I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

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Blood overflowed from the corners of Fang Cun's mouth, and then he fell to his knees directly, his body trembling violently.

He lowered his head and glanced at the long sword pierced into his chest, then stared at Yang Nian with a horrified expression on his face, "You..."

Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect Yang Nian to be so powerful.

myself before him,

Didn't even survive two moves!

The onlookers off the field also fell into a dead silence in an instant, and everyone held their breath.

I don't know how long it took before someone came back to his senses, full of horror and disbelief talking:

"Fangcun... lost?"

"How, how is this possible? Martial Student defeated the Great Master? I read that right!"

"Is this little brat a monster? He shot so fast..."

"And that sword! How can it be so long? Can it stretch freely?"

The result was too surprising.

Originally thought that the loser would be Yang Nian, but I didn't expect Fang Cun to lose without even touching other people's clothes!

The defeat was so direct and so thorough!

Hearing the exclamations and discussions of those guys who closed their eyes and rested their eyes on the Tianji Pavilion's sect-level recognition division, they opened their eyes one after another and stared at the scene on the stage in shock.

"How did you do this little brat?" They hated themselves dozing off, and they didn't see what happened.

than on the platform,

Yang Nian coldly stared at Fang Cun, "It's over!"

Yang Nian's eyes were full of killing intent, holding a ten-meter long sword, his wrist was hard, and he was about to shoot up to kill a square inch!

However, Wang Xun quickly shouted, "Little Sect Master!! Keep people under the sword!"

Yang Nian's upward slashing action abruptly stopped, and he looked at Wang Xun.

Seeing that things were not going well, Wang Xun jumped onto the platform and said, "The little head can't make it... No matter what kind of grievances there are between you, don't kill your Lord Tianji."

Wang Xun whispered to persuade: "This is a taboo of Tianji Pavilion, don't make a big disaster..."

Yang Nian's murderous eyes frightened Wang Xun.

Yang Nian hesitated for a moment, but then he thought about it, this is the Tianji Pavilion, which was co-founded by the ten Great Saint sects, with a profound background.

There is no reason to offend such a behemoth because of one square inch.

actually is not afraid of Tianji Pavilion,

But not worth it!

The killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided, and with a whistle, the ten-meter long sword suddenly shortened into an ever-changing knife, which was tucked into his sleeve.

He stared at Fang Cun and said coldly, "I'll spare your life this time."

"But! The revenge of the attack! It will be avenged! Keep your head well, and wait for me to kill!" At this moment, this small body seemed to contain supreme majesty.

Even Wang Xun on the side was startled.

Is this guy really just a kid?

Such a majestic aura, even the Sect Leader of an eight-rate martial art such as Fangcun can't compare with it.

Fang Cun groaned in anger, spit out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled violently, and the huge blood hole in his chest gushed blood frantically. Even if Yang Nian had withdrawn, he would have died half his life.

A pair of cold eyes stared at Yang Nian resentfully, wishing to tear Yang Nian to pieces.

But now, he has more than enough power and is powerless...

"Fengyun Sect is defeated!" Yang Nian glanced at the disciples of the Tianji Pavilion sect level certification department below, "Now I can inherit the Eighth Sect of Fengyun Sect, and sign up for the Hundred Sects Conference?"

When the disciples of the sect level certification department heard the words, they were still somewhat stunned by the situation in front of them.

After a long while, he said: "Yes, but it is only temporary. The sect level needs further certification and confirmation."

After that, a disciple handed out a token, "This is a temporary eighth-level order, representing the eighth-level sect. You can enjoy eighth-level Sect treatment in Tianji Pavilion."

Yang Nian took the eighth-level order, but his heart was much calmer than expected.

"Thank you." Yang Nian said politely.

Wang Xun seemed to have some defensive opinions towards Yang Nian. Seeing Yang Nian taking the eighth-level order, he continued, "Little Master, come with me to complete the registration."

While talking about Wang Xun, he led Yang Nian to the registration office of the outer cabinet.

Yang Nian responded and followed.

Just a sigh of relief behind me...

When he arrived at the registration office of the Hundred Sects Conference, Wang Xun quickly registered for Kongkongpai, and then said, "Little Sect Master, you have to be careful when you offend Fengyunzong this time. He has a backer behind him."

"Do you have a backer?" Yang Nian looked at Wang Xun and asked, "Which side is it?"

"It's inconvenient for me to say that." Wang Xun was very measured.

Yang Nian can also understand that, after all, he is within the system of Tianji Pavilion, and some words are really inconvenient to say.

However, he was very grateful to Wang Xun, thanking him: "Thank you Wang Dage for reminding me."

Wang Xun was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, but this little guy speaks like an adult.

People are big.

"No need to say thank you." Wang Xun said.

In the following time, Wang Xun explained to Yang Nian the competition rules of the Hundred Sects Conference.

Originally, the Hundred Sects Conference was divided into two parts. The first part is the competition among the disciples of each sect. Each sect sends seven disciples to draw lots to decide the winner. The second part is the duel between the heads of the sects, in roughly the same way as the disciple competition.

"And the head-to-head showdown?" Yang Nian was a little surprised, as if the Hundred Sects Conference became more and more interesting.

"That's right. And every year's head-to-head showdown is the highlight. If you perform well, Tianji Pavilion will recruit him to take up a position in Tianji Pavilion. Therefore, the competition between the heads of various factions is also very fierce."

"Based on previous experience, the head-to-head showdown will directly push the entire conference to its climax!"

"Exciting!" Wang Xun said here, with a look of anticipation.

...

Saying goodbye to Wang Xun, Yang Nian is ready to rush back to Kongkong Pai.

However, when I walked to a lively square, I saw a large group of people surrounded, only to hear the voices of "Big! Big! Big! Open!" After the high voice, there was another burst of sighs.

"Fuck! Betting on the square?" Yang Nian felt fresh and immediately squeezed in front of the crowd.

I saw a gambling table in the field. In front of the gambling table was a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old, short-headed, ruffian boy, with one foot on the stool, shaking the dice hard.

While shaking vigorously, he shouted vigorously: "Bet and bet!! You lose a hundred times when you buy! One tael of silver becomes a hundred tael... If you gamble, you will lose, and you will be fooled. Give it a try, and you won't have to worry about eating and drinking for a year. .Twelve taels of silver to bet, and Qinglou Yayuan to walk around..."

This shouts,

Absolutely!

I saw that the people around were fanned by him and placed bets one after another.

As a result, as soon as the dice were opened, most of them lost money. And very few won.

"It's evil, every time I buy something, he just doesn't open it."

"This guy isn't cheating, is he?"

Some people start to suspect that the ruffian guy is cheating after losing a few times in a row. That guy is not wrong, he just said: "You take it and shake it yourself.

So someone really changed the dice, and the other person shook it, but the ruffian guy still won.

"It's interesting." Yang Nian looked at the guy.

So when he rolled the dice again, Yang Nian's Cultivation Technique modifier turned on automatically.

"Successfully captured ordinary gambling!"

"I am revising and perfecting ordinary gambling techniques!"

"The modification of the ordinary gambling technique has been completed, and the Daqian gambling technique has been stored in the big database."

Forehead……

Does this work too?

Yang Nian looked confused, "Since that's the case, I'll play with this guy for a while?"