738: C738 He Would Ask Him out in front of His Ancestors

C738 He Would Ask Him out in front of His Ancestors

Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and chased after them.

"I heard that you don't really want it, and you're even a bit disgusted with it?"

"If that's the case, then return it to me."

How is that possible?

Previously, she felt that Ye Fan was lying to her, which was why she showed some dislike towards him.

But now that she knew of his expensive value, how could she possibly return it?

"Tsk, you still have the nerve to take back the things you gave me? Are you still a man?"

"Didn't you say that it's useless to keep it in your hands? Then leave it with me."

Ye Fan snorted coldly in his heart.

Little girl, it would be a piece of cake to fool someone like you.

Not to mention that he had only given out three of them, even if he gave out ten thousand, he would still be able to get them back.

"Alright then, I'll leave it to you to take care of. Don't lose it."

" Okay, don't worry."

Anyang's eyes suddenly became much gentler as she looked at the bracelet full of happiness.

"Oh right, what is the name of this bracelet?"

"Tianshu is the head of the Seven Star Bodhi."

"Wow, it sounds so cool."

"That's right. I'll definitely give you the most precious one."

"Hehe, at least you know how to behave."

The two of them chatted passionately.

A few angry roars suddenly rang in their ears.

"Trash, I don't even know what's the use of raising you!"

"How many resources did the family allocate to you? Even a blockhead can now step into the Transforming Strength stage. As for you! You are still an inner strength warrior, how embarrassing would it be to say it out loud?"

The two of them looked at each other and slowly walked out of the room.

The voice came from the courtyard.

The hall was wide open.

He could see the inside of the hall.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, and the one who was scolded was Hu Junye.

He lowered his head, and his face was full of grievance.

"I don't want to become a powerful person? But no matter how hard I try, even if I can't achieve it, is it still my fault?"

"Bullshit!"

"Why did I give birth to such a useless son like you?"

"Look at Chung Ju. He's one year younger than you. He became a powerful warrior of Transforming Strength a year ago."

The middle-aged man pointed at the young man beside him and said.

His tone was filled with envy.

All parents in the world were united.

They all wanted their children to become dragons.

But there were only a few dragons, how much could they achieve?

Anyang sighed slightly.

"Fatty Hu is so pitiful. He usually looks bright and bright, but he has to suffer such injustice at home."

"As expected, other people's children are the real children."

Ye Fan did not think it was a big deal.

"At least Fatty Hu is good at learning and has a lot of knowledge. This is not something an ordinary martial artist can achieve."

"The key lies in the world of martial artists. If one's realm is not high enough, they will be looked down upon by others."

...

"Chung Ju? Hmph, what's so good about him? Since he was young, when has his grades been better than mine?"

"He's just a boor who only knows how to cultivate."

Hu Junye was obviously not convinced.

He and Chung Ju had grown up since they were young. Apart from their cultivation speed, they had far surpassed him in everything else.

However, his father could not see his shining points. He would always use this point to deny himself.

It hurt people's hearts, June's Cold.

He was really helpless and helpless.

If not for the fact that he wanted to improve faster, he would not have asked Ye Fan to transfer to any horizontal training class.

Although he looked fat, he actually didn't like horizontal training at all.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly.

"What's the use of learning well? Let me tell you something, something without ambition."

...

"Sigh, I can catch up after learning, but it's really too hard to catch up with cultivation."

Anyang could be said to have experienced it deeply.

This kind of thing was too fond of talent.

With poor talent, even if she trained for a hundred years, she would not be able to break through to the Transforming Strength stage.

And with good talent, just like Ye Fan, he would be able to rank as a Grandmaster at the age of twenty.

Comparisons between people were really infuriating.

Ye Fan shook his head silently. "Who said that cultivation can't catch up? As long as you pay attention to the method, you still need an awesome teacher."

"What do you mean? Don't tell me you want to let Fatty Hu break through to the Transforming Strength realm?"

Anyang revealed a surprised expression.

"Is it very difficult?"

Ye Fan smiled.

"Forget it. Let's go back."

"It's not good for us to get involved in their family's matters, but helping Fatty Hu is still something we should do."

"Just treat it as a surprise for him."

...

Half an hour later.

Fatty Hu finally returned to the guest room.

He forced a smile, but the moist corners of his eyes proved that he had suffered a great grievance.

"I'm really sorry. My dad wanted to talk to me about something just now, so he delayed me for a while."

"Yes, it's fine. How are your injuries?" Anyang asked.

"It's fine. It's a superficial wound. It's not a problem."

Fatty Hu patted his chest stubbornly, but a painful expression appeared on his face.

It was obvious that it had affected a certain nerve.

"Trying to be brave?"

"Fatty, I won't say thanks."

"Do you want to slap that Chung Ju in the face?"

Ye Fan asked with a burning gaze.

Although the two of them had just left the main hall.

However, Ye Fan had been paying close attention to the development of the matter with his Fiery Golden Eyes.

Later on, Fatty Hu's father stopped scolding and became Chung Ju's greatest asset.

That was called showing off his power and showing off his power.

It was like he was rubbing Fatty Hu's face on the ground.

He even suggested a competition.

Using Transforming Strength to fight with inner strength.

To think that he would say it out loud.

"Yes!"

Fatty Hu said without hesitation.

"Brother, do you have a way to help me?"

His eyes lit up.

"Could it be that you want to use the strength of a Grandmaster to help me set up a trap in a duel?"

"Haha, even though it's somewhat despicable, it's fine as long as you can win. I'm really too oppressed."

"Eh, that's not right. How do you guys know about him?"

Ye Fan said angrily.

"You have too many questions. I will answer them one by one."

"First of all, your father scolded us so loudly. Unless we are deaf, it is impossible for us not to know."

"Second, I am still unable to do such a despicable thing, so I have decided to let you personally beat him"

"Third, even if I don't set a trap, I can still help you win. Do you believe me?"

Hm?

Hu Junye was slightly stunned.

After that, his small eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"That's impossible. He's a full realm higher than me. I don't even think he can fight Zhong Ru."

"I almost died fighting Zhong Ru, and I don't have the confidence to fight him!"

Ye Fan shook his head. "I'm just asking if you believe me or not."

"I believe you. I will believe you if you tell me."

Hu Junye said seriously.

"Alright. Then go and ask him out right now. Ask him out in front of your father, your mother, his father, his mother and eight generations of his ancestors."

"Tomorrow at this time, we will have a decisive battle with him."

In fact, Ye Fan was also holding back his anger.

No matter what, Hu Junye was his friend now, and Anyang was even more seriously injured.

If he could not even help with this little bit of help, then his face would be devoid of light.

"Ah?"

Hu Junye smiled bitterly, not daring to do so in his heart.

He was too afraid of losing.

After losing, he probably wouldn't be able to raise his head in the family for the rest of his life.2

Immediately after, he raised his head and solemnly glanced at the two of them.

Ye Fan still looked calm and composed.

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