750: C750 He Had Participated in the Jar Snatching Battle

C750 He Had Participated in the Jar Snatching Battle

A hint of grief and indignation flashed across Hu Junye's face. He quickly jumped up and begged loudly.

"Mr Fan, brother, you can go now! I'm begging you!"

Seeing his behavior.

The Hu family members couldn't help but frown.

Patriarch Hu scolded him in a low voice, "Junye, what are you doing? If they don't want to, then don't force them. This is not good."

The elder in green also nodded silently, "Young master, you have to have integrity. You are so humble and humble. This is ridiculous."

"Don't forget, you are the heir to the Hu family."

Hu Junye showed a face of indifference.

"What's wrong with begging? Isn't it normal?"

"Besides, as long as Mr Fan agrees to participate, we will definitely obtain the final victory."

"Compared to glory, what is this? I will not hesitate even if Mr Fan asks me to kneel down."

"You..."

"Why is this child behaving like this?"

"Shameless!"

Patriarch Hu smiled awkwardly. "Ye Fan, don't take it to heart. There seems to be something wrong with this child's head."

"It's fine. We're all friends. It's just a joke."

"Mr Fan, just promise me! Please."

Hu Junye continued to beg.

"Without you, I would have lost for sure. Those people are all abnormal beings."

"Can you bear to see me get hurt?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he had an idea. "You said that those who participated in the competition are all abnormal? Strong? "

"Of course. In order to ensure my brother's safety, you have to promise me."

Hu Junye cried until he had snot and tears. He almost knelt down and begged.

Patriarch Hu could not bear to watch any longer. He hurriedly covered his face.

He sighed in his heart, 'Why did I have such a son? This is so embarrassing.'

"Junye, how long are you going to keep messing around? Hurry up and die!"

"Father, don't get confused! Can you do it? "

"You, you actually dare to speak to me like that?"

"You what you, what do you know? Mr Fan is a grandmaster."

After saying that.

Everyone was silent.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Patriarch Hu's voice was trembling.

"Sect... Expert? Are you sure? He's only twenty years old, how can he be a Grandmaster? "

A hint of arrogance appeared on Hu Junye's face, even his back straightened a little.

"Hehe, you guys don't know about this."

"Mr Fan is the representative figure of the young men of Martial Association who is in the limelight. No, including the older generation, he is also a representative."

"Even the elders of the south courtyard have to be respectful when they see him."

"Mr Fan has come to our home because of our humble dwelling."

What he said was very bizarre.

It even felt like he was praising Mr Fan.

However, Patriarch Hu deeply agreed and nodded his head in agreement.

If Ye Fan was really a Grandmaster, then his status would be so high that they would not be able to compare at all. The difference between them was like cloud and mud.

"Then what are we waiting for!? Hurry up and invite Ye Fan to take a seat!"

"Sigh, alright."

Hu Junye pulled Ye Fan to the main seat in the hall and sat side by side with Patriarch Hu.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

This was the family meeting of the Hu family.

What was wrong with him sitting so high up?

Fatty Hu continued, "Mr Fan, just promise me."

Ye Fan did not reply, but continued asking.

"Then can other families also find helpers to participate?"

"That's right! Although this was an event hosted by the four great clans, the guest chamberlains and disciples with foreign surnames were allowed to participate. "

"Alright, I understand."

Ye Fan pinched his chin.

He had not found a general who had descended to the mortal world among the new recruits of the Martial Association.

He wondered if there would be anyone who would participate in the pot snatching battle.

Should he go and have some fun?

"Brother, you haven't said if you'll agree or not!"

Ye Fan said angrily, "After talking for so long, you have to let me know - what exactly is the teapot fighting, right?"

"What request do you have? What exactly do I need to do? "

Hu Junye slapped his forehead.

" Look at my brain. "

"It's like this. In order to encourage the younger generation to work hard in their cultivation, the four great families held a young man's jar battle."

"Actually, each clan selected two people to form a team, but each person must be within the age of twenty-two before they are qualified to participate."

"Cough!"

Patriarch Hu coughed lightly and continued the conversation.

"Before the competition, two water canteens will be given to the contestants."

"When the competition begins, the contestants can fight among themselves in a specific competition area. At the end of the competition time, whoever has the most water canteens will win."

"And the winner will be rewarded by the four big families."

To tell the truth.

It didn't sound interesting.

At that time, he could just rush in and beat up the others.

As for the reward.

Ye Fan didn't care about it at all.

Compared to the things he had earned from the big demon, the difference was like heaven and earth.

"Alright, I'll accept it!"

"Haha! That's great."

Hu Junye laughed loudly and said, "Mr Fan, don't worry. If you get first place, I will give you all the rewards."

Patriarch Hu nodded in agreement.

"Yes, my main purpose is to fight for my breath."

Ye Fan waved his hand. "Forget about the reward, honor is the most important."

"Nephew Ye Fan, do not be careless."

Patriarch Hu even changed the way he addressed him and reminded him with concern.

"There is a secret technique in the kettle. You can sense your opponent through the kettle."

"There is still danger in the competition."

" Oh? That's quite interesting!"

"Oh right, I wonder how long it will take for it to be held?"

"Three days."

Ye Fan nodded silently.

It turned out that it had been so long, and it was said that it was still in a mountain forest.2

Then the variables within would become endless.

No wonder everyone was worried about Fatty Hu.

The water was actually so deep.

...

He walked out of the house.

Anyang immediately suggested, "In a few days, it will be that so-called jar snatching battle. Why don't we take a stroll today? How is it?"

Fatty Hu shook his head silently.

"Anyang, it's not that I don't want to bring you there, but I need to make the best use of my time to cultivate. Don't drag Mr Fan down in the fight for the teapot."

"That's right, that's right. Let Fatty cultivate." Sun Yiyi also echoed from the side.

At this moment, the two guards at the door who looked down on them had already been expelled.

They did not know that Ye Fan had the identity of a Grandmaster just now.

Now, they knew.

Naturally, he didn't dare to be neglectful.

Without any hesitation, Butler San immediately fired the two of them, causing them to self-destruct.

This could be considered as letting Ye Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

Anyang felt like she had lost all hope.

Especially that kind of feeling where everyone had proper business and only she wanted to play with it. It made her very unhappy.

At this time.

Ye Fan said faintly, "Go in the afternoon. I will give Fatty pointers in the morning."

"Really?" Anyang felt very surprised.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Anyang pursed her lips, feeling touched.

Don't say anymore. She had to be an old classmate. No one else could.

Yi Yi also opened her mouth and said, "Yeah, I didn't say I wouldn't accompany you. I only said that I would let Fatty cultivate!"

"Uh..."

Was it really good to leave Fatty alone at home?

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