Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Hurry Up

readx;? And as these teenagers walked on stage, only one of the clansmen next to them began to raise their voices and preach one by one: "Please ......"

"The son of the three elders of the Wen family, Wen Wuxian!"

"Son of the Four Elders, Wen Yuhui!"

"Son of the Five Elders, Wen Yu!"

"The daughter of the six elders, Wen Yue'er!"

"Son of the Seven Elders, Wen Pengfei!"

"Son of the Eighth Elder, Wen Qingfeng!"

"Son of the Nine Elders, Wen Hai Turtle!"

"Ten old sons, Wen Ritian!"

"Eleventh Elder's son, Wen Yifeng!"

"The daughter of the Twelve Elders, Wen Yu, take a seat on the stage!"

Ten young children of the Wen family, one by one, like stars, appeared on the stage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

It is the child of the elder family of the Twelve Halls.

Wen Feng secretly smiled coldly: "Wen Yue'er, Wen Pengfei?"

"Hey, a couple of old friends are meeting again. ”

As the clansman finished reading, I saw ten people walking up to the stage with their heads held high, extremely proud, and then walked to the ten luxurious chairs and sat down leisurely.

There are those who proudly hold their chests, those who cross Erlang's legs, and those who hold knives and fingernails.

One by one, they coaxed and contempted.

It seems that the other children of the Wen family who are fighting fiercely in the center of the scene at this time are regarded as two goods.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they slammed and talked about it. Input to the website: heiyaпge to watch the intoxicated Zhang Jie

"This ...... What kind of moth is coming out of it?"

"What do you mean, in the past, there was an elite competition, but there has never been such a pomp?"

"Rub, this is clearly to show that the children of their twelve elders are powerful, all of them are big stars, and they all have luxurious seats...... Hehe, our children, it's especially for others to be used as a foil......"

"Hey, it looks like that's what it means!"

Everyone in the audience was talking about each other, and the young children on the stage also showed their expressions of indignation.

"Why!"

"Why do they have plush seats and we all have to stand on the sidelines?"

"Let's draw lots one by one, while they sit there and watch the excitement?"

"What do you mean, is it because we're stupidly finished comparing here that it's their turn to make their debut?"

"This kind of differential treatment is simply unfair!"

Everyone was indignant.

Wen Yuntian glanced around, sneered contemptuously, and then said loudly: "It seems that everyone doesn't understand the new measures of this Wen family elite competition?

"Hmph, the reason why such a measure was introduced is to tell all of you a truth. ”

"The strong can get glory, and the weak must kneel and lick!"

"This is the purpose of this elite competition of our Wen family!"

"It's all optimistic, these ten seats, only those who have the ability and ability can sit down!"

"Those who have no ability and useless garbage can only stand on the side!"

"You don't need to be unwilling, don't be unconvinced, have the ability, speak with strength!"

"After the unanimous approval of the twelve elders of my Wen family, the ten people who are sitting on the top ten luxury seats now are the ten strongest people among the current young children of my Wen family!"

"If you don't accept it, it's okay, as long as you can defeat any of them, you can naturally take their place, and you will also have a luxurious seat!"

"Do you get it?"

After Wen Yuntian finished sneering, he turned to Huangfu Jiangshan and said with a sycophant: "Lord Zhenshou, these ten teenagers who appear now are the true essence of our Wen family. ”

"Under the children of the twelve elders of the dragon and tiger, they are all ants!"

"In fact, if you want to watch a wonderful performance, you only need to watch them compete. ”

Huangfu Jiangshan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the children of the elders of the Twelve Halls are all young and promising, and when I see them today, they are really young heroes!"

"I'm looking forward to seeing what they're going to do next. ”

"Hehe, what Elder Wen Er said is right, the strong in my Yunzhong Town are respected, and the weak must kneel and lick them!"

"If you don't accept it, you will bring about your own destruction!"

After Huangfu Jiangshan finished speaking, Sen Ran glanced at Wen Xiaotian, then picked up a cup of fragrant tea and took a sip.

Wen Xiaotian's face was expressionless.

Everyone in the audience was silent and could only accept the reality.

The young children on the stage could only continue to fight helplessly.

It's just that now when I fight again, I always feel uncomfortable and very unhappy.

However, Wen Wuxian and the other ten elders' children were arrogant and arrogant, watching the competition in the six fields, smiling, and judging their heads.

"Hey, look at those two stupid forks!"

"I'm rubbing, at their level, and I'm embarrassed to come out and be embarrassed?"

"Haha, don't say it, look at the goods over there...... Hey, it's so nice to fight, look at that kick, it's so ecstatic, is that the rhythm of kicking to the ****?"

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing this contemptuous laughter, where could the two teenagers who were competing in the field still concentrate on the competition, one of them stopped and said loudly: "What do you mean!"

"We are better than ours, why should you make fun of us!"

"Yo, I'm not happy!"

"Do you have the right to be unhappy?"

Wen Pengfei, the son of the Seven Elders, stood up at this time, pointed at the Wen family boy with his hand, and said contemptuously: "What's the matter, Wen Ping, say that you are a ****, why don't you like to listen to it?"

Wen Ping's face was flushed, and he said loudly: "Either you will go down to compare, or you will sit and watch, and say cool words and curse people on the side, how can we compare?"

"I'm rubbing, you're still not satisfied!"

"Just because of the two of you ****, let the master look in the eyesway!

After Wen Pengfei finished speaking, he suddenly walked over, and suddenly punched out with his left hand.

Wen Ping hurriedly dodged, but he didn't expect Wen Pengfei's left fist to just make a false move, and then his right palm instigated.

only heard a snap, and he slapped Wen Ping's neck with a palm, directly instigating Wen Ping to fly out!

Although Wen Pengfei's palm did not use martial arts, he also used seven or eight successes, and the force was extremely fierce, and he immediately instigated Wen Ping to the field and fell to the ground fiercely.

Wen Pengfei suddenly stepped forward, pointed with his hand, and said wildly: "Grass, how can a powerful fifth-level player dare to chirp with me?"

"Brother has already cultivated to the eighth level of strength in the martial arts school, what's the matter, scolding you for not convincing?"

"Isn't it cool this time?"

Wen Ping struggled to stand up, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to reply.

And Wen Ping's parents are also ashamed.

Wen Pengfei scolded loudly, complacent, and then glanced at the kid who was standing stupidly next to him and fighting against Wen Ping just now, and said contemptuously: "You also want to find a fan, why don't you hurry up!"

"Kick you off, okay?"

The boy blushed and lowered his head, so he had to step off the stage by himself.

Wen Pengfei was finally satisfied.

He glanced proudly at everyone around him, then sneered contemptuously and returned to his seat.