C21 The Plot of the Family Arranged a Battle

Zhao Xin took a step forward and greeted Zhang Ju and Feng Yousheng with cupped fists. He smiled and said, "I have no idea why the Zhang Family Master and Feng Family Master have gathered so many people to come to Zhao Family. If there is nothing important, you can go back first. I don't have time to waste with you bunch of old men!"

"Zhao Xin kid, you are so young, but you are so rude. The Zhang Family Master and I can be considered your seniors. Why didn't you bring us a cup of hot tea? Why did you insult us? What do you mean by that?" Feng Sheng said.

"Don't you know what I am? But what do you mean? Gathered a large number of armed men in front of my Zhao Mansion, are you trying to bully the Zhao Family without regard for your reputation? If that's true, I think the entire Misty Cloud City will know that the Feng Family and the Zhang Family are bullying the weak and bullying the Zhao Family!"

" Hehe, I'm afraid you're overthinking it, master of the Zhao Family. We're here today to tell you about the competition between the various families one month from now. We were afraid that you didn't know about this matter, so we came to inform you. "

Zhang Ju stopped Feng Sheng, who was about to retort. Zhang Ju was slightly surprised by Zhao Xin's calm attitude. It was true that his reputation wasn't good if this matter was spread to the public. This would bring him some troubles in the future when he took control of the Misty Cloud City. Today, he wouldn't be able to find any more trouble. In his heart, he didn't want to destroy the Zhao Family today.

He had already received the news that more than half of the elite disciples of the Zhao Family had died. If he borrowed the family competition now, he would be able to officially take over the Zhao Family's property.

Zhao Xin was startled. He had just remembered that there was such a problem during the family competition. The family competition was held once every four years. This competition would decide the distribution of profits and business in Misty Cloud City according to the strength of each family. Last time, the Zhao Family had obtained second place in the competition due to Zhao Tianqi's rise. However, the meaning of this year's family competition was simply unimaginable.

"Thank you, Master of Zhang Family, for your good intentions. I am very grateful." Zhao Xin cupped his fists and thanked him.

"See you in the Family Competition one month from now! Let's go." Zhang Ju turned around and shouted.

"Wait!"

Zhao Xin shouted and stopped Zhang Ju and Feng Yousheng.

"Do you have any other questions?" Zhang Ju asked in confusion.

Zhao Xin pointed at the fainted disciple next to the stone lion and said in a deep voice, "One yard, one yard. I have agreed to the family competition. Whoever beat you up, stand out!" His tone was calm and dignified. All the disciples of Zhang Family and Feng Family looked at Zhao Xin with surprise. They really couldn't understand what Zhao Xin meant. Could it be that he wanted to start a war now?

"I'll fight, how about it?"

A middle-aged man stood out from the Zhang Family's camp. He was the Seventh Elder of the Zhang Family, Fifth Level Bone Refining. The reason why he dared to stand out was very simple. In order to suppress Zhao Xin, he couldn't allow Zhao Xin to kill him in front of so many people.

"It's good that you dare to admit it!" The corner of Zhao Xin's mouth raised slightly.

He shouted in his heart, "Phantom Step, Sly Spike!"

Zhao Xin moved, and his figure disappeared in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the head of the Seventh Elder flew up into the air, and his face was filled with a proud smile. Everyone looked at Zhao Xin in surprise, and found that he was still standing there.

Ding! Congratulations to host for killing Fifth Level Bone Refining Zhang Xiao. Obtained 5000 experience, 3000 Spiritual Energy, 1000 gold coins.

Everyone looked at Zhao Xin in shock, and Zhang Ju's face turned green with anger. Zhao Xin really dared to kill his men. He shouted furiously, "Zhao Xin, you killed my men because you want to start a war with my Zhang Family right now?"

Zhao Xin smiled and pretended to be shocked as well. "My god! Master of the Zhang Family, look at how your men died all of a sudden! Their heads are flying!"

Zhang Ju was stunned. He looked at Zhao Xin who seemed to know nothing. He was stunned. "Zhao Xin, why are you pretending to be stupid? You have to give me an explanation for what happened today."

"Why should I give you an explanation? I did not kill him!" Zhao Xin shrugged.

"Who did you kill?"

"Then how would I know? Which one of you saw that I killed him?" Zhao Xin rolled his eyes at Zhang Ju.

