Martial arts become gods

Chapter 327
"This damn bastard..." The anger in Yan Zhiyu's heart erupted like a volcano, and at this crucial word, Yan Zhilie unexpectedly popped up.

Although Yan Xiao's words were only missing the last word, it was the most crucial word. After all, his three sons all started with Yan Zhi, and it was impossible to be sure which one it was.

"Father, I also want to fight for the position of heir." Yan Zhilie said without hesitation, although he didn't really care about the position of heir, but in order to protect some things, he had to do some things.

He also vaguely understood that the root cause of his serious illness back then was related to the position of the heir.

Of course he is still young and some things are beyond his control, but now he will not let history repeat itself.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, what qualifications do you have to compete with big brother." Hearing this, Yan Zhijie laughed loudly, and walked over slowly as he spoke, as if he wanted to continue humiliating Yan Zhilie.

"Shut up!" Yan Zhilie turned cold, and slapped him away.

"Snapped!"

Before Yan Zhijie could react, he felt a burst of heat on his face, and his figure flew out involuntarily.

"Wow!"

Seeing this, there was an uproar all around, no one laughed and said, Yan Zhilie, who was originally the least favored, suddenly became so strong.

"You... you trash, you dare to hit me!" Yan Zhijie yelled angrily, covering his swollen face.

"Father, I hope you can support my idea!" Yan Zhilie ignored Yan Zhijie, but continued to say to Yan Xiao, after all, who is the trash, everyone will decide freely after a while.

"Bastard!" Seeing that he was being ignored, Yan Zhijie roared and rushed over immediately.

Mo Xian's face turned cold, and he directly stopped Yan Zhijie, saying: "It's none of your business, you'd better stay aside."

Seeing Mo Xian's terrifying eyes, Yan Zhijie didn't dare to move.

Everyone speculated again, who exactly was Mo Xian, who dared to threaten the second young master of the Huoyan Temple.

However, their attention was quickly drawn by Yan Xiao, after all, who is the heir is the main body today.

"Okay, since you have the heart, as a father, I naturally have to support it, but..." Yan Xiao hesitated to speak.

"Father, I have my own measure!" Yan Zhilie knew what Yan Xiao was worried about, but his problem didn't exist at all.

"Hmph, third brother, you really surprised me, but what qualifications do you have to fight with me, do you want me to take your bottom in front of everyone?" Yan Zhiyu snorted coldly and said.

In fact, there is no need for him to pick up the bottom line at all. There are not many people who don't know about Yan Zhilie's disease.

The crowd was also a little teasing, a warrior who couldn't even use his energy, and tried to fight for something, in this world where martial arts are respected, it was simply a huge joke.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, you think I'm not as good as you, it's just that I'm not strong enough, so I'm here to challenge you today, if I win, I will be the heir." Yan Zhilie said flatly.

"Haha, since when did the trash become so emboldened, I advise you not to humiliate yourself." Yan Zhiyu started laughing wildly, unscrupulously.

"Hmph, why are you talking so much nonsense, or are you scared?" Yan Zhilie said flatly.

"Presumptuous!" Yan Zhiyu was furious, and shouted: "Since you insist on courting death, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The entire sacrificial ceremony became a little weird because of Yan Zhilie's appearance, but everyone's interest was surprisingly high. After all, this was much better than simply watching a set of etiquette.

Soon, everyone moved to a huge martial arts arena.

The material of this martial arts arena is very special, able to withstand huge forces, even warriors around eight-star martial arts masters can hardly cause damage here.

"My dear brother, you are speechless. I hope that if you go to hell, you won't bear any grudges against me!" Yan Zhiyu looked at Yan Zhilie provocatively, and said.

"Don't worry, such a thing won't happen!" Yan Zhilie said.

"I hope you can still be so confident in a while!" Yan Zhiyu smiled lightly, and the energy in his body surged instantly, exposing his strength as a seven-star martial artist without a doubt.

However, everyone clearly noticed that Yan Zhiyu's strength had increased a lot.

"It seems that he has mastered the earth-level exercises." Mo Xian frowned, now that Yan Zhilie's strength is a six-star martial artist, the gap between Yan Zhiyu and Yan Zhiyu is not insignificant.

Yan Zhilie's face was also a little dignified. It seemed that it would not be an easy task to defeat Yan Zhijie, after all, the latter was practicing earth-level skills.

"Look at me taking care of you, you trash!" Yan Zhiyu's face turned cold, and he punched out in the air.

The air in front of him seemed to be violently bombarded by this fist, and there was a dull sound, a terrifying energy suddenly roared out, and the whole martial arts field seemed to vibrate slightly.

"This Yan Zhiyu is really powerful!"

Feeling the power contained in this punch, the crowd couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

At the same time, they also cast a sympathetic look at Yan Zhilie.

They all admired Yan Zhilie for daring to stand up, but the latter might not even have the strength to fight back.

Facing Yan Zhiyu's attack, Yan Zhijie showed no fear on his face, he suddenly took a step forward and punched him out.

His punch was quite powerful, already comparable to Yan Zhiyu's attack.

However, everyone felt disapproving, Yan Zhilie might go into convulsions soon with such an intensity of Yuanli running.

Sure enough, as everyone thought, after the two punches collided, although Yan Zhilie didn't suffer from typhoid fever, his whole body trembled immediately.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads, either in sympathy or disdain...

"Haha, you trash that can't even use your energy, you're just embarrassing our Huoyan Palace." Yan Zhiyu suddenly laughed wildly. Back then, he conspired to give Yan Zhilie his high talent. Abandoned, so, for the latter, he is not afraid at all.

"Son, what exactly do you want to do?" Yan Xiao was also slightly stunned. Although he rarely asked about Yan Zhilie's affairs, he also knew that his son was not an impulsive person, so he made a request to the latter. It will only be agreed when competing for the position of heir.

In comparison, he felt that Yan Zhilie was more suitable as the heir, but the latter's current performance made him a little confused.

"Uh, this guy isn't playing tricks, is he?" Seeing this situation, Mo Xian was not worried.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought, after Yan Zhilie convulsed for a while, he didn't go to the end, but suddenly returned to normal, laughed and said to everyone: "Haha, everyone, don't be nervous, I was just joking, be quick It's all about the atmosphere!"

(End of this chapter)