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Chapter 613

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At this moment, Fang City wasn't calm either. The people of Fang City were all talking about the battle between Xiao Yang and the Fang Clan's ancestor, Thirteen, on the streets, in teahouses, taverns, brothels, and other places.

Fang City had been quiet for a long time, so this was the only thing worth discussing.

Quite a number of people had gathered at Fang City's Martial Arts Training Square. There were three layers of people inside and three layers of people outside.

The Fang Clan's ancestor had been waiting for a long time on the stage. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his eyes were closed as if he were resting.

He just stood there quietly, becoming the center of attention.

Next to him stood many other members of the Fang Clan.

"Today is the day of the battle between the Fang Clan's ancestor and Xiao Yang. The Fang Clan's ancestor has been waiting here for a day. Could it be that Xiao Yang doesn't dare to show up?"

"You can tell at a glance. The Fang Clan's ancestor is a seventh rank Martial Ancestor Realm expert. If I remember correctly, Xiao Yang was only a fifth rank Martial Ancestor Realm expert when he left. It's only been a year, but Xiao Yang is already fighting with the Fang Clan's ancestor."

"No wonder the Fang Clan's making such a big fuss. It's as if they're afraid that people won't know. They've been spreading the word on the streets, reminding people to come watch. The Fang Clan's ancestor even came early."

Everyone was talking about it, each with their own opinions.

When the Fang Clan's ancestor heard their words, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

The Fang Clan's ancestor, Thirteen, had agreed to the battle with Xiao Yang precisely because he'd been waiting for this day. First, he'd kill Xiao Yang and protect the Fang Clan's honor. Second, he'd intimidate all the rascals in Fang City and warn them not to provoke the Fang Clan.

He was a hundred percent confident that he could defeat Xiao Yang.

This was also why the other Fang Clan members were adding fuel to the fire.

After all, the Fang Clan's biggest backer was the Poison Sect's head elder. The head elder had made it clear that private matters were private and wouldn't involve himself in this matter. He'd also advised the Fang Clan not to get too deeply involved, lest they get caught up in the mess.

But these Fang Clan members didn't take the Poison Sect's head elder's advice to heart. They continued to support the Fang Clan's ancestor, Thirteen, and caused a huge commotion as they appeared on the training grounds.

The Fang family also didn't place Xiao Yang in their eyes. They were full of confidence in the Fang family's Old Ancestor, Thirteen.

"Humph, it's fine if that Xiao Yang doesn't come. But once he does, I'll make sure he doesn't return."

"Hehe, why would that little thief dare to come? He clearly knows that he's going to die, unless he's a fool."

"It would be a pity if he didn't come. We wanted to see him get beaten down and humiliated."

The members of the Fang Clan were discussing among themselves, their expressions full of disdain.

On the flying ship, Lan Jiaoye and the others were listening to their discussion. All of them were furious. These people were too much. They actually dared to look down on Xiao Yang. Wasn't that looking down on them?

They couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Cousin, I'll go down and teach them a lesson."

Lan Jiaoye felt indignant for Xiao Yang.

She had always respected Xiao Yang. She knew how powerful Xiao Yang was and treated Xiao Yang as her idol and role model. Now that she heard that someone else was seriously injured, how could she be angry?

Gu Qianqian, Chen Zhifu, and the others gnashed their teeth in hatred. They couldn't wait to go down and beat them up.

Xiao Yang stopped them. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, they'll be crying soon."

These people were arrogant and didn't put Xiao Yang in their eyes because they had the cultivation of the Fang family's Old Ancestor, Thirteen. Xiao Yang naturally didn't mind teaching them a lesson.

Xiao Yang blinked and glanced at them. Then, he used his movement technique and flew down from the flying ship. He landed steadily on the high platform.

He, who was dressed in snow-white, suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. When the hundreds and thousands of spectators saw him, they couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Wow, isn't that Xiao Yang?"

"What a handsome young man."

"He's so charming. His temperament is otherworldly. He's like an immortal."

"I didn't think that he would dare to come. It seems that this is a fierce battle. How could he come here if he didn't have some ability?"

Everyone in the audience was discussing with each other. Their expressions were agitated, and their eyes were filled with excitement.

They were shouting. Because there were so many people, the scene was noisy.

Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian, and the others didn't come down. They continued to sit on the flying ship and watched the situation below. In the sky, their vision was wider.

They secretly cheered for Xiao Yang, hoping that Xiao Yang would win and teach the Fang family a lesson.

They also praised Xiao Yang's entrance and gave him full marks.

"Xiao Yang, you really dare to come. Are you not afraid of death?"

A member of the Fang family was surprised when he saw Xiao Yang come down. Then, he couldn't help but mock and ridicule Xiao Yang, as if he didn't put Xiao Yang in his eyes.

"Xiao Yang, since you're here, don't think about running away. This time, even a Golden Immortal can't save you."

Another member of the Fang family sneered and looked at Xiao Yang with disdain.

The other members of the Fang family also mocked and ridiculed Xiao Yang. It was as if they were treating Xiao Yang like a clown as they mocked him to their hearts' content.

Xiao Yang curled his lips and didn't put them in his eyes. He sneered and said, "A few clowns dare to make a ruckus? If you have the ability, come up and fight. "

In this day and age, what's the point of being good at talking? What's the point of having a big fist? He could beat you to the ground, and he could also beat you until you changed your stance.

"Arrogant boy."

"Arrogant, impudent. Our ancestor will teach you a lesson."

"Hmmph, ignorant child. I hope you can be arrogant until the end."

Every member of the Fang family was provoked by Xiao Yang.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't defeat Xiao Yang, they would've rushed up and fought with Xiao Yang.

Ancestor Thirteen of the Fang family slowly opened his eyes and calmly looked at Xiao Yang. Actually, the moment Xiao Yang appeared, he already knew. Deep down, he was shocked. He didn't think that Xiao Yang would come here to die. But this was good. He could settle the old and new grudges together.

"Xiao Yang, a year ago, you killed many Grandmasters of the Fang family. Today, I will make you pay with your blood."

Ancestor Thirteen stared at Xiao Yang coldly. His body released a strong murderous intent and his powerful Qi locked onto Xiao Yang.

When he thought of what happened a year ago, he was mad with anger. His face was full of grief and indignation.

Almost ninety percent of the upper echelons of the family had fallen at the hands of Xiao Yang. Originally, he had wanted to kill Xiao Yang at that moment, but it was a pity that Xiao Yang had luckily escaped. Now that the two of them had met, their eyes were extremely red.

Xiao Yang coldly snorted. It would've been better if he didn't mention it. Now that he mentioned it, he was angry.

A year ago, he was almost killed by this bastard. Now that he had succeeded, he had to take revenge. He had to kill this old bastard to avenge himself, Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian and the others.

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