Cheng Wuwu and Ling Yuhan were still discussing the mysterious thing behind the broken intestine cliff in the main hall, when they suddenly saw Cheng Buji coming in side by side with a wooden man. When the husband and wife saw the expression on the wooden man's face clearly, they instantly felt that they couldn't cry or laugh, and then Cheng Wuwu threw a roll of his eyes at his wife Ling Yuhan, and the meaning in his eyes was clear: Look at the good son you are used to.

"Hehe, father, mother, your good son is here!" Cheng Buji hurriedly saluted with a hippie smile, he could see his father's expression just now, although he was eccentric, but he was extremely smart.

"Ji'er, is this something you have been tinkering with in the past few days?" Ling Yuhan directly ignored Cheng Wuwu's gaze and looked at his son in front of him lovingly.

"Mother, don't underestimate me, a puppet man, two or three guards in the villa can't help him, and even the eldest brother says that this guy's strength can catch up with the masters of the four or five heavens. Hearing his mother ask about his wooden man, Cheng Buji's face was full of pride, this puppet is his most satisfactory work so far, although the sales are a little different, but the strength is indeed very strong.

"Oh, is it? wasting time on this all day, following the magic for so many years. didn't do his job all day, and the puppet he got out now is only four heavens. If you practice martial arts well, even if you are worse than your eldest brother, you will be better than this pile of rags in front of you. Cheng Wuwu looked at the smugness on his youngest son's face, and he was really angry.

Cheng Buji's face suddenly fell, and he muttered a few words in his mouth, but he didn't dare to say it, since he was a child, his father was not satisfied with his performance, and at this time, he was asking for his own hardship.

Ling Yuhan still loved his son in the end, and smiled lightly: "Husband, Ji'er's temper is like this, and although it is a little strange to look at the appearance of this puppet, the strength is indeed not weak, and the skill of the Four Heavens can barely be regarded as a third-rate master in the Qianyuan Continent." If Sect Master Nangong knew about this, I am afraid he would have to praise him a lot. ”

Cheng Wuwu was about to say a few more words, when he suddenly raised his head and looked at the door, when a person stepped lightly across the door. I saw that the man was dressed in white and had a long body, and he was really Cheng Bufan, who had just finished cleaning up. Cheng Wuwu looked at his eldest son seriously, and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Cheng Bufan's eyes were restrained and his breath was strong.

Suddenly, an afterimage flashed, and Cheng Wufu had already risen into the air, as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards Cheng Bufan. Cheng Bufan's face changed slightly, he took a step to the left with his leg, guarded his chest with his left palm, and punched out with his right fist. At this time, Cheng Wuwu's fist shadow became bigger and bigger in Cheng Bufan's eyes, and the two fought hard, Cheng Bufan suddenly took a few steps back, although he was obviously defeated, but his movements were very elegant.

Seeing the two fighting in the field, Ling Yuhan looked at his eldest son, his eyes were full of relief, while Cheng Buji was extremely excited on the side, shouting in surprise.

After one move, Cheng Wuwu did not strike again, with his strength at the peak of the Nine Heavens, such a punch is difficult to resist even if it is a first-class master on the Qianyuan Continent, just now Cheng Bufan skillfully unloaded his fist strength, and retreated far away, which is really smart.

At this moment, there was still a faint smile on the corner of Cheng Bufan's mouth, although the attack just now was defused by him, but he understood that it was not how clever he was, but that his father was just tempting. If the father really does his best, he will lose within three moves.

Cheng Wuwu was even more overjoyed, stared at him with approving eyes for a long time, and said: "Fan'er is really the blessing of my Cheng family, it seems that this ten-year competition, my Wuyin Villa is going to shine again!"

Cheng Bufan was slightly surprised, and then calmed down, he had heard his parents talk about the ten-year competition. And Cheng Buji exclaimed at this time: "Father, is it about to be a ten-year competition?" I'm going too, I'm going too!"

"What does it matter to you in the past ten years? You little rabbit cub, you are idle all day long, and it is a shame to go!" Cheng Wuwu looked at Cheng Buji, who was dancing with teeth and claws, and said angrily.

"Mother, I want to go too......" Cheng Buji's face suddenly fell, and he looked at Ling Yuhan pitifully.

"You kid, ten years is not a child's play, you must be at least sixteen to participate, and you must be from a clean background. Ling Yuhan gently touched Cheng Buji's head and continued: "However, the big competition once every ten years is indeed a grand event, and Ji'er can gain a lot of knowledge if he goes. “

"It's been twenty years since we in the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa participated in the Ten-Year Competition, and I think many of us don't remember the power of the Wind Knife anymore. Cheng Wuwu seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes turned, as if everything had returned to the time twenty years ago, when he almost swept the younger generation with one person and one knife with his superb exercises.

"The Tempest Sword Technique is naturally powerful, how can the reputation of our Fog Hidden Mountain Villa be weak. Cheng Buji's eyes purred, and he hurriedly said as if he was flattering.

"Hmph, stinky boy, if I expect you to be able to make the Wind Knife of the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa scare the Quartet, then I might as well crash to death. When Cheng Wuwu heard these words, he immediately felt angry and funny.

"Hehe, of course I can't, isn't there a big brother? I heard my mother say since I was a child that my father was the ultimate winner in the big competition. It's just that he later inherited the position of the owner, and then there was no suitable person to participate in our villa, so that we missed the two big competitions. Cheng Buji didn't care about his father's reproach, and still smiled.

"Fan'er, now that you have reached the age of sixteen, coupled with the breakthrough in skill, you are a few points stronger than when you were your father, this big competition, don't weaken the name of our Fog Hidden Mountain Villa. Cheng Wuwu ignored Cheng Buji's words, and then said solemnly to Cheng Bufan.

"The father can rest assured that the child will do his best. Cheng Bufan took a deep breath, although he didn't understand what was going on in the past ten years, but seeing that his father attached so much importance to it, he still said solemnly.

For this ten-year competition, he often heard his father mention that the ten-year competition is a feast for all the warriors in the Qianyuan Continent, and the large and small sects in the Qianyuan Continent will send the most outstanding young generation to participate in the competition, although a competition cannot determine the true strength of each sect, but this honor is also very heavy.

Cheng Bufan's grandfather died early, and his father Cheng Wuwu inherited the position of the owner in his early twenties, so naturally there was no way to participate in the martial arts ceremony of the Qianyuan Continent with the respect of the owner. After 20 years, although his father rarely said it, Cheng Bufan could clearly feel that since his father wanted Wuyin Mountain Villa to be famous all over the world, then this grand ceremony would be up to him to reproduce his father's demeanor back then!