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At this time, Meng Yu closed his eyes again.

At this moment, many of the disciples below the stage exploded! Even those who were worried about Meng Yu could not help but shake their heads.

"Meng Yang has used his ultimate move! Why are Meng Yu still pretending! "

"This time, he will definitely be severely injured!"

"Maybe he is willing to give up because he knows he can't win?"

The numerous disciples seemed to have seen how Meng Yu would be knocked down by Meng Yang in the next moment.

But Meng Yu suddenly moved.

As he waved his sword, the sword shadows attacked those raging fire serpents one after another.

Slowly, like a flower falling in the spring breeze.

The news spread like wildfire.

Many flowers, one petal, one petal.

Red, white, blue... Petals.

Slowly, it fell from the sky and appeared in the wind.

Each petal lightly struck against the countless fiery serpents.

The raging fire serpents were instantly dispersed.

The huge tongue of flame that erupted from Meng Yang's long blade was also gently smashed apart by a yellow flower petal. With a bang, it was as if a huge mountain had collapsed, and amidst the rubble, Meng Yu appeared as if he did not hear anything.

"So this is the second stage of the《 Illusory Sword Spell》: Flowery Dream?"

Meng Yu muttered, immersing himself within.

They had been hoping that Meng Yu's Descendant of Meng Family would be defeated in an instant, but when they saw how his Blue Snake Sword had casually dissolved Meng Yang's ultimate move, they were all stunned.

No one would have thought that Meng Yu could dissolve that incomparably sharp strike!

Even Meng Ting and the others who were seated on the stage couldn't help but stand up, dumbstruck by what had just happened.

The entire venue was deathly silent!

After a long time. Someone finally reacted.

"This, this is Meng Yu's power?"

"His sword is really... "Good."

"But why didn't he hit Meng Yang? Instead, you're still dancing with your swords? "

Meng Yang's attack had been dissolved by Meng Yu, but the other party did not take the opportunity to attack.

Although the sword was beautiful, the spectators all had expressions of puzzlement on their faces.

Meng Ting looked at the sword wielding young man on the stage, and suddenly had a strange expression on his face.

"Sudden enlightenment. This is sudden enlightenment!"

Meng Ting could not help but wave his hand, and shout excitedly.

"It can't be? A sudden insight in battle? "

Everyone had their mouths wide open as they looked in disbelief at the lonely figure on the stage.

Some of the Meng Family girls who were younger than Meng Yu looked at him with eyes that revealed a sense of adoration.

In battle, both sides were like water and fire. They would only think of killing the other side without gaining any insights.

However, there were also those with great potential who would suddenly come to realize something in battle.

For example, the Meng Yu in front of him had comprehended the second form of the《 Illusory Sword Spell》: Flowery Dream.

"I see."

"The Star Dream fights speed, but the Flowery Dream, requires speed to drop."

"That is not quite right. It is just that the charm of Flowery Dream lies in the unintentional pursuit of speed. Swift is good, slow is fine, the Flowery Dream is just gathering the Sword Intent into every single move, to see through the enemy's weakness, every sword attack must be made with greater precision, combining speed, environment, strength and other factors to give the enemy a fatal blow! "

"The essence of the 'Flowery Dream' is to seek accuracy and 'Flowerfall Silence', and then unknowingly attack the enemy."

Meng Yu finally understood.

Different from Meng Yu's full attention, Meng Yang seemed to be forgotten by the world in a pile of historical records.

He stood there, his eyes blazing with jealousy.

"My father is the Patriarch, so only I can be the Young Lord!"

With a flip of his hand, he took out a black pill and placed it on his palm.

"This is the Five Poison Pill that I made. As long as it is thrown around his body, the medicinal properties will take effect, and his skin will be corroded, eventually turning into a skeleton and dying! "

"The battle for the golden arrows did not say that poison can't be used. As long as I throw it at him, I can defeat him. I have the antidote, but I can also keep him alive. "

"The only thing is that the antidote cannot completely remove its poison. That is to say, once the pill hits him, he will become a cripple under my antidote. It is not a violation of the rules that I did not harm his life. Father will pass the position of Young Lord to me! "

Meng Yang saw that Meng Yu was immersed in his own sword, and the others did not pay attention to him either.

