The strongest prodigal system

Gongsun Shengdong's strength is indeed beyond doubt, the best among his peers.

However, this guy is too pretentious. At first, Lin Chuan thought it was a copy of himself, but now he realizes that it is not at all. Relying on his own strength, this guy has no bottom line in pretending to be aggressive. He dares to say anything, unscrupulous.

No matter how aggressive Lin Chuan usually is, he still knows what to say and what not to say. This Gongsun Shengdong is clearly provoking, and even showing off invisibly. Easy as pie.

"Do you dare? I think it's a good thing, and I'll get involved too."

"Both you and Fang Xuan lost, Murong Zhaoxue let me play tricks."

"Don't keep silent, don't you dare?"

Gongsun Shengdong made progress and was full of confidence.

Lin Chuan didn't pay any attention to it, only a fool would fall for this aggressive method, this guy typically has bad intentions.

After entering the martial arts arena, the Gu family immediately sat apart from the Gongsun Mansion and others.

This place is located in the east of Murong Mansion. It was originally a huge open space, but now it has been transformed into a huge fighting arena. There are layers of viewing seats around the edge, which can accommodate thousands of people. It is magnificent!
At present, there are still many dignitaries who have not yet arrived. Murong Jin arranged for the Gu family and Gongsun's mansion, and then walked out of the venue soon. It seemed that there were important people who needed to be received.

Sitting next to Gu Zhaonan, Lin Chuan glanced around the audience, and saw many super rich people who often appeared in news papers. Without exception, most of them were supported by famous consortiums, and the background was very tough.

The scene was very lively and there were a lot of people. Before the official start, many people walked back and forth to say hello to Mr. Gu in person, not daring to show any disrespect.

"What are you looking at?" Gu Zhaonan touched Lin Chuan with his arm.

Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze, did not see Murong Zhaoxue, and said, "It's okay, I finally understand why you are so eager to participate in this conference. It turns out that Gongsun Shengdong deserves such a beating."

"Aren't you usually like a bird? You deserve a heinous beating." Gu Zhaonan rolled his eyes angrily.

Lin Chuan said in embarrassment: "How can I. I'm not like him, I'll do everything I can to pretend."

"You two pretend to be on equal footing, but you have different positions. You are not as annoying as he is. After everyone is here, all the contestants have to go out to draw lots, and start the competition in the order of the lottery, round by round. To advance, I hope you have better luck, don’t meet Gongsun Shengdong in the first round, it’s better to meet Fang Xuan, just deal with him first, then you don’t have to worry about it later.” Gu Zhaonan kindly pointed out.

Lin Chuan glanced at Mr. Gu who was not far away, and said softly, "What if... I met you?"

"Well, it depends on whose ability is higher. If you have that ability, I will concede if I lose, but if you don't have that ability, don't blame me. I will win this year's first place." Gu Zhaonan looked As usual, with relaxed brows and eyes, confident and extraordinary.

Lin Chuan was all over, and didn't continue to mention this topic.

Only the young talents from the four famous houses participated in the martial arts competition, and almost all the other rich and powerful families came to watch the battle.

When the conference officially starts, the contestants from their respective famous houses will collectively draw lots, and then compete with their corresponding opponents in the order of the lottery, and the winner will advance to the next round until the strongest is selected within seven days.

The rules of the conference are very fair and cruel. There are no eyes on the stage, even if you die at the hands of others, you can't blame anyone, it's just that your skills are not as good as others!
A lot of people came one after another, the conference site was crowded with people, every seat was full, and the scene was grand!
Fang Jinhe, the Patriarch of the Fang Family, came in person, causing a sensation as soon as he entered the venue.

"Fang Jinhe!"

"It's a cold war with the Murong Mansion. Look, the Murong Mansion Master didn't receive them personally, the meaning is very clear."

"Fang Xuan, this brat is simply stinky and shameless, even the humblest person is invincible."

There were repeated noises, most of which were accusations of Fang Xuan's immorality, which made the Fang family members look ugly.

Murong Jin, as the Palace Master, did not receive them personally, but received them as a veteran. This was already very disrespectful, but as soon as Fang Xuan entered the arena, Fang Xuan was scolded again, apparently slapped in the face.

