C40 Bet on Your Ancestral Grave

Zhang Ju's face darkened. His desire to kill Zhao Xin was no less than Zhang Yao's. However, the salt he had accumulated over the past few decades was not for nothing. The shrewdness in his heart was not something Zhang Yao and the others could compare with. Even Zhao Yu, who was scheming, was no match for him.

Zhang Ju smiled coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Hehe, the Zhao Family Master knows how to brag. Today's competition is not about who is good at talking. Let's see who is better in the arena if you have the ability. " After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Yao laughed and laughed wildly. "Later, I will personally tear apart that mouth of yours." Although he was only at the fifth level of Blood Refinement, he had obtained a cultivation method by chance during these years of external training. Once he used that cultivation technique, he would be able to fight even a Golden Core warrior, let alone a Core Formation warrior. However, the price he would have to pay would be huge. Normally, he wouldn't dare use it unless it was a matter of life and death.

Zhao Xin jumped down from the ground and waved his hand. "Get on the stage!"

Rumble! Rumble!

The battle drums on both sides of the arena began to beat, and the plaza instantly boiled up.

Zhang Ju and Feng Yousheng also came down from the high platform, and set up a temporary viewing platform under the arena.

Everyone from the Zhang Family was the first to take a seat, and their faces were filled with disdain. All of them stared coldly at the people from the Zhao Family, just like how the people of the Zhao Family owed them money and did not pay them back. It was as if his elder sister was not responsible for this in the future.

Zhao Xin took a seat. On the left was Xiao Qi and on the right was Elder Zhuo. Mu Xiaoxue had a very important task at home and the last two seats were occupied by two elders of the Zhao Family.

The other disciples of the Zhao Family stood behind Zhao Xin like steel soldiers. Their eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. The killing intent on their bodies was faintly discernible. They looked straight ahead without even glancing at the people of the Zhang Family. As for the Feng Family, they just sat down quietly.

Currently, the Feng Family could only be considered a subsidiary family of the Zhang Family. It was just that they didn't make it clear.

Moreover, the Misty Cloud City family meeting invited all the families, but today, only three families had appeared. The conspiracy was self-evident.

Among the crowd, Zhuo Yanjun's eyes were as red as blood. He stared at Zhang Ju with a death stare. He clenched his fist tightly, and blood flowed out from his fingertips.

Zhang Ju stood up and said, "The other families have given up the qualification to participate in the meeting. So, let us, the three families of Zhang Feng and Zhao, decide who is stronger."

"Wait, the Feng Family has also given up the qualification to participate in the competition. We will fully support the Zhang Family." Feng Yousheng stood up from his seat and shouted.

The crowd was in an uproar. Feng Yousheng had finally admitted that the Feng Family had become a subsidiary of the Zhang Family.

Zhao Xin's lips curved up as he watched the two of them put on an act, but he didn't say anything. This was also something that he had expected. This was also good. He could deal with the Zhang Family, but today, he felt a slight chill in his heart. That was the signal of danger, but it was very small. This signal had been used a long time ago. It was an instinct that had been tempered through countless life and death experiences.

Zhang Yao, who was on the arena, shouted, "Why did Family Head waste his breath on him? Let's fight. What was there to talk about with a person who was about to die? In any case, he was going to die. " Zhang Yao said impatiently.

Zhao Xin gave him a cold stare and scolded, "Master of Zhang Family, please take care of your son of a b * tch. Who does he think he is? Since when was it his turn to speak? Just because he is a son of a b * tch? "

" Hahahaha! "

"Hahaha."

The crowd burst into wild laughter when they heard Zhao Xin's words.

Zhang Yao was extremely angry. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to stomp Zhao Xin to death in the arena, he would have rushed down the arena and fought Zhao Xin to the death.

Zhang Ju's face was gloomy. He stood up and said, "Stop talking nonsense, Zhao Xin. Let's fight."

The atmosphere of the scene was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Once they went up the arena, it was likely that they would fight to the death. Although the Zhao Family seemed to have the upper hand in terms of momentum, the Zhang Family had the Yue Hai Sect as their backing. With the Yue Hai Sect as their backer, they could do whatever they wanted.

"Young master, let me teach this dog a lesson." Ye Dalei said with a grin on his face. His blood started boiling with the two giant hammers.

Zhao Xin turned around and looked at Ye Dalei's determined eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "Don't force it."

He did not know Ye Dalei's strength, but he knew that Ye Dalei was not a reckless person. If Ye Dalei was confident, he could let him try.

