"I don't know which adult came to this mansion and wanted to see it?"

At this moment, the three remaining powerhouses of the Cheng clan actually agreed with Cheng Yingjun's previous thoughts.

Just as the three of them were looking around, the sound of footsteps sounded on the high platform.

But it was Cheng Fan who set off, crossed over Cheng Wolf, crossed Cheng Hu, crossed Cheng Xiaotian, crossed Cheng Yingjun, and came to the edge of the other side of the high platform, condescendingly, looking down at the three middle-aged men not far away.

On the ground, Cheng Xiaotian only saw a pair of cyan cloth shoes stepping past him, without the slightest pause, as if he didn't exist.

This feeling of being completely ignored and forgotten made Cheng Xiaotian extremely distracted.

Cheng Yingjun saw a pair of cyan cloth shoes resting on the edge of the high platform, he tried hard, he wanted to raise his head to see who had made him so miserable.

However, the grandmaster's coercion is not something that a small seven-star martial artist can resist, and the "gathering qi" for a long time is still useless, and he is still unable to move.

Just when Cheng Yingjun was secretly hurting himself, he suddenly heard Cheng Yingjie, the elder of the second clan, exclaim: "This adult? No, you are Cheng Fan, why are you still here?"

Regarding Cheng Fan's matter, Cheng Yinghao and Cheng Yingjie of the big clan once discussed it deliberately, and the final result was also done in accordance with the old man's proposal.

Relatively speaking, Cheng Xiaoer is the descendant of the Cheng family, and he Cheng Fan is just a branch child, Cheng Yingjie naturally knows how to choose.

Therefore, he can still see Cheng Fan today, but Cheng Yingjie is extremely puzzled, according to his understanding of the elder of the big clan, as long as the other party starts to do things, he has always been as stable as Mount Tai, how can he not handle this little thing well and let this junior come here.

"Cheng Fan, I know you don't give up, but although we do this for our own benefit, we also take care of you, right, there is a mortality rate in the trial assessment, and many people will die in every assessment competition, so we are also out of your strength, so let Lao Jiu do it for you. You're still young, but you're only sixteen, and there's still a chance. ”

"Besides, is your strength enough?" the old man of the big clan said bitterly: "The previous ten disciples, we all know the level of strength, so we didn't conduct another combat effectiveness test, if you really don't give up, then come and participate in the combat effectiveness assessment, let us see if you are qualified?"

The minimum requirement for participants in the Chitan Martial Arts Gym Training Tournament is to reach the three-star martial artist level.

And the three-star martial artist needs to condense forty layers of bronze film, so the old Cheng Yinghao of the big clan does not think that Cheng Fan, a three-no-person with no father, no mother and no resources, can do it.

"Heh~"

Cheng Fan let out a sneer and said with a strange smile: "Don't you particularly want to know what happened here? I have always been here, and I know everything that happened here." ”

"You know, why don't you say it quickly?" the patriarch couldn't sit still when he became a hero, after all, this matter was too important.

This means whether their Cheng family can participate in the assessment competition this year.

It also means that they will become a clan in the future......

"I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell the truth. Cheng Fan sneered.

"Believe it or not, it's our business, why don't you hurry up. The old Cheng Yingjie of the two clans urged.

"Hmph!" Cheng Fan shook his head: "With your attitude, you still want to ask someone to do something?" ”

"You dead boy, don't tell me quickly, when is this coming, don't tell the truth. The old Cheng Yingjie of the two clans hated iron and scolded.

"Do you really want to know?" Cheng Fan smiled weirdly: "Okay, let our young patriarch talk about it." ”

After speaking, as soon as Cheng Fan's spiritual power moved, he completely revoked the emperor's aura that was oppressed on Cheng Xiaotian's body.

The area of the martial arts square is not big, for martial artists, as long as people speak, everyone can hear it clearly, not to mention that the volume of the conversation between several people at this moment is very loud, Cheng Xiaotian and the others can naturally hear it.

In a trance, Cheng Xiaotian immediately noticed that the terrifying and inexplicable pressure on his body was empty, and the whole person seemed to have been rescued from a drowning state.

Cheng Xiaotian stumbled up, his steps were vain, and he walked silently past the handsome side of the fourth uncle, with a blank face.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

Walking down the steps step by step, Cheng Xiaotian walked behind Cheng Fan like a sleepwalking person, when he gradually got used to coming back to his senses, when he saw the familiar figure in front of him, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground and let out a shocking howl: "Devil, you are the devil~"

"Son, son, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Yingying was very distressed when he saw his son become such a lost look, he strode over, pulled Cheng Xiaotian down behind his home, and comforted: "Xiaotian, don't be afraid, Dad is here, with Dad here, no one can bully you." ”

"Dad~" Seeing that he was one of the two people closest to him and the best to protect himself, Cheng Xiaotian couldn't control his emotions anymore, hugged his father from behind, and cried.

Although he has always been a well-known young patriarch in the Cheng family, he is now a four-star low-level cultivator in the martial arts realm, and he can be regarded as young and promising.

But even so, Cheng Xiaotian is still a big boy who has just become an adult, he will be afraid, he still has a lot of things that he can't bear alone, the road ahead is still long, long, and he still needs his family to accompany him~

"Xiaotian, don't be afraid, tell Dad, what's going on here, why are you all here?"

Although it was just a glance before, for a martial arts powerhouse like Cheng Yingxing, it was enough to see all the scenes clearly.

The high platform with an area of only a little bit was lying eleven figures at that moment, including Cheng Yingjun, the second master of the family, which was simply difficult for him to accept.

Therefore, it is normal to see his son, so Cheng Yingying can't wait to know what happened.

"Dad!" Cheng Xiaotian has lived independently since he was a child, with a tough personality, and he gradually recovered, "Dad, what you see right now is caused by Cheng Fan, he is a person who has a deep and deep endurance, and his methods are very powerful, and he can do witchcraft!"

"Witchcraft, how is it possible?" Cheng Yingying heard this, and didn't believe what his son said at all.

In fact, don't say that Cheng Hero doesn't believe it, even the old Cheng Yinghao of the big clan and the old Cheng Yingjie of the second clan who are standing opposite them don't believe it, they all feel that it is fantastical.

In these years, what kind of magic can quietly suppress a seven-star martial arts powerhouse Cheng Yingjun?

"Dad, what I said is true, it's all true, I don't believe you ask anyone else. Cheng Xiaotian saw that his father didn't believe him, and he showed a very disappointed and sad look to himself, his heart tightened, and he said quickly: "Elder of the clan, your son Cheng Xiao'er has the most personal experience, if you don't believe it, just ask him to ask." ”

"Hehe~" The old man of the clan didn't answer, just laughed a few times, he didn't have the leisure time to listen to these nonsense.

He began to walk past the crowd and towards the high platform.

Listening to what Cheng Xiaotian meant, his youngest son was still lying on the high platform at this time, and the situation was unknown, so he needed to hurry up and take a look.

......

While these people were arguing, the old Cheng Yingjun of the three clans who was lying on the high platform behind them heard all the words clearly, and a wry smile immediately appeared on his heroic and handsome face: "I can actually be easily suppressed by a sixteen-year-old boy and unable to move? This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"