And there are so many people, the Fang family can't refute, otherwise it will definitely cause even greater criticism, who made their Fang family not explain clearly?
Under the leadership of Elder Murong, Fang Jinhe walked all the way along the edge of Dalei, where there were strange colors and discussions about Feifei.

After entering the seat in the front row on the west side and sitting down, Fang Jinhe's face was blue and his eyes were red, and he said coldly: "Fang Xuan, look at what you have done!"

"It's really not me, don't you believe me?" Fang Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Fang Jinhe glared, "Don't argue with me, is there another person in the world who is exactly the same as you in height, clothes, hair, skin color and weight?"

After these words fell, Fang Xuan's throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't refute. His heart was miserable, and he was about to be wronged and wronged to death.

At this moment, Fang Xuan subconsciously felt that someone was staring at him.

Fang Xuan turned his head to the side, Lin Chuan was smiling in the front row of the north seat, his eyes were full of amusement, as if he was looking at a clown.

Fang Xuan couldn't help feeling angry, although he was framing Lin Chuan, but at the moment he won't lose, he stared back decisively, with an expression that I am not afraid of you.

"This guy really has face." Lin Chuan scolded with a low laugh.

"I think you're more shameless than him, so you're embarrassed to smile." Gu Zhaonan made up the knife with disdain.

"Thank you, thank you." Lin Chuan coughed a few times, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chuan secretly counted, and the branch mission was about ten hours away, and the mission deadline was about to be reached. What kind of reward would there be?

Regarding this side mission, the requirement is to be convinced, which can be any aspect of conviction, such as strength, talismans, and character, all of which can be included in the calculation.

During this period of time, Lin Chuan was in the Gu family, and it can be said that he has gained a lot. The entire Gu family has no dissatisfaction with his talismans. Although it took a lot of pride, it is relatively worthwhile.

But as one of the unknown trump cards, Lin Chuan did not dare to rely too much on it. After all, it is all unknown, and it is not too late to submit it after suppressing it until the end. If you can use your own skills to advance, use your skills to advance.

At this moment, Murong Jin walked in from the sidelines, walking side by side with one person in a humble posture.

This person was about the same age as Lin Chuan, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, tall and tall, with a calm and majestic expression, just like a superior.

"The Li family is here!"

"The ninth young master of the Li family, Li Tianmu."

"My God, I thought the Li family would invite an ordinary elder to come this time, but I didn't expect the ninth young master to come!"

Li Tianmu walked in with a calm demeanor, and his gestures were filled with supreme dignity.

Everyone stood up in awe, even if they were as strong as Mr. Gu, respected as Gongsun Yuan, and mighty as Fang Jinhe, they had no choice but to say hello at this moment.

"Welcome the Ninth Young Master!"

A strong sound erupted from the audience, covering one layer after another, producing bursts of echoes.

Li Tianmu did not respond to this, and walked all the way to the main stage in the east, sat upright, closed his eyes and meditated, as if everything was taken for granted in his eyes, and he was accustomed to it, no need for any response, coming is the best response .

Lin Chuan stared blankly at everyone and fell into a trance for a while.

This is the status, this is the identity, this is the gap between the ancient family and the famous mansion.

"Quiet." Li Tianmu closed his eyes and said.

Just an understatement of a word made the audience instantly silent, like a prince, and everyone would follow.

After a while, Murong Jin hurriedly left the scene, as if another important person had arrived.

There was a rare silence at the scene. Li Tianmu didn't open his eyes during the whole process. The scene of thousands of people was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and the atmosphere became extremely strange.

From a long distance away, Gu Zhaonan couldn't help murmuring in a low voice: "It's so powerful, it's worthy of being from an ancient family, the Ninth Young Master really didn't do it."

"Young master?" Lin Chuan was confused.

Gu Zhaonan put his mouth next to Lin Chuan's ear, and explained: "In the ancient family, the young master has a higher status than ordinary elders. In the Li family, there are nine young masters. The competition is more cruel than the famous mansion, and they kill each other. It is very common, but anyone who can become a young master, his strength is self-evident, and the young master is like a prince in the ancient family."

"What about the young master?" Lin Chuan asked along the way.

Gu Zhaonan was shocked, and suddenly showed reverence, "That is the designated successor of the Li family who is under one person and above ten thousand!"