Gently pacing, she slowly approached Meng Yu.

When he was five meters away from Meng Yu, Meng Yang stopped. Seeing that Meng Yu was still dancing with his swords, he extended out his hand, about to throw the pill.

Just then, Meng Yu, who was still focused on the battle, suddenly looked at him coldly.

Meng Yang immediately felt a chill in his body, he felt like his plans had been discovered!

No, impossible!

"Die."

Meng Yang clenched his teeth, he raised his hand and the pill in his palm shone with a strange light.

In this split-second.

Suddenly, a figure rushed up the stage, his large hand grabbing onto Meng Yang's right hand holding the Five Poison Pill!

"Dad, dad!" Meng Yang shouted in fear.

The one who held his hand was actually Meng Ting, his biological father.

"What a pity."

Seeing this, the First Aunt shook her head, "Meng Yu's enlightenment was interrupted. The person who was able to gain sudden enlightenment in battle was my Sixth Uncle, more than a hundred years ago. Meng Yu, can be considered a genius rarely seen in a hundred years, the hope of our Meng Family! "

"Yes, it is a rare occurrence in a hundred years!" I don't understand his sword either! " Sixth uncle said.

"Then what does Meng Yang want to do? How despicable! " Third uncle stared at the stage.

The disciples below the stage were mesmerized by Meng Yu's swordplay, seeing the Patriarch suddenly rushing up the stage to grab onto Meng Yang, and Meng Yu suddenly stopping his sword.

They were all puzzled.

"Pah!"

A crisp slap landed on Meng Yang's tender face.

Meng Ting took the black pill in his hand.

"I've said it before. Brothers, don't fight with each other in a duel. You have to stop when you're done!"

"You actually dared to do such a despicable thing, I, Meng Ting am truly a godson!"

Meng Ting said as he slapped his own son's face again, "Unfilial son, kneel down! to apologize to Meng Yu! "

Meng Yang panicked and tried to defend himself, "Father, that's not what I meant. I don't want to use the Five Poison Pill! "

"You still dare to argue!"

Meng Ting's eyes were blazing with fire!

He raised his big hand, "If you don't face up to your mistakes, I won't hesitate to cripple you as an unfilial son. And I no longer have the face to lead Meng Family! "

Meng Yang looked at the big hand, and read the deep meaning of love and hatred in his father's eyes.

"Father."

He cried. Tears streamed down his face.

"Father." I am your son. "

Meng Yang kneeled down, "You are the patriarch, why am I not Young Lord? This is against the rules! Why didn't you help me? "

"I didn't help you?" Meng Ting roared, "I promised to challenge Meng Yang, if that isn't to help you, what else can it be? For this kind of opportunity, if you cannot defeat him, then you must admit defeat. "

"I … I …" Meng Yang sobbed.

At the beginning, the people in the audience did not know what had happened and were stunned.

After listening to the conversation between father and son, only then did he realize that it was Meng Yang who tried to poison Meng Yu, who came up to stop his son's actions.

They all looked at Meng Yang with contempt, there were even people shouting that this unscrupulous disciple was not worthy to be the Young Lord!

Even those Descendant of Meng Family who had supported and fawned over Meng Yang before felt that they had lost face one after another.

Meng Yu looked coldly at Meng Yang. He had already noticed that Meng Yang's actions were strange and knew that the other party was trying to deal with him.

He had already let go once when he was trying to comprehend the "Flowery Dream". If his uncle did not arrive first, Meng Yu would not have minded using his sword to give Meng Yang a fatal blow!

"Big brother, Meng Yu."

Third Uncle Meng Ren also jumped up onto the stage and pulled Meng Yu to's side.

"Little Yang, you did something. Hurry up and apologize to Little Yu. Third Uncle will help you."

