Chapter 7

The entire venue fell silent.

Almost everyone was staring at Zheng Shi Yi in a daze, their lips involuntarily rubbing together.

"Zheng Shi Yi actually won..."

"Zheng Ping... actually lost..."

"How did he do it..."

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Zheng Xuan suddenly stood up, his face, which had been smiling, now replaced with shock and anger. His beard, covering his entire mouth, twitched repeatedly due to his anger.

"How could I not have killed this scum earlier! I never thought this little brat would threaten Ping's entry into the Xuanming Sect. Since that's the case, I must get rid of him!"

"Little brat, die!" Zheng Xuan leaped onto the stage, his body like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, turning into a black shadow that seemed to completely envelop the stage!

Zheng Shi Yi's pupils constricted, and his five wheels of true qi spun wildly as he shouted, "Old man! The young one sells out, and the old one bullies! Your lineage has really taken shamelessness to the extreme!"

Zheng Xuan's face remained cold, determined to complete his shameless act. The powerful palm wind was like the cold winter wind, stinging people's faces.

Just as Zheng Xuan's palm was about to hit Zheng Shi Yi, a familiar figure suddenly jumped onto the stage.

At the moment Zheng Xuan's palm was about to hit Zheng Shi Yi, this figure blocked the blow for him.

"Boom!"

After a dull sound, the figure that blocked the palm was pushed back two steps.

Although Zheng Xuan was also pushed back, he only took one step.

In contrast, the figure that was pushed back had a flushed face.

"Fourth Elder!" Seeing Zheng Hong, who was flushed from the blow, Zheng Shi Yi prepared to run over and support him.

Zheng Hong suddenly extended his right hand to block Zheng Shi Yi behind him, then turned his gaze to Zheng Xuan and said angrily, "Zheng Xuan! You've gone too far! This is a family competition, and you openly attack the top young talent of the family. Do you still respect the family rules and the family head?"

Zheng Xuan's lips twitched. He thought one palm would end Zheng Shi Yi's life, but he didn't expect Zheng Hong to intervene. Hearing the continuous questioning, his face became even darker.

Family competition! The family head is still here! Openly attacking... this is a big accusation! Even he, Zheng Xuan, couldn't bear it!

The family head, sitting in the stands, could only cough at this moment, squeezed by Zheng Hong's words, reminding Zheng Xuan to think carefully before speaking. Otherwise, to save face, he would have to deal with him.

"It's just a competition!" Zheng Xuan said with a cold, sinister light in his eyes: "Zheng Shi Yi, this little brat, was so ruthless, clearly trying to cripple Zheng Ping! I naturally had to step in to teach him a lesson! Otherwise, anyone could use the stage to harm their own family, wouldn't the family be in chaos?"

Hearing Zheng Xuan's words, Zheng Shi Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Old man Zheng Xuan! Can you be any more shameless? Or do you think everyone is blind? Zheng Ping made everyone forfeit, wasn't it to cripple me on the stage? He ended up being a failure and was defeated by me! Whose fault is that?"

Zheng Xuan's pupils constricted. As an elder of the family, when had he ever been insulted and provoked so openly? If it weren't for Zheng Hong in between, and if the family head hadn't just coughed to remind him, he really wanted to rush over and slap Zheng Shi Yi to death!

The venue fell into a deathly silence, and everyone's gaze fell on Zheng Hong, wanting to see how this elder would handle the situation.

"Lord Family Head." Zheng Xuan turned away from Zheng Shi Yi, clasped his hands, and loudly said to the family head's stand: "I am not as incapable as Zheng Shi Yi says! My actions were entirely for the family's benefit!"

Before Zheng Xuan finished speaking, Zheng Shi Yi's face showed curiosity, eager to hear what this old man would come up with next.

"Zheng Shi Yi was punished for deceiving the ancestral land, losing his martial soul and almost involving the family." Zheng Xuan said with a righteous expression: "He doesn't even have a martial soul now! If he represents our Zheng family to enter the Xuanming Sect, wouldn't it be a disgrace to our family?"

