Chapter 135 Competition

After Shen Tianxiang introduced Ye Yang, his eyes swept over everyone in the venue, full of majesty.

"This is my... Jia Wenwen's assistant, Ye Yang, I want to see your training situation and learn from it."

"You have to behave better today!"

It was said that the disciples on the field had different expressions.

"Master really values ​​this Ye Yang. Could it be that he is really the husband that Master is looking for for Senior Sister?"

"Isn't that the successor of our Shen family martial arts school?"

"It doesn't look like it to me. How can Master's vision be so bad? Don't say he is a foster child, just say that the one with small arms and legs is not capable of martial arts!"

"Isn't it just because I'm used to being taken care of, that I will follow suit and flatter me, and I even coaxed Master well."

"..."

Listening to the disciples whispering, Shen Tianxiang glanced coldly.

"So you can say it, why don't you come up and give a speech with a loudspeaker?"

For a while, the disciples in the arena became quiet, which showed that Shen Tianxiang was very dignified in normal times.

The timing of Ye Yang's arrival was very coincidental. Today coincided with the monthly match of the Shen family's disciples, and everyone put on protective clothing. There were 109 people present today, and they were divided into 10 groups, but one person was missing.

Someone in the crowd yelled, "How about letting Brother Ye Yang come to the competition? We also want to learn from him."

Shen Tianxiang was thinking about how to group, when he heard this, he looked at Ye Yang.

"Xiao Yang, why don't you come and have a competition?"

Ye Yang's deep and narrow black eyes slowly swept across the person who made a fuss just now. It was a short man standing next to Huang Hao, and the corners of his exquisite lips curled up a hint of teasing.

Tsk, is this trying to stand up for Huang Hao?

Do you want to compete with him?

He just wanted to come here to learn, but Ye Yang wanted to see the training effect of the disciples here, and he was not interested in this kind of playing in person at all.

He said lightly: "Uncle, there is no need to compete."

"Tsk, it must be the small arms and legs that dare not go up?"

"That's right, he tried so hard to please Master, how could Master find out that he is just an embroidered pillow?"

"It's far from Senior Brother Huang Hao, and I don't know who gave him the courage to come here to curry favor with Master!"

"..."

But these disciples only dared to talk in low voices like mosquitoes, none of them dared to mock loudly.

Huang Hao's gloomy face finally eased a little.

He stared at Ye Yang and smiled coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Heh, I finally have some self-knowledge!"

Thinking so in his heart, but on the surface he was worried about the competition.

"Brother Ye Yang, why don't you show your outstanding abilities to your brothers?"

"We're just going to stop, you don't have to worry."

"There are 109 senior brothers present today. If Brother Ye Yang doesn't come together to make up the number, it will be a bit difficult to allocate the number..."

Too lazy to listen to this man's chatter, Ye Yang interrupted directly.

"What's so difficult about it?"

"If I don't come today, will you give up the competition?"

"What do you do, just continue to compete like that, don't worry about me."

A few words in succession, full of momentum, made all the disciples present tremble, and looked at Ye Yang with serious eyes.

Is this what ordinary people can have?

It seems to have the aura of a superior.

Hearing Ye Yang's words, Shen Tianxiang was annoyed for a while.

These disgraceful apprentices!

It's nothing more than Ye Yanggao's ability, so much nonsense?

He glanced coldly, "Huang Hao presided over the arrangement, and the rest will be divided into 9 groups, each with 12 people. The competition will start in half an hour, according to the old rules."

When looking at Ye Yang, his eyes softened a bit.

"Xiao Yang, let you see a joke."

Huang Hao: "..."

Master's partiality is too obvious, isn't it?

Could it be that Master really intended Ye Yang to be his successor?

His fists were clenched and creaked, wishing he could rush up and smash Ye Yang's head.

Shen Wenwen belongs to him, and so does Shen's martial arts gym!

But he didn't have the slightest chance at all, and Shen Tianxiang's majestic voice came over again.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"Master, I'm going right now."

Huang Hao hurriedly arranged the juniors to form teams. He often did this kind of thing on weekdays, but he quickly arranged nine groups according to the qualifications of the juniors for the competition.

The monthly competition is not very difficult, it is just to check the learning status of each disciple Gu Wu.

And each competition, the contest between the disciples is very intense, because this can test the level of each person, and at the same time can increase the self-confidence of the disciples.

Soon, the competition began, and the lottery mode was used to determine which two groups were opponents. Generally, the team with the worst qualifications gradually challenged.

Ye Yang followed behind Shen Tianxiang and carefully observed the competition situation. When he saw that the dwarf who helped Huang Hao in trouble just now was lifted down by his opponent as soon as he entered the field, he couldn't help laughing.

That's it?

Dare to let him play?

I'm afraid you want to be kicked by him to bleed, right?

He looked at Shen Tianxiang, and said lightly: "Uncle, such a person is not considered an opponent?"

Shen Tianxiang didn't expect the dwarf to behave so poorly, his brows frowned slightly.

"Zhao Ba, you didn't eat breakfast?"

The rule is that even if the person who is kicked out of the ring loses, just click as far as it goes, and you can't hurt others maliciously.

Zhao Ba patted the ashes on the back of his buttocks, looked at Ye Yang with a smile in his eyes, feeling ashamed and annoyed.

"Master, I'm out of order..."

The movement over there quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples who were not on stage, especially Ye Yang's undisguised smile, which made everyone even more interested.

"Ye Yang even laughed at Zhao Ba, could it be that he is stronger than Zhao Ba?"

"Tsk, if he is on the stage, he will definitely not be as good as Zhao Ba. What face does he have to mock Zhao Ba?"

"Zhao Ba is really pitiful. He usually has poor aptitude, but today he didn't even catch a move and was kicked off the field. Master will definitely punish him!"

"..."

Those words fell into Zhao Ba's ears, and he looked at Ye Yang even more angrily.

No wonder he is the guy that Senior Brother Huang Hao hates!

Really arrogant.

It is better to offend a villain than a gentleman.

During the intermission, Ye Yang was scolded like a dog. From time to time, some whispered that he was a group with poor qualifications. The Ruanfan King was useless except kneeling and licking, and he was not at all comparable to Senior Brother Huang Hao.

Listening to the discussions around him, Huang Hao smiled smugly.

"Even if you hold Master's heart so what?"

"All the brothers and sisters don't like you, do you have the face to stay here all the time?"

In his heart, Ye Yang beat him last time only because he underestimated the enemy and gave Ye Yang an opportunity. Ye Yang didn't dare to go up today, it was just embarrassing.

Shen Tianxiang also heard these nonsense, and said coldly: "Xiao Yang's qualifications are well-deserved number one present."

But this kind of maintenance not only did not stop the disciples, but the ridicule was even worse.

"How hard did Ye Yang try to flatter him, and let our master speak for him repeatedly?"

"Tsk, if he is the most qualified, I would cut off his head and kick him like a ball!"

"..."

The sound of competition and ridicule coexisted, and when two opponents of equal strength were competing, an extremely arrogant male voice came in.