14: Unbelievable, a seven or eight year old strong man

Everyone's gaze fell upon the small figure.

The shock in their hearts was beyond words.

How could it be?

How could he possibly defeat Zhang Yuetian from the Opening Heaven Gate?

What was Zhang Yuetian's strength?

The Life and Death Realm.

A child not even ten years old.

How could he possibly defeat an expert of the Life and Death Realm?

The Yang family was also filled with confusion.

They knew exactly what Realm this little guy was in half a month ago.

What kind of strength he had.

Even if there were a thousand, ten thousand Yang Bu Hui, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat Zhang Yuetian.

How did he suddenly become so powerful after following Yang Yi for half a month?

At this moment, everyone's gaze toward Yang Yi changed.

Especially the Yang family members.

They treated him like a god-like existence.

If a few pieces of trash could be trained to be this powerful by Yang Yi within half a month.

What if it were someone with good Aptitude?

At this moment, many children of the Yang family couldn't help but shed tears.

Especially those children who had originally wanted to choose to trust Yang Yi but were stopped by their parents.

They wailed loudly.

Some looked at their parents fiercely, blaming them for stopping them back then.

If it hadn't been for their meddling, they would have become Yang Bu Hui.

Today, the one showing off would be them.

But now, they had become bystanders.

They had become people who needed to look up to Yang Bu Hui.

The ring was empty, with only Yang Bu Hui alone.

He opened his hands, feeling a bit at a loss.

He hadn't expected to defeat a Disciple of the Opening Heaven Gate so easily.

In his impression, the Disciples of the Opening Heaven Gate were like Dragons and Phoenixes among men.

They were god-like existences.

Someone like him, let alone fighting them, wasn't even qualified to meet them.

However, today, in front of everyone, he had beaten a Disciple of the Opening Heaven Gate until he fled in panic.

His heart was excited, his hands trembling.

At this moment, the way he looked at Yang Yi was full of respect and worship.

The other four children behind Yang Yi also stood up excitedly, eager to try.

Just now, it was Yang Bu Hui showing off on the ring.

Next, it was their turn.

They couldn't wait to get on the ring.

They wanted to show their own style.

They wanted everyone to know that they were the same as Yang Bu Hui.

Yang Ming walked onto the ring excitedly.

When he reached Yang Bu Hui, he nodded approvingly at him.

"Well fought."

"Go back and rest!"

Yang Bu Hui bowed respectfully to Yang Ming.

He trotted off the ring.

He came to Yang Yi and boasted proudly, "Family Head, I won."

"I won."

"Not bad."

"I'll reward you with a chicken leg tonight."

Yang Bu Hui jumped for joy.

The people around heard Yang Yi say he would reward Yang Bu Hui with a chicken leg, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Such a small child helped you defeat a Disciple of the Opening Heaven Gate.

Even if you gave him a chicken leg made of gold, it wouldn't be excessive.

You're just rewarding him with an ordinary chicken leg?

It was truly unimaginable.

Family Head Han's face was pale; he had lost his previous arrogance.

The other four Disciples of the Opening Heaven Gate also lost their confidence one by one.

Yang Ming was the strongest among them, yet he had already fled in panic.

Could they defeat the four children behind Yang Yi?

Just as everyone was pondering, Yang Ming on the ring had already announced the candidate for the next challenge.

A child behind Yang Yi stood out.

Under everyone's gaze, he slowly stepped onto the ring.

The four Disciples of the Opening Heaven Gate looked at each other.

No one was willing to go up and challenge.

No one knew the strength of this child.

What if he was the same as the previous child?

They couldn't afford to lose this face.

Yang Ming stood on the ring and waited for a moment.

Seeing that no one came out from the audience, he smiled and shouted to Family Head Han, "Han Family Head, who are you sending out?"

"Are you scared by the children?"

"Don't worry. The children are young, and although their strength is good, they will never use heavy hands."

"They have never killed anyone."

"And they dare not kill."

"There is no need to be afraid of going on stage."

"At most, you will just lose."

"There will absolutely be no fatal danger."

"Hurry up and let them come up."

"Let our Yang family children learn a lot from the Disciples of the Opening Heaven Gate."

Family Head Han's mouth twitched.

He turned to look at the four Disciples with ugly expressions.

He whispered to comfort them, "Don't worry too much."

"In my opinion."

"It is impossible for Yang Yi to let all these children have the same ability."

"Perhaps."

"The child just now was the strongest."

"The other children are not strong."

"If you are not even willing to go on stage."

"I'm afraid people will ridicule you."

The Disciples of the Opening Heaven Gate also knew they had to go up.

But four people didn't want to go up themselves.

Finally, Family Head Han designated a Disciple to go up.

After this Disciple went up, he engaged in battle with the Yang family child.

Both sides fought extremely fiercely.

The earth shook and the mountains swayed.

The ring was almost smashed.

The audience under the ring felt the surrounding wind blowing wildly.

Sometimes cold, sometimes hot.

The world was dim.

Cold winds blew.

Gale winds whistled past their ears.

Some ordinary people who were close to the ring were blown away far by the energy formed by the battle on the stage.

They had to retreat one after another.

Under the ring was even livelier than on the ring.

Especially behind Yang Yi.

The Yang family was in an uproar.

Parents were arguing and blaming each other.

The younger children saw the child they used to bully now showing off and becoming the strongest in the younger generation of the Yang family.

They felt unhappy.

Those with bad tempers threw tantrums like children.

They didn't care what the occasion was.

They sat on the ground and wailed loudly.

The older children, although they didn't cry, looked listless and dejected.

When looking at their parents, they had more or less resentment.

Some children directly said their parents were bad.

They shouldn't have stopped them at that time.

Not far from Yang Yi, Yang Ming's wife covered her child's mouth hard.

She told him not to make any crying sounds.

At that time, she had strongly opposed the child.

She didn't let him follow Yang Yi.

At that time, the child really wanted to follow Yang Yi.

But in the end, he was stopped by her.

However, now the child saw Yang Bu Hui, who was the same age as him, showing off just now, with such strong strength.

He was envious and jealous.

He blamed his mother.

He was so angry that he kicked his mother randomly with his legs.

His hands were also restless, grabbing here and there.

There were already several bloodstains on the mother's arm.

But he still wasn't satisfied.

Yang Ming's wife was also full of regret now.

But there was no way to regret it anymore.

She could only comfort him softly beside her son, "Good son, don't make a scene."

"Wait until your father comes back."

"I will let your father talk to the Family Head."

"Let the Family Head also make you as powerful."

"Is that okay?"

As soon as these words came out, the child finally stopped making a scene.

He looked at his mother aggrievedly, "Really?"

"Really."

"I promise."