Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

"Wei Hai, it seems that this generation of your Wei family is not good..."

In the spectator seats, a middle-aged strong man wearing a hero scarf laughed unscrupulously as he watched the score.

This person's name is Han Zhan, the head of the Han family.

The head of the Xu family, who was thin and feminine beside him, also sneered: "The three generations of the Wei family don't even have a successful one, so it's time to move their butt from the original position...huh..."

Hearing the ridicule of the two Patriarchs, each of the Wei family's children took a deep breath in their hearts. They looked ashamed and annoyed, but they couldn't refute.

Wei Can clenched his hands tightly, his face full of unwillingness.

"The two families of Han and Xu have clearly reached an agreement in private to suppress my Wei family together. As long as the two of them compete, they will send ordinary juniors to our Wei family, and they will send strong people... .”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see this, but there is nothing they can do about it.

The Patriarch of the Wei family's face was already as dark as a pot lid, and he said in a deep voice, "Wei Yang!"

"Father, I am here."

Wei Yang stood up.

"Go and win the game for my Wei family, and let them take a good look at the demeanor of my Wei family's children!"

"yes."

Wei Yang looked at the two families, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and said lightly: "I will not let the family down."

"it is good."

The Patriarch of the Han family suddenly laughed, and said, "We are waiting for your young master of the Wei family to come to power, where is Han Wu?"

A young man with a handsome appearance and a strong Kongwu stepped out of the Han family's children.

The eldest son of the Han family, Han Wu.

When the two came to the stage, their eyes collided with each other, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

As soon as he came up, Wei Yang used his housekeeping skills and attacked Han Wu's face with a sharp sword.

"Raining Sword Technique!"

The long sword in Wei Yang's hand transformed into countless sword shadows, enveloping Han Wu's whole body.

Han Wu remained expressionless and kept backing away.

Seeing that Wei Yang had the upper hand, the younger members of the Wei family's eyes lit up and they applauded.

"Come on, big boy!"

"The eldest son is doing well!"

Even Wei Can's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help cheering for own Dage silently in his heart.

The Wei family needed a victory too much.

Especially the opponent is the number one among the descendants of the Han family. If Wei Yang can defeat Han Wu, it will definitely boost the morale of the Wei family.

It has to be said that Wei Yang does have this strength.

Innate Sixth Stage's Cultivation Base far surpasses all those who have been on stage before.

But when Wei Yang's momentum was like a rainbow, Han Wu suddenly said coldly: "Flower fists and embroidered legs, small tricks!"

As he said that, Han Wu unsheathed the long knife in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Break it for me!"

A brilliant knife light broke through the shadows of heavy swords, and slashed straight at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shielded the long sword in front of his chest, but it was too late.

"puff--"

Wei Yang vomited blood as if he had been hit hard, and his body fell to the competition stage like a kite with a broken string.

"Innate Eighth Stage!"

The Patriarch of the Wei family slammed down on the armrest of the chair with both hands, and almost didn't stand up from his seat.

"Innate Eighth Stage! The eldest son of the Han family is actually the strength of Innate Eighth Stage!"

"My God, Han Wu is not even 20 years old this year, he has already Innate Eighth Stage, given time, he will definitely be able to breakthrough the Spirit Sea Realm!"

"The Han family has a genius, and the Han family has successors!"

The onlookers under the stage were also amazed.

As the number one descendant of the family, Han Wu's strength is two full realms higher than Wei Yang's, worthy of the name of a genius.

"Who else is in the Wei family?"

Han Wu's long sword pointed directly in the direction of the Wei family, and he said coldly, "Go ahead!"

The Wei family turned red with anger at Han Wu's arrogant attitude, but frightened by Han Wu's power, no one dared to meet those cold eyes.

"Ha ha.."

The patriarch of the Han family, Han Zhan, stood up triumphantly, and laughed loudly: "Wei Hai, the strength of the dog is not bad. How about it, anyway, there are no younger generations in your Wei family, why don't you send Ke Qing out and let me Solve it together!"

The Patriarch of the Wei family had an extremely ugly face, but looking around, there was indeed no one who was worthy of a battle with Han Wu.

In the big Wei family, the brother Wei Yang brought back from the same sect has reached the Innate Eighth Stage in strength, comparable to Han Wu.

"Father.."

Seriously injured, Wei Yang gritted his teeth and said with a pale face, "Let Senior Brother Gao go up, Senior Brother Gao alone can sweep them away."

The ruthless sword-holding young man Wei Yang called Senior Brother Gao also stood up and said, "Uncle Wei, just let me fight."

The face of the head of the Wei family changed, and finally he nodded helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Nephew Gao Xian."

The sword-holding young man didn't talk nonsense, and jumped onto the dueling ring in one go.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Wu in front of him, his eyes fell on Han Wu's knife.

"People from Red Sun Valley?"

Han Wu snorted coldly: "Who are you?"

Brother Gao drew out the long sword in his hand, and said lightly: "Qingxuanmen, Gao Lan, please enlighten me."

Qingxuanmen, Chiyanggu, and Lingjianzong are all well-known sects in Daxia, and the strength of sects is similar.

Han Wu didn't talk nonsense with Gao Lan, he just cut it with a knife.

Gao Lan raised his sword to meet him.

The two sides quickly fought together.

Both of them have the strength of Innate Eighth Stage, the Cultivation Base is profound, and the sword light and Sword Ray they cut out dazzle the audience.

As time went by, Gao Lan gradually gained the upper hand.

Gao Lan's Sword Technique is solid, and his Movement Technique is not bad. He is better than Han Wu in all aspects. In addition, his experience in fighting enemies is obviously richer than Han Wu. The balance of victory gradually began to tilt towards Gao Lan.

Just when the people in the Wei family thought they saw the dawn of victory.

Han Wu, who was at a disadvantage by Gao Lan, suddenly let out a low voice.

"The red sun is rampant!"

In the next instant, a saber light that was several times more blazing than before exploded from the stage.

Gao Lan's expression changed abruptly, and he hurriedly backed away, but was directly forced off the stage by Han Wu's knife.

"you lose!"

Han Wu leaned on the ground with a long sword, panting slightly, and said to Gao Lan.

Gao Lan's face was full of complexities, and he said in a shy voice: "The prototype of the sword intent...I didn't expect your Saber Technique to have reached this point. I am not wronged..."

...................................

Sapo rolls and asks for a reward for the monthly ticket of the flower evaluation ticket~~~~