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At this moment, in a yard, a young man had just finished his training. He walked to the side of a dignified woman and sat down.

This person was Zhao Yiming's big brother, Zhao Zhenyu. His cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Refinement Realm. He was First Expert of the Zhao Family young generation, and was also known as the number one genius.

And this woman was Zhao Zhenyu's mother, Zhao Hu's original wife, Zhang Yuan. She was also the younger sister of the Banyan City City Lord Zhang Wenchang, and could be said to cover the sky with one hand even if she was in the Zhao Family.

Zhang Yuan's skin was extremely tender, as if she could pinch water out of it. Her face was suffused with a rosy red glow, and her beautiful eyes gazed over at Liuxi, her beauty unfathomable. Compared to those young girls, she had even more the charm of a mature woman.

Zhang Yuan held a handkerchief in her hand, and gently wiped the sweat on her face. With a pampered expression, she said, "Don't work too hard yourself. You can't be too quick, you mustn't hurt your body."

Zhao Zhenyu immediately cupped his hands and said, "Your son naturally knows that I have made mother worry. However, I feel like I am just a step away from entering the Qi Condensation Stage. "

Seeing that his son was knowledgeable, a few more traces of love appeared in Zhang Yuan's eyes. He smiled and said, "Have you heard about the matters at the drill grounds today?"

Zhao Zhenyu nodded and said, "Your son has already heard the report from the servants, I never thought that Third Brother's cover would be this deep! His skills have not only reached the Strength Refining Quintuple Stage, but he can also receive the three palm strikes of the Sixth Elder. "

Hearing Zhao Zhenyu's words, Zhang Yuan became very angry. The charming voice berated: "He is only the son of a bitch, how can she be worthy to be your brother! If I ever hear you call him Third Brother again in the future, I won't care about you anymore. "

Zhao Zhenyu stood up in fear, hurriedly bowed and admitted his mistake: "Mother, don't be angry, it was your son's slip of tongue. It won't be like this ever again! "

Zhang Yuan still stood there with a straight face, but to see Zhao Zhenyu's terrified expression. She couldn't help but giggle, a laugh that could be said to cause the flowers to lose their color.

Zhang Yuan continued: "But this brat is outside of our expectations, shouldn't he be a crippled Root Bone? "How could he suddenly be able to cultivate and even have such a high level of cultivation?!"

Zhao Zhenyu also frowned, but immediately said disapprovingly: "Regarding this point, I am also extremely confused. However, this is nothing special, it's just the Strength Training Quintuple Stage! "

Zhang Yuan shook her head and said thoughtfully: "No matter what, we cannot be careless. Your Second Brother is already a big threat to us, we can't let this brat grow. This position of Family Head must belong to you. Any situation that might pose a threat to us must be nipped in the bud. "

As the saying goes, the most poisonous thing is the heart of a woman. When Zhang Yuan said those last words, her face was filled with malevolence. For her son, she would do anything!

Although Zhao Zhenyu disapproved a little, he was unwilling to disappoint his mother. He nodded his head and said: "Since mother is so worried, then in terms of Hunting Convention, I will conveniently eliminate him."

Zhang Yuan nodded and without saying a word, she stood up and walked towards her room.

Zhao Zhenyu bowed to send her off, but when he raised his head and looked at his mother's enchanting back, his eyes were filled with love.

In a lush bamboo forest, a young man in black was sitting cross-legged on the ground. His eyes were closed tight, and he had a handful of Longsword on his knees.

A cool breeze blew by, blowing the bamboo leaves that filled the sky away. The black clothed man abruptly opened his eyes, and his entire body leapt into the air. The Longsword in his hand angrily took out its scabbard. It continuously flashed about, and each piece of bamboo leaf was evenly split into two halves.

The man in black sheathed his sword and fell to the ground. Clapping sounds came from outside the bamboo forest. An elder bowed, clapped his hands and walked closer: "Young Master's sword skills have improved a lot, and you have already mastered the essence of the Ye Family! Miss can finally rest in peace underground. "

This man in black was Zhao Yiming's Second Brother, and this hunchbacked old man was the Uncle Fu who had married her mother. His mother, who was the apple of the eye of a swordsman of the first generation, was attracted by Zhao Hu's heroic bearing. Regardless of his father's objections, she was willing to marry him and become a child.

Originally, his mother, relying on his grandfather's fame, had lived quite happily in this family. However, his grandfather died in the hands of an adulterer in a battle.

Suddenly, their lives changed drastically as his mother continued to be bullied by Zhang Yuan. In the end, she died of depression and hatred!

But he was different from Zhao Yiming, he had displayed an extremely strong cultivating talent since young, and was also a good orange Root Bone. So his days were okay, but there was always a wave of hatred in his heart!

Zhao Zhenlin had always treated Zhang Yuan as his mother's enemy, and at the same time, viewed his big brother Zhao Zhenyu as his mortal enemy. In a situation where he lacked the assistance of pills, he was still able to match up against Zhao Zhenyu in terms of cultivation.

Zhao Zhenlin took the towel that Uncle Fu gave him, wiped the sweat off his forehead and said: "I must beat Zhao Zhenyu, and step into the Qi Condensation Stage before him. As long as I'm here, he'll want to become the Family Head's dream!"

At this moment, Uncle Fu said from the side, "As expected, none of the disciples of Zhao Family are easy to deal with. This Zhao Yiming has endured for so many years.

Zhao Zhenlin coldly snorted and said: "My third brother is indeed worthy of respect, but unfortunately, he has not reached home yet! It's just a mere Refining Quintuple Stage, I'm afraid that won't be able to accomplish anything big? "

Uncle Fu looked like his grandfather was looking at his grandson, and lovingly said to Zhao Zhenlin: "My view is the complete opposite of Young Master's.

If a person was bullied for a long period of time, they could not release this flame. As time passed, he would let nature take its course and slowly become his own.

The reason he chose to erupt at this point in time was because he could display his strength and gain the attention of others! Secondly, he wasn't very strong. Many people might not even be able to count him in their calculations! To have such a scheme at such a young age, his temperament is truly frightening. "

Zhao Zhenlin's eyes lit up as he looked at Uncle Fu and said, "Making me the Family Head is my mother's last wish! No matter who it is, as long as they become my obstacle, I will kick them out.

This time, let me have a good chat with Third Brother about Hunting Convention! " Uncle Fu nodded seriously, and both of them revealed a sinister smile.