Chapter 345
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Yang Siqi had come prepared. He quickly brought out the skills that he had prepared.
Duan Lun and Jiang Zuo were shocked.
Soon, the news of the Dengling Clan of the Mo Family challenging Mo Jiazi spread throughout Chang 'an City.
In the East Market.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
Rows of lifelike wooden monkey dolls were neatly placed together. As Yang Siqi flipped a switch, all the wooden monkey dolls beat the drum in front of them rhythmically.
"What a wonderful piece of work!"
The onlookers were amazed when they saw that the wooden monkey dolls were beating the drum on their own.
However, this was not the end. As the drumbeats continued, everyone was surprised to find that these wooden monkey dolls were beating a very pleasant tune. It was actually a moving song.
"This is the 'Emperor Qin Breaking Formation Dance'."
A music-savvy person in the audience exclaimed.
"The Emperor Qin Breaking Formation Dance?" The onlookers were shocked.
The Emperor Qin Breaking Formation Dance was one of the most difficult songs. Yang Siqi actually made the wooden monkey dolls play a song spontaneously. This was an amazing skill.
"This is the Mo Family's true mechanism technique. It's exquisite and unpredictable. I, Mo Yang Siqi of the Dengling Clan, officially issue a challenge to the Mo Family's disciple. Five days later, I will officially issue a challenge to the Mo Family's disciple! We will compete with the Art of Mechanism of the Mo Family. The winner will be the Mo Family's Master. "Yang Siqi looked at his masterpiece and proudly issued the challenge.
"We will compete with the Art of Mechanism of the Mo Family!"
"The winner will be the Mo Family's Master!"
This news spread like a whirlwind throughout Chang 'an City.
"Mo Jiazi is not the Mo Family's Master!" Many of the onlookers were shocked.
Someone nodded and explained the origin of Mo Jiazi's title in detail.
"In my opinion, the reason why the Mo Family is so prosperous can be said to be because of the Mo Family. How can any random dog or cat come out and challenge the Mo Family?" A black-clothed youth said with a pout. This person was usually dressed in black clothing. Clearly, he was a loyal fan of Meton.
"This person isn't some random dog or cat. He's from the Mo Family's Deng Ling Clan. Back then, the Mo Family was split into three parts. The Deng Ling Clan was the leader of the Mo Family in the south. Yang Siqi is obviously a direct descendant of the Deng Ling Clan." A middle-aged man dressed like an official explained. He was well-versed in the history of the Mo Family.
"If that's the case, then this guy with the surname Yang can also compete for the position of the Mo Clan's Magnate!" The black-clothed youth exclaimed.
The official nodded in agreement and said, "Moreover, I have heard that this person's skills are extremely superb. In the Yangzhou area, his reputation is illustrious. It can be said that he is the best in Jiangnan.
"Ah! So powerful! "Everyone was shocked.
"In my opinion, Mo Jiazi has found his match this time." The official sighed.
"Hmph! What kind of person is Mo Jiazi? Why would he care about such a person? " The black-clothed youth chose to believe in Mo Jiazi without any hesitation. After all, Mo Jiazi had created miracles time and time again. Which one of them didn't shock the world?
However, at this moment, Yang Siqi's display of the Mo Clan's Mechanical Technique was simply too stunning. Even if the crowd believed in Mo Jiazi, they still didn't have the confidence in their hearts. One had to know that although Mo Jiazi's Ink Technique was astonishing, and every time his Ink Technique shocked the world, he had never displayed such exquisite Ink Technique before.
For a moment, the crowd couldn't help but feel anxious. They were all guessing how Mo Jiazi would deal with this.
In the Mo Clan.
Qin Huaiyu looked at Meton who was calmly reading the Tang Law in his hand. He was instantly furious.
"At this time, you actually have the leisure to read a book. The Deng Ling Clan's Ink Technique is already bullying you. You don't even have the slightest reaction." Qin Huaiyu said exasperatedly.
"How do you want me to react?" Meton sighed and put down the Tang Law in his hand.
"Of course it's a direct response. Use your Ink Technique to defeat him fair and square. Let him accept it wholeheartedly." Cheng Chumo said loudly from the side.
"Yes!" Yuchi Bao Lin said while waving his fist heavily.
Meton looked at his three bad friends who only wished for the world to be in chaos and said helplessly, "In terms of pure Ink Technique, this person is already unparalleled in the world. He has developed it to the extreme. Even if Uncle Zhang, the best Ink Technique in the Mo Clan, were to take action, I'm afraid he wouldn't necessarily win. "
"Then what should we do?!" Cheng Chumo was shocked.
"Don't tell me we have to hand over the position of the Mo Clan's Ink Master to him?" Yuchi Bao Lin also said angrily.
"Let him be the Mo Clan's Ink Master? Bah! If it weren't for Meton, the Mo Clan wouldn't have its current glory. The Mo Clan has been silent for thousands of years. Why hasn't the Dunling Clan's Ink Master appeared? Now that the Mo Clan has just been revived, all kinds of people are popping up. "Qin Huaiyu said angrily.
"In my opinion, this person has ulterior motives. Why don't the three of us solve this problem for you?" Cheng Chumo's eyes flashed fiercely as he said fiercely.
"Don't. The Mo Clan has been silent for thousands of years. There are only a few people left in that branch. Now that another branch of the Mo Clan has appeared, it would be a loss for the Mo Clan if any of them were to disappear." Meton quickly stopped them.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Qin Huaiyu said angrily.
Meton shook his head and said, "Using a puppet to beat the drum is a game. The Dunling Clan's branch is already at a disadvantage. If the Mo Clan agrees to the competition, wouldn't they be abandoning themselves?"
"Are we just going to let him be so arrogant?" Cheng Chumo said unhappily.
Modun shook his head and said, "This matter is very strange. This person appeared quietly in Chang 'an today, but he conquered the entire Ministry of Works as soon as he arrived and created such a huge disturbance. There must be someone behind the scenes. Let's observe for a few days. "
Qin Huaiyu and the other two nodded in agreement.
On the second day, Yang Siqi followed the Gongshu Clan's path to Chang 'an. He challenged all the major craftsmen in Chang 'an and won everyone's admiration.
On the third day, Yang Siqi appeared at the gate of the Gongshu Clan and challenged Gongshu Hong, who was best at carpentry. After three rounds, Gongshu Hong lost by half a move and admitted defeat.
On the fourth day, Yang Siqi went to the Ministry of Works and challenged all the major craftsmen in the Ministry of Works. He won all the battles and became the champion of the Imperial College.
The Minister of Works, Duan Lun, was not angry. Instead, he was delighted. He personally recommended Yang Siqi to Li Shimin.
For four days in a row, the Mo Clan of the Dunling Clan became famous in Chang 'an. Everyone was looking forward to Meton's challenge on the fifth day.
"Duan Lun!"
Meton understood. If not for Meton's familiarity with history, he would have been fooled by the show between Duan Lun and Yang Siqi.
The two of them colluded. It seemed that the Ministry of Works played a dishonorable role in Yang Siqi's challenge.
Meton sneered in his heart. Duan Lun had done everything he could, but he didn't know that his recommendation of Yang Siqi was the worst decision he had made in his life. Duan Lun would pay a painful lesson for it.
"Uncle Fu!" Meton shouted.
"Young Master!" Uncle Fu answered immediately.
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