Zhang Ju was stunned by Zhao Xin's words. Indeed, they didn't see clearly if it was Zhao Xin who killed Zhang Xiao just now. At that time, he only noticed Zhang Xiao's head flying up into the sky, but he didn't catch the Qi of Zhao Xin's attack. He was so angry that his face turned ashen. With a wave of his long sleeve, he turned around and told everyone to leave the Zhao Prefecture.

Zhao Xin looked at the Zhang Family's Feng Family who had just left, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He revealed a cold smile and said, "Playing with me won't kill you all!"

"Someone, bring the injured disciples in and treat them. Use the best healing medicine in the family."

"Yes, Family Head."

The sudden arrival of the storm had also happened suddenly. Those bystanders had thought that a fight would break out, but when they saw the Zhang Family and Feng Family leaving, they left the scene in embarrassment.

When they returned to the main hall, Zhao Xin sat on a chair and fell into deep thought. The Family Competition in a month's time was not simple. The Zhang Family must have heard the news of Zhao Yu's death. Then where did their confidence come from to declare war against the Zhao Family? Zhang Ju wasn't an idiot, they must have something up their sleeves. Besides, most of the elite disciples of the Zhao Family had died under his hands. Currently, the Zhao Family had an empty shell, and there were no more than thirty people who had the ability to cultivate.

"Someone, call Ye Dalei, Elder Zhuo, Zhuo Yanjun and the rest of the disciples who have the ability to cultivate here."

"Alright, Family Head."

After a while, Ye Dalei and the others arrived at the main hall.

Ye Dalei said excitedly, "Young master, what do you want from us?"

"Dalei, be quiet. Just listen to me."

"Everyone should know what day is in a month's time!" Zhao Xin looked at the twenty-seven or twenty-eight people standing in the living room.

Everyone nodded in unison.

"You know? Zhao Xiaohu, tell us what a month is."

"It's the Family Competition!" A disciple stood out and said.

"Wrong, it's indeed the Family Competition one month from now, but it's also the day of our deaths."

As soon as Zhao Xin finished his words, everyone was startled. What Zhao Xin said wasn't unreasonable. In a month's time, they would be eliminated by the Zhang Family and Feng Family, just like the Zhuo Family.

"Do you want to die?" Zhao Xin asked in a deep voice.

"No!"

"Yes, I don't want to die either. Right now, there are two options in front of you. One is to wait for death, and the other is to enter the Dark Forest." Zhao Xin said.

In order to increase his strength in a short period of time, he could only live between life and death. Even if they couldn't obtain the cultivation level, it would still increase their strength by a huge level. They would only grow after going through a blood test. The flowers in the greenhouse were always used to look at.

As soon as Zhao Xin's words came out, everyone understood what he meant. Each and every one of them had a solemn expression on their faces.

Ye Dalei stood out and said, "Young master, can you bring me along?"

Everyone was shocked. They looked at Ye Dalei who stood out and didn't understand. Ye Dalei was just a slave that couldn't be bought from the slave market.

Zhao Xin laughed and patted Ye Dalei's shoulder and said, "Okay, I will bring you along."

He had checked Ye Dalei's body a long time ago. It was not that Ye Dalei could not cultivate, but that his meridians were too thick. They were several times thicker than his, and the Spiritual Energy in the air was very thin. If he could not make ends meet, he would not be able to feel that he could cultivate on his own. Moreover, he used to be a slave, so how could he come into contact with those cultivation manuals?

Ye Dalei, a slave, dared to stand out to protect the family. As the disciples of the main family, how could they be willing to be left behind by a slave? Immediately, a dozen people took a step forward and shouted in unison, "We will live and die for the sake of the family!"

The last seven or eight disciples of the Zhuo Family knelt down on one knee at the same time. Zhuo Wuji took the lead and shouted, "We will serve Young Lord wholeheartedly."

"Very good. Ye Dalei, Zhao Xiaohu, Zhuo Yanjun, Zhuo Qishan, and Zhao Li." Zhao Xin pointed out the names of eleven people. "You guys go back and pack up first. We will leave at night."

"Yes!" The dozen or so people who had called out their names had full expressions. They were filled with an inexplicable sense of mission.

Zhuo Wuji looked at the eleven disciples who had left and asked, "Young Lord, is there any place where this old servant can be used?"

"After Elder Zhuo left, you are the strongest person in the entire Zhao Family. I will leave the defense of the Zhao Family to you. As for the rest of the names, it's not that you can't participate in the trial, but the family needs you more. Take good care of this family!"

"Yes, I'll follow Family Head's orders!"

"Yes, Young Lord."

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