Swept Star journey

The white-haired old man naturally also noticed this, and he scolded lightly.

"Don't be rude, how can the elders interrupt indiscriminately when they talk here!"

As soon as the words came out, the boy shrank his head pretendingly, but in fact the expression on his face didn't change much at all, it was still sarcasm.

He also looked at Su Yan's table provocatively. Seeing this, He Zhou's face sank, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his fists were clenched, a little ready to move.

But soon there was a voice transmission in his ear, it was from his father standing behind He Xianzhao, telling him to stand still and not be impulsive.

Seeing that He Zhou had no intention of standing up, a trace of disdain flashed across the boy's face.

At this time, the white-haired old man behind the boy still did not give up, and said again:

"Why, He Xianzhao, decades ago, you had the guts to seize control of Lancheng Street when our Han family executives were out, but now you don't even dare to take up a junior contest? It seems that you are living and going back. Is it true that the genius who became an official star plunderer at the age of thirty-six has earned his reputation?

Or is it really like what the little guy said before, the young side of your He family is full of...brothers? "

At this moment, He Xianzhao couldn't bear it anymore, his hair began to flutter slightly, and his breath was gradually released, but in the blink of an eye, the hall was already icy cold.

At this moment, the junior and intermediate star plundering apprentices could no longer hold on, their bodies began to twitch slightly, and their faces turned pale.

But before the white-haired old man in the crowd could speak, the other bosses sitting on the bright gold table spoke first.

Only Rong Sanniang spoke slowly, this time her tone of voice was no longer charming and lazy, but full of coldness.

"Master He better calm down, Lord Mayor's ban is not just for fun."

As soon as the words came out, someone immediately echoed:

"Yes, yes, calm down, Brother He!"

………

Even Xiang Zhiqiang on one side said solemnly:

"Xianzhao, Lord Shizun stipulates that official star plunderers are not allowed to do anything in the city, put away your arrogance, isn't it just a junior competition, let your little fellows suffer, so as not to be ruined in vain in the future own life."

After hearing this voice transmission, He Xianzhao finally calmed down. He is not an impulsive person, and his aura is just to show his attitude. After all, there are so many outsiders in the lobby, whether it is for the future He family or himself. , he must show his strength.

But now that the goal has been achieved, it is natural to find a step down.

………

He Xianzhao, who regained his momentum, snorted coldly, and then he turned his eyes to Su Yan and the others to the side.

The meaning is very obvious, he agrees to the junior competition.

At this time, the guests in the lobby also consciously moved the tables and chairs in the center away, forming a no-man's land with a diameter of about fifteen meters, which was obviously a place vacated for Bidou.

At this time, the old butler of the He Mansion slowly walked towards He Zhou and He Ying. After a moment of instruction, one of He Zhou's two cousins ​​walked slowly towards the circular position in the middle.

There were bursts of paleness on his face, and fear in his eyes. Looking at the bright gold table above, everyone shook their heads slightly, obviously not optimistic. He Xianzhao's eyes even flashed deep disappointment. Hate iron but not steel.

The one sent by the Han family was the taunting young man from before. The expression on this young man's face was completely different from that of the He family. He was full of eagerness, and at the same time, his eyes were full of deep disdain.

The two quickly stood still, and the battle quickly started.

But what made the guests in the lobby want to laugh was that the young man from the Han family was so arrogant that he only used one hand, but even so, he still beat the man from the He family.

But after a while, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he kept yelling to admit defeat.

When this happened, let alone the elders of the He family, even the guests in the lobby frowned.

"This is the younger generation of the He family? Isn't it too weak to be too weak? There is not much difference in age?"

………

Hearing the muffled discussions in the lobby, He Xianzhao's face was gloomy, and he gave the eldest son behind him a hard look, his meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Look at your good son, he almost lost my old face."

Seeing this, the man behind him quickly lowered his head, not to mention the old man, his own face was long gone.

After pulling the disgraceful boy back with such urgency, the old butler directly called He Zhou to play this time. He naturally knew the virtue of the other boy, and if he went up to compete, he would never be much better than the previous one.

He Zhou took a deep breath when he was called to play, and then walked forward with heavy steps. Although there was a little nervousness on his face, there was no fear in his eyes, only firmness.

Seeing this, everyone at the bright gold table nodded slightly at this time, and they looked like children of a family.

He Xianzhao's eyes also flashed a trace of relief, if there were not two brothers and sisters, He Zhou and He Ying, he would really be pissed off by the other two.

On the table seat, when everyone was not paying attention, he shook his head slightly, not optimistic about He Zhou.

Although the two parties were about the same age and cultivation bases were also very close, but the Han family boy's actual combat experience was obviously much better than He Zhou's. If nothing else happened, He Zhou should not be the boy's opponent.

In the end, the truth turned out to be exactly as he said. Although the two had been entangled for a long time, He Zhou was still slightly inferior in the end. Under the haughty eyes of the Han family boy, he lowered his head and returned to the table where Su Yan and the others were seated.

Although the He family still lost this time, the two of them fought fiercely after all. In the end, He Zhou was only modest, so no one said much this time.

After all, most of the heads of these small families present are no more than high-level star plundering master apprentices. They are only one level higher than He Zhou, but they are twice as old. They think that their families cannot cultivate such young people. Intermediate star-grabbing apprentices are here.

I thought this competition would be over. After all, He Zhou, the best contemporary He family, lost. If the purpose of the Han family was to humiliate and attack the He family, then it would be considered as having accomplished the goal.

But just when the elders of the He family were about to drive away, there was another burst of surprise in the lobby.

It turned out that someone from the Han family walked out again, but this time it was no longer the proud boy, but a girl with a cold face.

He is also young, around nineteen, but his aura is not weak, not at all weaker than the proud young man before.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, she slowly walked into the competition circle, her eyes also looked at the table of Su Yan and the others, and she was also ready to challenge.