5 The Family Competition 2

After the match most of the young people started commenting on Lin Ye.

Who knew her? Was not she a branching family? With that ability, some of them took note of it.

After another 30 min of fights.

"Che'er seems like we have good talents Ru Ye is only 17 and already this 3rd level of spiritual movement, he is possibly one of the best candidates for 1st place"

Said the Leader of the family to Che Ye.

"...."

Indifferent as ever, Che Ye took another cup of tea and began to drink staring at the next fight.

"Yan Ye and Sun Ye"

Said the man who announced the fights.

Yan Ye raised his eyebrows slightly in a bow.

Obviously he asked his grandfather who was one of the elders of the main family to get revenge for not having gotten what he wanted 2 years ago, truly petty and spiteful little pamper.

Yan Ye stood on the stage with a slightly depressed expression. His sister Lin Ye could only be worried and watch the development with the crowd.

Yan Ye had grown, her skin still white with a slight Jade. Her beauty had a slight feminine touch, and with every step she took seemed to contain hesitation. Her lips were now as pale as a peach rose.

The girls could easily fall in love with her beauty, but unfortunately he was a known junk, and in that place would a woman choose the beauty of a useless cultivator? Even if she had some status she would eventually deteriorate over time. the force was respected. Few women in this world would stand beside a useless or uncultivated woman, women want to be protected, they want status, money, fame ...

The boy on the other side had grown up too. It was Sun Ye who still looked up as if he were above all, his hair was blond and short, his features were not ugly, but they did not contain a trace of kindness, the yellow in his clothes were very strong and hurt her eyes, clearly high-class and imbued with jewels, but she was so flashy that she lost the impression, as if she only intended to get everyone's attention.

"It seems that I am going to crush the great garbage of the family and become a disciple of the main family"

Sun Ye who was rising on stage cried out to everyone to provoke Yan Ye.

'Yan Ye!' Lin Ye was almost crying with concern. She who convinced him to try to compete to broaden his horizons, she thought that perhaps through a battle he could release what was holding him or maybe give up cultivation. She suffered a lot in those two years. Every time her little brother tried to cultivate he suffered an enormous amount of pain, but he kept on trying and incessantly, but in the end he only reached 2nd level of spiritual formation. If he did not get any improvement in this competition he would convince him to become a non-cultivator, even if he did not be a glamorous life and full of dreams, could still live a good life and be happy. She still had some talent, could still do the best for her brother to have a good and comfortable life.

His thoughts were soon cut short by several young men.

"Pathetic! Is this the family's biggest junk that has been a year and a half on the first level of spiritual formation?"

"How ridiculous! Does he still have the guts to show up?"

It was a long time of provocation. Every day that he was going to get water in the river he was provoked, and he could not do anything. It was good that the family forbade gratuitous violence, if not he probably already would have been beaten for the fun of idiots.

It was not long before Yan Ye was defeated. Sun Ye was on the 8th level of body fortification. He simply ran to Yan Ye and kicked him hard. The feet shook in Yan Ye's stomach that at the same time was brutally pushed back by the force of the chute.Ele lost in 1 move!

A bang and Yan Ye was shivering on the floor spitting blood.

Lying on the floor he felt 3 of his ribs broken and his whole body was sore from the impact.

"Arfh Arfh" Yan Ye could only search for air with pain and faint.

As Sun Ye was excited by what he was seeing, with a provocative smile on his lips like a demonic beast peering at his prey. He was holding himself so as not to break Yan Ye piece by piece and watch him squirm in pain, cry for help and beg by death.

"Victory of Sun Ye!"

It was announced.

In the blink of an eye, Che Ye was in the center of the stage with his hair and his clothes being slightly blown away by the wind, it looked like a heavenly being who had decided to land.

Everyone was surprised, they never saw the young master Che Ye use his speed and in a blink of an eye he had moved so.

Whispers came up on all sides commenting on his surprise.

Even his father was his father was surprised, he knew he could not do that even being of the same level as his son.

He was only proud of his heart. A 12-year-old boy, already a Grand Master, had never appeared in the history of the country. He knew that his son was destined to dominate everything under the sky.

"Youn ... Youn ... Young Master Sun Ye Pay You Respect"

He stammered nervously at Che Ye's aura, making his breathing difficult.

Che Ye lifted his finger toward Yan Ye Ye completely ignoring Sun Ye and his body fainted levitated at the same height as the finger.

"Che'er ..."

The family leader tried to speak before the bodies of Yan Ye and Che Ye became post-images and disappeared without trace in the air.

Everyone's surprise was not over yet.

Comments emerged from all sides with more force.

"The young master is so fast!"

"Amazing!"

"Why did the young master take that garbage?"

"Argh! I wanted so badly that the young master takes me away!"

"If I were the young Master's disciple I'm sure he would light up to heaven!"

A calm atmosphere now was a real mess.

A loud and serious voice cut off the conversation with its powerful aura.

"Good, let's continue"