"Okay, thank you, young master." Ye Dalei raised his head and let out an excited roar. Then, he jumped onto the arena with two giant hammers on his shoulder. The arena shook.

Zhang Yao's facial expression changed slightly. He was the second strongest person in the Zhang Family, and Zhao Xin had only sent a First Level Muscle Refining Slave to fight him. Wasn't this clearly humiliating him?

"Hmph! It seems like the Zhao Family really doesn't have anyone left. They just sent a First Level Muscle Refining lackey to die. But it's fine. I'll kill you myself, and I'll personally kill your useless young master. " Zhang Yao shook his wrist, and a soft sword slipped out from his sleeve and fell into his hand. The soft sword trembled, and a cold light containing killing intent burst forth from it.

Ye Dalei gave a silly smile and said, "I don't know if you will kill the young master, but I believe that you will die under my hammer later."

Clang!

The two hammers moved and instantly covered the beating of the drum in the surroundings. Power stripes appeared with a loud bang.

Swoosh!

Zhang Yao was the first to move, and his flexible sword was like a poisonous snake as it meandered towards Ye Dalei's life gate.

Ye Dalei smiled foolishly as he swung his pair of hammers, and it carried a vast and mighty aura as he swung his hammer, and it tore through the air with a whistling sound as it smashed towards Zhang Yao who was charging over.

Bang!

The sledgehammer fiercely smashed into the arena floor, creating a large crater. Ye Dalei's eyes stared blankly. This strike had hit empty air.

In the air, the corner of Zhang Yao's mouth was slightly raised. Even a lion would use all its strength to fight a rabbit. He had been training outside for many years and had already come to a great understanding of this principle. In the middle of the air, he jumped to Ye Dalei's back. The soft sword pierced through the air and pierced towards the back of Ye Dalei's head.

In a split second.

Ye Dalei fiercely swung his sledgehammer backwards. The soft sword stabbed into the sledgehammer, and with a clang, Ye Dalei took a few steps back. He was only one step away from the edge of the arena. Zhang Yao's foot lightly landed on the arena, and the soft sword flung out a stream of blood.

Ye Dalei sucked in a breath of cold air. A very deep bloody wound appeared on his face. If his reaction was any slower, his entire head would have been sliced in half.

On the arena, Ye Dalei used the strength of the first level of the Muscle Refining Stage to forcefully withstand the fierce attack of Zhang Yao, who was at the fifth level of the Blood Refining Stage. Although he had been in a passive position, everyone could see that Zhang Yao was playing with the disciples of the Zhao Family.

Suddenly, Zhang Ju looked at Zhao Xin and said, "Master of the Zhao Family, why don't we make a bet?"

Zhao Xin said, "What should we bet?"

"I want to bet who will survive." Zhang Ju said with a face full of confidence.

Zhang Ju continued, "As for the bet, let's bet on the ancestral mansion of Zhao Family!" The crowd was in an uproar. Zhang Ju's move was really insidious. He was adding insult to injury. The situation on the arena had clearly shown that Zhang Yao was going to win.

Elder Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Young Lord can't agree to it."

However, Zhao Xin smiled and said, "Alright, let's bet. I don't want the ancestral mansion of Zhang Family, I'll bet on the ancestral grave of Zhang Family."

The crowd instantly fell silent.

Zhang Ju's expression was unprecedentedly ugly as he stared fiercely at Zhao Xin. This brat Zhao Xin had played him once again. He gritted his teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. The armrest of the chair instantly turned into powder. He said in a deep voice, "Alright. I bet that I will change your Zhao Family ancestral mansion into a brothel and a toilet."

"It doesn't matter. I will change your Zhang Family ancestral tomb into a public cemetery in the slums. I will also help them dig out ancestor's coffin for free and bury them in it as a way to accumulate some merits for myself." As soon as Zhao Xin's voice faded, the disciples of the Zhao Family covered their disciples and started laughing.

Zhang Ju was famous for his reputation. If ancestor knew that he had gambled the land of fortune of his family, he would probably crawl out of his grave in the middle of the night to settle the score with him.

"Humph, you little bastard, I won't argue with you." Zhang Ju smashed the tea table beside him with a pale face and sat on the chair, watching the battle on the arena.

Ye Dalei defended with all his might. Zhang Yao also had a mocking expression on his face as he did not launch a sure-kill attack. After a long time, Ye Dalei's physical strength could not withstand it, and his body gradually revealed a flaw that was full of scars.

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