C162 Invitation

"Uncle..." Zuo Yu was about to greet him when he saw this fellow stepping forward. His eyes turned cold, and a powerful Qi rushed towards him.

Zuo Yu's eyes were like a sword, and he thrust his sword forward. His body stood straight, and he subconsciously unleashed his combat intent in the face of this powerful Qi.

"Haha, not bad indeed." Baili Yuanzheng's Qi vanished in an instant and he burst into laughter.

Zuo Yu couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. When he realized that the other party was testing him, the Qi of the other party dissipated. This made him very depressed. Why did these guys like to do this?

"You guys..." Baili Yuyao rolled her eyes. She was also a little speechless.

"Zuo Yu, thank you for saving Yuyao." Baili Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Haha, I just want to see what kind of young man my proud daughter likes."

"Who appreciates him?" Baili Yuyao snorted and glared at her father.

"Haha." Baili Yuanzheng laughed. "Alright. If you need anything here, just say it. Just treat it as your own home. My Baili family doesn't have so many rules and regulations. In two days, the young people in my family will participate in the year-end Martial Meeting. You can also come and take a look. "

"You guys can chat. Let's go." Baili Yuanzheng was very casual. Without waiting for Zuo Yu to say anything, he waved his hand and left in a carefree manner. With a wave of his sleeve, he didn't take a single cloud with him.

Zuo Yu was about to say something but stopped. This way, he relaxed. In fact, he was a little nervous when he saw Baili Yuyao's family for the first time. Maybe he did not even realize it himself.

Zuo Yu looked at Baili and smiled.

"He's like this. You don't have to worry about him." Baili Yuyao rolled her big eyes and said speechlessly.

"What did the elder come for just now?" Baili Yuyao asked.

"Nothing. He was just passing by." Zuo Yu shook his head.

"Where's little cheap dragon?" Baili Yuyao's big eyes were bright as she tried to find a topic to talk about.

"Humph! You don't know what's good for you. You are courting death!" In a room, Situ Hong heard that Zuo Yu did not leave. His face was full of killing intent.

Beside him was the elder from the two families. "Young Master Situ, don't worry. Those two are just country bumpkins. Besides, the relationship between the Baili family and the Situ family isn't something you can escape from."

"En, that's true. Yuyao and I are childhood sweethearts. How can that brat compare with us?" Situ Hong coldly harrumphed, "But I just don't like these two fellows."

"Just find a chance to chase them out." The two elders said indifferently. They were looking down on Zuo Yu in their hearts. He was just a traitor of the Feng family.

Situ Hong's facial expression was still ugly. He could feel Baili Yuyao's attitude towards him when she came back this time. Back then, he and Baili Yuyao were surrounded and killed by the people of Sky Mountain. The people of One-Line Mountain would never care about his identity. At that time, the situation was critical. He was also injured very quickly. He no longer hesitated to escape alone under the protection of the battle doll. On the way back home, he informed his family to provide assistance. He also brought along another battle doll. The first thing he planned to do was to return to the hero and save the beauty. Then, the beauty was not very touched and offered her body to him. Before this, he had tried every trick he could think of. When he thought of Baili Yuyao's beauty, he couldn't help but feel excited... In the end, before he could set off, the boundless Desolate Swamp was thrown into chaos. Various forces and experts were fighting in secret. The six young masters of One-Line Mountain and some other young masters of One-Line Mountain had also rushed over personally... He had lost his confidence and didn't dare to go. Those audacious and powerful guys... They definitely had the ability to kill him...

Situ Hong's expression was cold. Fortunately, Baili Yuyao's talent was acknowledged by his family. Soon, his father would come to propose marriage. Hmph, just you wait. You will be mine sooner or later. A trace of lust flashed across Situ Hong's eyes.

Time passed quickly.

The young disciples of Baili family who were outside rushed back as well. They were also here to participate in the year-end martial gathering.

Very soon, the year-end martial gathering had begun. Many young people were rubbing their fists, eager to give it a try.

On the grandstand, the Baili family also invited some people to watch. Zuo Yu was also watching from the side. At this moment, Zuo Yu couldn't help but feel a bit dazed. He remembered that last year he and Qingqing were preparing to participate in the Feng family's year-end Martial Meeting. But now, things had changed, people had changed, and he had become an Eighth Layer of Deification Stage warrior. If he was placed in the Feng family, he would be ranked first amongst all the outer circle elders. He wouldn't be afraid even if he was a Second Layer of True Martial Stage or a Third Layer of True Martial Stage Great Elder.

But now, he was watching the Baili family's Martial Meeting as a guest.

The Baili family and Feng family were both first-rate family, and their young elites were about the same. Some of them were ordinary, while some were more serious. Of course, some of them were core elders or even senior elders.

Zuo Yu was filled with mixed emotions as he watched the Elite Martial Disciple's intense battle below. In fact, he was only 18 years old. He could still stay in the Elite Martial Disciple, but the people below were not much younger than him.

However, the path of growth was full of thorns. Thinking about how he had walked all the way here, how many injuries he had suffered, how much blood he had lost, how many times he had almost died. Only then did he overcome the thorns and walk over, and the thorns in front of him were even bigger. He still had to continue.

Days passed, and the competition of the Elite Martial Disciple slowly came to an end. Some were happy, some were sad. Next were some Immortal Turning Stage disciples, Deification Stage disciples. These people were much fewer, and it was even more exciting.

Zuo Yu had nothing better to do, so he often went to watch. The three of them had to learn from each other. Any martial art had its own uses, and Zuo Yu always believed in learning.

On this day, Situ Hong walked into the martial arts field with big steps. He looked around with a fierce gaze, and then he found Zuo Yu. He walked straight up to him.

"Zuo Yu, let's have a spar today, shall we?" A bright light flashed across Situ Hong's eyes. He smiled and said proudly.

In fact, some of the people who had been invited would also come up to the stage and spar with each other to liven things up. There were many similar incidents that had happened in the past, and the Baili family was happy to do so as well. This would also allow their disciples to gain more knowledge.

Zuo Yu narrowed his eyes. Fine, I'll give you a good beating.

Without waiting for Zuo Yu to speak, Situ Hong spoke again. "Hehe, you are the 12th Hidden Dragon List, and I am the 10th Hidden Dragon List. We are equally matched. Perhaps I am not your match." Situ Hong smiled faintly.

"Zuo Yu, you wouldn't dare, would you?"

"The ranking of the Hidden Dragon List this time is already very controversial. Could it be true?"

In an instant, the people behind Situ Hong also started cheering.

"What are you guys doing?" Zuo Yu was about to get up when Baili Yuyao walked over.

"Hehe, Yuyao, you are here. I want to spar with Mr Zuo to liven up the opening ceremony today." Situ Hong smiled gently and restored his sunny temperament.

"Forget it." Baili Yuyao shook her head. She did not want the two of them to fight. Zuo Yu was weak alone. She did not want to cause trouble for him, but Situ Hong. Her feelings were very complicated. Last time, she had also been in a bad mood. She still had feelings for him. After all, they grew up together. She still remembered the time when he was beaten black and blue for her... Actually, she was only seventeen years old. She was kind in her heart. She still didn't want anyone to be hurt.

"Hehe, Yuyao, we are just sparring." Situ Hong smiled and said, "Zuo Yu, what do you think? Don't worry, I will stop at the right time."

"Alright." Zuo Yu stood up.