"Although Zheng Ping lost this battle, he has a martial soul! Compared to this waste, his future is limitless!" Zheng Hong took a big step forward, his face full of sincerity, his old eyes glistening with tears of excitement.

Hearing Zheng Xuan's passionate speech, Zheng Shi Yi raised his hand to his forehead and laughed lightly: "I've never heard such shameless words spoken so elegantly..."

Zheng Xuan's eyes bulged with anger, but just as he was about to speak, Zheng Shi Yi interrupted him: "I don't understand where you get your sense of superiority, calling me a waste!"

"Your grandson can't even beat a waste! As Zheng Ping's grandfather, are you proud of that? If I were you, I would have hanged myself long ago!"

"My supreme divine soul was taken by which bastard! Don't you know? The family owes me an explanation! Now that I've become the top through my own abilities, the Xuanming Sect naturally belongs to me!"

"How hard it must be for you! Your grandson lost, and you still beg for his qualification! Let him enter the Xuanming Sect to fight with others, get beaten half to death, and then you go to take revenge? The Xuanming Sect isn't our Zheng family! It won't tolerate your recklessness!"

For someone who had repeatedly caused him trouble and almost killed him, Zheng Shi Yi had no need to give him face. A series of interruptions left Zheng Xuan speechless, his face turning red with anger.

Zheng Xuan's face became increasingly ugly, and his fists clenched tightly as he shouted, "Waste, how dare you be so disrespectful! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not Zheng Xuan!"

"Using fists to solve problems when you're in the wrong, is that it?" Zheng Hong pushed Zheng Shi Yi behind him and protected him: "First, you have to get past me!"

Zheng Xuan's body trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on Zheng Hong. If he could, he would really want to kill Zheng Hong too! If it weren't for him, that little brat would have died when his supreme divine soul was taken!

The atmosphere on the stage became increasingly heavy. Zheng Xuan suddenly clenched his teeth and waved his hand. A dozen figures rushed onto the stage: "Since that's the case, don't blame me!"

As they rushed onto the stage, a dozen men in brown robes, looking honest, also rushed over, laughing: "Zheng Xuan, if you want to deal with our Brother Hong, you have to get past us first!"

They immediately surrounded Zheng Shi Yi and Zheng Hong in the middle!

"It's them!"

The moment he saw their outlines, Zheng Shi Yi immediately thought of something.

When his martial soul was taken, if it weren't for these people's timely appearance and desperate protection, he would have lost his life!

He never expected they would help him again. He would remember this favor and repay them when he had the chance.

"Attack!"

At Zheng Xuan's command, the dozen men with curved swords rushed toward Zheng Hong and the others.

Zheng Hong waved his hand and led the charge.

Watching the two groups fight, Zheng Shi Yi turned his gaze to Zheng Desheng.

He was the family head; with just one word, he could stop this fight.

Zheng Desheng sat calmly in his chair, his eyes closed, as if the fight had nothing to do with him.

"With a family head who can't distinguish right from wrong, how can the family not decline?"

Zheng Shi Yi clenched his fists in frustration.

"Waste, die!"

Breaking through Zheng Hong and the others' defense, Zheng Xuan, filled with murderous intent, rushed toward Zheng Shi Yi with a cold gaze.

"Be careful!"

Zheng Hong and the others never expected Zheng Xuan to be so strong, using one palm to push back their dozen-person defense.

They tried to block Zheng Xuan, but the men with curved swords held them back. They could only shout to Zheng Shi Yi.

Feeling the chill, Zheng Shi Yi came to his senses and immediately gathered his spirit energy to defend against the blow.

But Zheng Xuan's speed was too fast, giving him no chance. It looked like he was about to be hit by a fierce palm.

"Uncle Qin! I agree!" Tang Wanxue suddenly said from the crowd: "Save Brother Shi Yi!"

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