you said that I am the defeated general, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"
Wen Ye smiled coldly, not giving Wen Long any face.
"Just because we lost seven years ago, it doesn't mean we will lose today."
Wen Long narrowed his eyes, and the aura of the Ten-Star Spiritual Emperor burst out!
Many people looked surprised. To reach such a level of cultivation at this age is indeed considered a genius.
"Haha, that's ridiculous. I have a defeated general. You want to compete with me first to defeat Tu Hu?"
Wen Ye couldn't help laughing.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Hu strode out, and a powerful aura swept in all directions.
Just now, Tu Hu had displayed considerable strength. Even if he faced the geniuses of the Wen family, he was not afraid at all!
"If you want to fight with Master Wen Ye, you must get through me first!"
Tu Hu laughed with a wanton smile.
Many people's eyes fell on Wen Long.
Fighting tigers?
If Wen Long really takes action against Tu Hu, wouldn't he admit that he has low temperature and wait for a while?
If it were in the past, Wen Long would really take action against Tu Hu first in order to take revenge.
But now, Wen Long doesn't want to do this.
If he takes action, he loses!
"Oh, will Wen Long make a move?
I don’t think Wen Ye needs to take action, Wen Long can’t deal with Tu Hu.”
"After all, Wen Long lost to Wen Ye seven years ago. Seven years later, the gap will only get wider and wider."
"That's true. It's ridiculous for a mere Wenlong to want to fight Wen Ye."
Facing the ridicules, Wen Long remained expressionless.
Wen Long looked at Wen Ye indifferently, his deep eyes making Wen Ye take a step back subconsciously.
During this stalemate, a figure lazily walked out.
Everyone looked in shock, wasn't this the young man next to Wen Long?
That is Mu Feng!
"Well, let me show you my skills first."
Mu Feng looked at Wenlong calmly, and saw Wenlong nodding calmly.
"Boy, who do you think you are? Are you looking for death?"
Tu Hu snorted coldly, his tone was so arrogant!
Mu Feng looked at Tu Hu fiercely, "One move is enough to deal with you!"