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The two of them spoke like that just now, so Yun Tianyang naturally understood their intentions. However, seeing that Yang Xibai was still acting this way, he felt relieved.

"Senior Yang, since you have appeared, can you allow us to say a few words?" Jiang Ting gasped for breath, and said.

On the other side, Mu Yi's face was completely red, he could not even utter a word.

"Sure." As Yang Xibai casually waved his withered hand, Jiang Ting felt that the mountain-like pressure on his body was no longer present.

At the same time, the flames within the Inhibition Formation, gradually disappeared as well.

"If you have something to say, say it." Even though Yang Xibai was no longer as cold and detached as before, he was still very distant from them.

"You are the ancestor of my Yang Family, so logically speaking, it is your freedom to pass down your inheritance to someone. However, you can't go overboard, right?" Mu Yi started to speak, and didn't pay much attention to anything else. Just now, he had almost died in the midst of that Inhibition Formation.

"Didn't you see that this person was wearing only two skins? Even if I don't say how talented I am, I am at least stronger than him. Most importantly, do you really not know that this person has a way to deal with others in person? "

All of his dissatisfaction, all of his depression, and even all of his resentment had been voiced out through these words.

Jiang Ting lightly patted Mu Yi's shoulder, giving him some encouragement.

This was because Jiang Ting saw that even though Mu Yi was trying his best to maintain his calm, those tightly clenched fists, and those bluish-white fingertips, proved that his current state of mind was not that calm.

As you said, who I am willing to give my inheritance to is my freedom. If you weren't her descendant, I would never be this polite to you. Yang Xibai once again carried a trace of indifference and firmly stuck to his previous decision.

"Since he wants to inherit my Yang Family's inheritance, at the very least, my Yang Family's people must be convinced. I'll come challenge Yun Tianyang right now, do you dare to accept my challenge!?" Mu Yi stared coldly at Yun Tianyang. He felt that if he did not fight, he would never be able to take this anger out!

Hearing Mu Yi's words, Yun Tianyang's face immediately changed.

Although right now, Yang Xibai looked like a late stage old man, he was also an extremely strong person.

Yun Tianyang was very clear about this point.

If Yang Xibai challenged him now, and Yang Xibai allowed him to accept the challenge, he would be in great danger. This Mu Yi, he might not use some sort of method to deal with him!

As the master, Yang Xibai was the clearest about just how strong Yun Tianyang was.

Therefore, for a moment, Yang Xibai was actually silent.

Mu Yi had waited for three breaths of time, but Yang Xibai actually didn't give him any time to react.

"Yang Xibai, you took in your own disciples, and even passed your inheritance with Yang Family all over it to him, but you don't even dare to accept my challenge. Even if he has your legacy, he's already been stepped on beneath my feet!" Mu Yi said arrogantly.

At the same time, he addressed his ancestor by his first name.

Seemingly this way, he couldn't quell the anger in his heart. Taking a step forward, he directly pointed at Yun Tianyang and said: "Yun Tianyang, this father will say it here, even if you receive Yang Xibai's inheritance, before long, you will still reach my hands. You are destined to be trampled under my feet!"

When Mu Yi said these words, he actually didn't stutter at all.

This seemed to be Mu Yi's dignity.

He had to get it from this Yun Tianyang's hands, and it was very domineering.

Jiang Ting couldn't help but smile at Mu Yi. This was the real Mu Yi.

"Big Brother Mu Yi, I will definitely help you!" Jiang Ting said with determination.

This time, Yang Xibai's gaze did not leave the two of them, but the bottom of his heart was slightly moved. However, he still did not say anything.

"Yang Xibai, if you feel that Yun Tianyang cannot defeat me, then admit it, I will leave with my brother, and will definitely not make things difficult for him!" Mu Yi kept pressing on, forcing Yun Tianyang and Yang Xibai to speak.

The current Mu Yi did not even take Yang Xibai as his own ancestor, he was already completely disappointed.

"Alright, I agree!" In the face of such coercion from Mu Yi, Yang Xibai could no longer remain silent. Or perhaps, the silence from earlier, was truly depressing.

Yun Tianyang almost sat on the ground. Wouldn't this mean that I'm sending him to his death?

However, Yang Xibai's next sentence instantly reversed the situation, causing him to almost sit on the ground.

"However, he's my disciple, and currently, we are preparing the Heavenly Tribulation. It's not suitable for us to spar, so I'll spar with you in his place!"

These were Yang Xibai's indifferent words, as if he didn't know what was wrong with speaking like this.

Even Jiang Ting was shocked to the point that his jaw dropped. This Yang Xibai, why is he so blessed?

Looking at Yun Tianyang's arrogant appearance, Jiang Ting and Mu Yi were about to explode in anger!

