"It's better to be like this, the old man is in charge, and the Yang family hires two head coaches at the same time, the juniors of the Yang family, and the two are in charge of half each!"

Yang Wuzhong, the seventh master of the Yang family, spoke amazingly, and his flat voice spread, but it touched the hearts of thousands of people, and each of them was in half? This kind of thing, so far, the Yang family seems to have never happened. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This seems a bit absurd, but when you think about it carefully, Yang Wuzhong's move is also quite clever, after all, Yuwenlei and He Rui, in terms of reputation, one is famous in the Western Frontier, the other is highly respected, and in terms of strength, they both have the combat power of the Spirit King level!

In this way, the two of them serve as the head coach at the same time, each holding half of the palm, perhaps under the competition, they can stimulate the juniors of the Yang family and make the cultivation of the juniors of the Yang family improve rapidly.

"This ......"

After a long time, Yuwen Lei and He Rui both nodded, since Yang Wuzhong had this idea, the two of them also obeyed this decision after careful consideration.

"Good, very good!"

Yang Wuzhong was quite satisfied, and then he turned to the thousands of juniors in the martial arts arena, and said loudly: "You all listen, in view of the fact that in the past half a month, the juniors of the Yang family have become lazy, and the progress of cultivation is generally slow! Therefore, today, the Yang family has hired two chief sect leaders, from now on, you must strictly follow the arrangements of the chief sect leader, cultivate hard, and by the end of the year, if the clan comparison has not improved, you will be severely punished!"

Hearing this, thousands of people responded in unison, and in private they were still talking to each other left and right, after all, their good days were over, and one of the head coaches was still a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties, and he was going to be their head coach at such a young age. Among the juniors of the Yang family, there are some arrogant people who can't get over this hurdle in their hearts......

Yuwen Lei and He Rui also looked slightly condensed, Yang Wuzhong's words were not said to them, at the end of the year, the clan competed with each other, if the cultivation of the juniors of the Yang family did not improve, the two of them might not be able to get along!

"The five thousand seven hundred and seventy-three juniors of the Yang family, now, you can choose for yourself, you have also seen the combat effectiveness of the two chief sect heads, which chief coach head you are willing to be under him, and go behind him!"

Stampede Tread......

The words fell, and there was a gradual commotion on the huge martial arts arena, with the sound of footsteps, some of them walking like flying, while others seemed very hesitant.

Sou!

Suddenly, a personable man used his body and rushed behind He Rui at an extremely fast speed, he was Yang Jinghu, the junior of the Yang family, and the strength of the fifth order of the Linggang Realm ranked first among thousands of people! His decision immediately echoed a large group of people.

In the morning exercise of the juniors of the Yang family, usually Yang Qinbing and Yang Qinxin sisters do not participate, and Yang Jinghu will go out to practice again, at this time, Yang Jinghu's influence is undoubtedly the greatest.

Sure enough, when Yang Jinghu stood firm, hundreds of juniors of the Yang family rushed behind He Rui in waves! Immediately, He Rui's old face receded from gloom and smiled......

Stampede Tread......

In about a stick of incense, more than 5,000 people all made a choice, He Rui had nearly 4,000 people behind him, and Yuwen Lei had less than 2,000 people behind him, and almost all of them were juniors of the Yang family.

It must be known that in terms of strength, the juniors of the collateral line are a lot weaker than the juniors of the descendants, Yu Wenlei pouted slightly, is his popularity so bad?

......

At the end of today's morning exercise, Yuwen Lei ordered more than 1,800 juniors to stay, and simply practiced for half an hour, in order to see the strength level of these people.

"There are only five ...... in the Linggang Realm" Yu Wenlei frowned and muttered softly, he had previously explored the juniors under He Rui, and the Linggang Realm was more than ten times more than here.

Of course, Yu Wenlei didn't complain about anything, since more than 1,800 people believed in him and chose him, then he would naturally use all means!

The formal cultivation starts tomorrow, and after disbanding the Yang family juniors, he returned to his residence, just now, he has already inquired about Yang Wuzhong's residence from the Yang family juniors, and he only waited for the night to act!

Yuwen Lei meditated and cultivated in the room, sinking day by day, time passed little by little, and it was not until night fell that he withdrew from the cultivation state.

The palm wind shook, Yuwen Lei's figure swept out of the door, and a pitch-black afterimage flew off the wall in the night sky, flickering and flickering. Soon, he landed in the backyard of the Yang family.

Yuwen Lei's expression was solemn, and he collected his breath as much as possible, and quietly approached in the night. When he saw a team of guards passing by, he was about to avoid it, but the next moment, his eyes were focused on one person!

"Hmm, it's Yang Wuzhong!"

Sou!

Yuwenlei accidentally saw a black shadow, this black shadow was also avoiding the guards, but was discovered by Yuwenlei hidden in the shadows! It was Yang Wuzhong, he was the seventh master of the Yang family, how could he be so sneaky, and he was still wearing a black dress, as if he was about to sneak out of the backyard of the Yang family......

Yuwen Lei was very puzzled, continued to restrain his breath, and turned to follow Yang Wuzhong. He didn't dare to follow too closely, let alone use his mental power to investigate, but followed quietly from a distance. Fortunately, it seems that Yang Wuzhong didn't dare to explore at will, so he didn't find Yuwenlei.

Whoosh!

The two figures moved unhurriedly in the dark night, Yang Wuzhong sneaked out of the backyard and went to the west, while Yuwen Lei waited for him to walk a distance before following up.

"This ...... It turned out to be this direction, could it be that Yang Wuzhong was going to Xiyuan?" Yuwenlei secretly thought in his heart, Yang Wuzhong didn't seem to be going out of the mansion, but went to the location of Xiyuan.

Yuwenlei went to Xiyuan once, and this road was quite familiar, so he didn't lose it. After about dozens of breaths, Yuwen Lei approached the core of the Xi Courtyard, and at this time, he saw Yang Wuzhong turn over and jump into a room.

Seeing this, Yu Wenlei groaned slightly, he was hesitating whether to go over, after all, it would be unsafe if he got closer.

Airplanes......

Before he could think about it, all of a sudden, he felt that he was imprisoned by death, and he couldn't even turn around and escape, and in the next moment, he was dragged up by a powerful spiritual force!

"Ah......h

Yuwen Lei couldn't help but make a sound, but he felt that the sound seemed to be cut off by spiritual power, and it couldn't be transmitted at all, he grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground, and his body finally floated up uncontrollably, and in the blink of an eye, he was caught in that room.

"Ah, ahem, ahem......"

Yuwen Lei was choked by an old hand, and he didn't have time to parry the sudden shock, but fortunately, the other party didn't kill him immediately.

"You...... You, you're Granny Hee. Yuwen Lei forcibly spit out a dry sentence, and it was the unfathomable Granny Xi who was in the stone steps that day who shot at him, and next to Granny Xi, Yang Wuzhong, the seventh master of the Yang family, frowned deeply, and looked at Yu Wenlei in disbelief.

"Little one, what is the purpose of you following the bell?"

Granny Xi opened her mouth gently, but her words contained spiritual power, which penetrated into his mud pill palace, and the shock was buzzing, if it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that she could only answer obediently in fright.

Yuwen Lei endured it strongly, his thoughts were flying, at this time, in the face of an old monster at the level of an old monk who was as strong as a jealous old monk, he had no way to get out at all, so he had to gamble!

"Yang Qi...... Yang Qiye! Yes...... Yang, Yang Xinghe called me to ......" (To be continued.) )