The honest Meng Ren said as he removed Meng Ting's large hand and wiped away the tears on Meng Yang's face.

"Third uncle, I, I …" Meng Yang's will began to waver.

"Am I really, have I done wrong? He is my big brother, and I hurt him because of the position of Young Lord.

A voice sounded in Meng Yang's heart.

"Have you forgotten? When you were young and someone bullied you while you were playing outside, who was it that ran out to stand up for you? "

"You did something naughty when you were young, but your father punished you for not eating. Who sent you food in secret?"

Meng Ren said to Meng Yang who was at the side.

Hearing Third Uncle Meng Ren's words, pieces of memories surfaced in Meng Yang's mind.

At that time, he was just like a shadow following Meng Yu and running around on the streets.

They were brothers who had grown up together.

It was fame that had blinded his heart! He actually wanted to hurt Meng Yu!

"Big Brother Meng Yu, I … "Please forgive me!"

Meng Yang finally knelt down!

This time, he really regretted it!

Meng Yu looked at his cousin in front of him, and recalled his past many times. He sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't mind."

After all, that person was his own brother. If Meng Yu had hurt Meng Yang, the most miserable thing would still be his own uncle!

Meng Ren was overjoyed. Meng Ting's expression also eased up a lot as he said in a loud voice, "Meng Yang tried to harm Meng Yu, but I found out that he had already changed it. On the account of his repentant intentions, I declare that he will pay Meng Yang monthly fees of three years' duration! Furthermore, no matter what happened, Meng Yang would never again be able to assume the positions of Young Lord and Patriarch in his life! From today onwards, send Meng Yang back to the Divine Pill Sect to report his arrival! "

"Here," Meng Ting said, "I, Meng Ting, will warn everyone. We must concentrate on dealing with the enemy! The Bai Clan, Ye Clan, and Zhang Clan are our true enemies!

Just as he said that, Meng Yang was crying his heart out! Father's words meant that he had completely lost the chance to lead Meng Family! But he was completely convinced.

The people below the stage were silent for a moment, then, all of them started shouting, "Support the Patriarch! Support Young Lord Meng Yu! "

"Revitalize the Meng Family, support the Young Lord!"

"Defeat Bai Family! Defeat Ye Family and Zhang Family! "

Their eyes burned with passion as they looked at Meng Yu.

This was the hope of their Meng Family, the flame of their Meng Family!

Meng Yu also received a "golden arrow" that symbolized the Young Lord s of Meng Family.

When Meng Yu returned to his room drunk, it was already past noon!

Previously, Meng Ting had set up two hundred sets of wine in order to celebrate his re-recognition by the Meng Family people. He let the Clansman of Meng Family drink to its heart's content, and used this chance to get close to many ordinary Meng Family clansmen. As a result, the Meng Family condensed a chaotic cluster of people's hearts.

After resting on the bed for a while, Meng Yu realized that the Blue Snake Sword in his hands had actually suffered a few small wounds on it when he had fought Meng Yang earlier.

Meng Yang's talent was highly regarded by the sect. That long blade was bestowed to him by the elders of the Divine Pellet Sect, and was also a high-grade Common Level. His all-out attack just now had caused some damage to the Blue Snake Sword.

Meng Yu smiled bitterly, thinking that it was best for his Blue Snake Sword to become more tenacious. If he could once again raise his Spiritual Lower Grade, that would be the best outcome.

It was just that, if one wanted to raise their Common Level to the Spirit level, there was no rare metal called "Purple Iron".

But Purple Iron s were not only rare, they were also very precious. In Meng Yu's Naiyang County, he had only seen Purple Iron s being sold two to three times.

He shook his head and activated the Heavenly Spirit Bead. Immediately, the nine Spiritual Vein started to move, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth outside.

About two hours later, someone knocked on the door.

"Meng Yu, Meng Yu!"

It's uncle Meng Ting!

Meng Yu immediately stopped cultivating, and at the same time, frowned. Meng Ting actually personally came to find him in such a rush while he was cultivating.

What terrible thing had happened?