"As for what we are competing in, you tell us!" This time, Yang Xibai started to force Mu Yi.

Just as Mu Yi wanted to speak, he was pulled back by Jiang Ting.

Mu Yi looked at Jiang Ting in puzzlement.

Jiang Ting had already opened his mouth and said: "Senior Yang, since you are replacing your disciple, then I will replace my brother. After all, your cultivation is too high, and I am ashamed of myself.

Although Jiang Ting spoke with more restraint than Mu Yi, there was still a trace of resolution in his voice, because he was also a person who was unwilling to admit defeat.

"Sure." Yang Xibai acted as if he did not care about the competition at all.

Hearing the two of them agreeing, the happiest person was Yun Tianyang.

He felt that it was simply impossible for Jiang Ting to win against Yang Xibai. Even if Jiang Ting had been able to refine a third grade talisman on the spot, he firmly believed that Yang Xibai would be able to defeat Jiang Ting.

Then, without Jiang Ting's protection, it would probably be an easy task to take care of this Mu Yi himself.

Mu Yi was also very surprised.

He was not worried about Jiang Ting's restriction technique, but was worried that Jiang Ting would not be able to hold on, because had definitely spent too much energy just now.

Yang Xibai was definitely not a simple person.

"Bro, are you worried that I will lose and lose face for you?" Seeing Mu Yi's worried expression, Jiang Ting could not help but joke.

Mu Yi shook his head helplessly, and said: "Jiang Ting, you dare compete with Yang Xibai, we have already won. This competition, do you think Yang Xibai would dare to speak of it to outsiders?"

Mu Yi's words immediately made his eyes widen.

He was already magnanimous enough for a little child to call him by name. But now, this fellow actually mocked him. Did he really think he didn't have a temper?

However, Jiang Ting's next sentence almost made him lose his composure.

"Whether I say it or not, I know it. Perhaps, I might not lose. If I win by a fluke, we can say it, right?" Jiang Ting said with a smile.

Mu Yi patted Jiang Ting's shoulders and laughed: "Jiang Ting, from now on, I am no longer someone from the Yang Family. I am Mu Yi, so the honor and disgrace Yang Family has nothing to do with me."

Mu Yi's meaning was very obvious. He did not care at all about being mocked by others on Yang Family.

"Cough, cough …" Yang Xibai cleared his throat and said: "Let's talk after we win!"

In his long life, he had never encountered such an arrogant youth!

However, he had no temper to vent. The hot-bloodedness from so many years ago had actually stirred in the depths of his heart, and his emotions were a bit complicated.2

Perhaps back then, he would have really liked these two brats …

Only then did Jiang Ting turn around. All along the way, he had studied the Inhibition Formation of the tomb, so he knew about Yang Xibai's forbidden techniques, and had deliberately chosen to refine talismans, in order to avoid a clash between the Inhibition Formation s. Although the level of the Inhibition Formation was high, and a large portion of it relied on the soul cultivation of the Inhibition Formation's user and the comprehension of the forbidden technique, it was more or less related to the cultivation level.

In order to guarantee the outcome of the competition, Jiang Ting chose to refine the talismans. This, it had nothing to do with cultivation.

"Senior, let's spar on how to refine talismans. How about we compare the number of talismans in terms of grade?" Jiang Ting was not stupid, relative to the rules, he would not allow Yang Xibai to speak.

Yang Xibai felt that sparring with the teenager in front of him would harm his identity, so he allowed him to speak.

Only, when Yang Xibai heard that Jiang Ting had made this kind of competition method, he couldn't help but look deeply into Jiang Ting's eyes. This guy was very smart, and cleverly used his most powerful technique to challenge his weakest side.

This time, Yang Xibai was actually a little nervous in his heart.

"Sure."

As the two words came out of his mouth, Yang Xibai had already abandoned this kind of feeling.

"Since it's a spar, we should have a better goal. If junior wins, then please answer a few questions from junior truthfully. How about it?" Jiang Ting had still completely restrained his aura at this time.

Yang Xibai was the Martial Emperor of a generation, so it was better for him to clear up all the reasons. After all, Yang Xibai's judgement should not be like this, for Yun Tianyang was truly too lacking.

Yang Xibai seemed to understand Jiang Ting's meaning as he nodded his head, like before.

"Sure."

It was very rare for a youth who knew how to store and release things to be like this. Although Yang Xibai did not want to pass on his inheritance to them right now, from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to make things difficult for them.

"Thank you, senior." Jiang Ting seemed to be able to read Yang Xibai's gaze, and couldn't help but slightly bow to express his gratitude, and also carry a somewhat respectful tone.

Yang Xibai didn't say anymore and only nodded his head. After that, he swiped his withered palm and a faintly discernable strand of spirit energy opened up its own Cosmic Bag as he lightly said: "Let's compete in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

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