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Duren Burg said indignantly in a growing voice. "What now? You’re shamed into anger because your unfair offer wasn’t appreciated?" He put forth his strength to bounce off the pressure on him and straightened his shoulders. "You want to kill Qian Jin because you think no one in your family, including those young warriors who had awakened their Elf Bloodline Power could rival him! you’re afraid!"

Hearing those provoking words, Qian Zhanxuan gradually cracked a disdainful smile on his sullen ghost face as if he were at the top of the food chain watching those poor ants that were trying to move a rock.

"Those mind games don’t work on me." Qian Zhanxuan said. "You Hydra may count as something in the eyes of others, but to me, you are just a little loach with nine heads! Since you dared to say such things, I shall let you know what we Elf Kings have got!"

Duren Burg clenched the spear in hand but could not afford to lift his hands, which seemed as heavy as a boulder.

"Two months." Qian Zhanxuan reached two fingers out. "You come back here in two months and you will see the strength of the Qian bloodline warriors. Qian Wuqing will fight with you. I won’t send Qian Wushan out. He is too good for you! So, don’t say that I’m bullying you."

Qian Jin was stunned and the leader continued, "Of course you can choose not to come. I’ll just kill Qian Cheng for that."

"You want to prove that the Qian Family has a better bloodline?" Duren Burg felt the pressure on his shoulders was gone. "No problem! But I have just awakened my bloodline power for no more than a year. If you really think that the Elf is better than our Hydra, send someone with the same qualification as mine. If you send someone who has been into the field for two or three years, then you’re bullying me!"

Qian Zhanxuan measured Duren Burg in a meticulous way! This young Hydra obviously inherited a cunning personality, or to say, a wise head from his family. In just a few words, he directed this personal fight into a Bloodline wrestle. If he really sent out a warrior around Duren Burg’s age, he or she might lose and people would talk!

Kill them now? Qian Zhanxuan smiled in a casual way! With his status, no one dared to say anything if he did so, including the Emperor.

But...Qian Zhanxuan looked at Qian Jin and the Hydra and then cast a glance at Fanta Kunge and Cech Flet. This was, in fact, very interesting. And these people should serve as a grindstone for his young Bloodline warriors before they died!

The new generation would gain experience if they killed those bastards. At the same time, it would be a warning to other bloodlines to not try to challenge the king!

Qian Jin held his father and slowly stood up. "Dad, we..."

"Who said you could go with him?" Qian Zhanxuan slightly raised his chin up. "He stays."

He didn’t need to speak loudly, or to give any reason. He just gave a simple order, like his Majesty issued an imperial edict! People had to obey!

Qian Jin looked at the giant door which was guarded by no warriors and started to blame himself. If Qian Wuji hadn’t got in the middle of it! If he had been more powerful...

But now, if he tried to do this by force, Qian Zhanxuan was entitled to kill his father as the Leader of Family! It was a fact that allowed.

Qian Zhanxuan didn’t care the look in Qian Jin’s eyes! As the Leader of Qian Family, he was one of the world’s strongest warrior. Why should he care about an Elf defect?

Qian Jin looked up at Qian Zhanxuan! The identity of a Forge Grandmaster didn’t work here, neither that of a Pharmacist. In front of the Leader of an Elf King Bloodline family, Warrior Weapons and Level 4 Drugs bore no values at all!

They liked profits, but they loved glory more! Nothing was enough to exchange for the freedom of Qian Cheng.

Unless...Unless Qian Jin made a top Mystic Potion which could help Qian Zhanxuan break through the last bottleneck to reach the Ultimate Awakening!

In the end, it was just about one thing, strength!

If he were strong enough, he could definitely have saved his father today!

"Don’t waste your time..." Without looking back, Qian Zhanxuan walked towards the giant courtyard, leaving his aloof voice in the air: "Qian Cheng belongs to Qian Family, whether dead or alive. Anyone who wants to take him away has to ask my fists first! And since you Qian Cheng thought we would take advantages of your son, don’t ever let him step into this house again...And you? Watch out and continue your job being a groom for the rest of your life."

Propped up on the ground, Qian Wuji looked at Qian Jin with an insidious smile! "What an ungrateful bastard! Warrior Technique Hall is such a decent place! How dare you turn it down! Even His Majesty would not try to change the decisions made by the Leader!" He thought.

"Being a groom for the rest of your life?" Qian Jin couldn’t stop shuddering! Before he chased after the Leader, a hand patted on his shoulder! He turned around and a happy smiley face was there!

"Father..."

"Three years passed, you grew taller and stronger! Good, good..." Qian Cheng nodded in gratification. "You have made your name heard and that’s enough..."

"Father..." Qian Jin almost cried into tears... If he had accepted the offer, his father would no longer need to be a groom and would live a comfortable and respectable life from then on...But his father declined this offer for him...

"That’s not a big deal...Really..." The wrinkles gathered and contracted from time to time as a smile bloomed on the old face! The sun-burnt hands dotted with freckles tightly held onto the strong shoulders. "Son, you must bear this in mind. Dad is a man without much knowledge, but I know the glory the manager position brings would disappear later it is given but not earned... To put it bluntly, they would treat you like a dog that is given an extravagant life... I don’t like that... "

"All I want is for you to live a decent life..." The old man’s eyes moistened as he continued. "You are a continuation of me. You have to be a good man and fight your own way out...I can’t help you, but I can’t hold you back..."

"Go, come to see me if you have time..." The old father dried the face of Qian Jin with his hands that were as rough as abrasive paper. "Marry a good girl and have some children! Don’t do any stupid things! If you come back to be a manager, I’ll hate myself for being so useless and I’ll die sooner, I swear!"

Qian Cheng touched his son’s face and suddenly pulled himself up to his full height for the first time in so many years. That was pride! The proud old man stretched his arms and loudly shouted. "I’m happy today! I have a good son! His name will soon be heard all over the world and he will even be able to command the winds and clouds!"

"Qian Zhanxuan"

"Qian Zhanxuan!"

The quiet door of the Qian mansion had long been surrounded by people. From time to time, some even probed his head inside to see what exactly had happened in the Qian Family of Qian Region!

Qian Jin stood steady and his legs had stopped trembling! He bit his teeth so hard that pungent blood burst out! His broken arms, which would shrink from the smallest pain, as straightened, and his hands formed into two powerful fists in a series of knuckling sounds. "I, Qian Jin, swear here today if you don’t let my father go today, and if you don’t kill me today, I will come back stronger! Stronger enough to kill all of your Elf Bloodline Warriors in the Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition! In ten years, I will beat you, the strongest of the family! I will make you send my father out of the family while kneeling on the ground!" Qian Jin shouted.

People were stunned! Where did this young man come from? How dared he was to challenge the Qian Family?

But this young man was also very clever! The Qian Family would definitely not kill him in front of so many people! Otherwise, people would think it was because the Qian Family was afraid of him...

"No one can shake the Qian Family... Not you..Not anyone...Not now, not a hundred years later..."

深宅大院中, Qian Zhanxuan 那自负骄傲的厚重声音,穿过高高的院墙,飘落在人群上空:"精灵王血脉战士的对手只有五家,十年之内我乾家定有人击败其他五大终极血脉战士,成为真正的世间第一."

The arrogant bass voice of Qian Zhanxuan came from the deep courtyard through the high walls and fell onto the crowd. "There are only five qualified opponents for us Elf Bloodline Warriors. In ten years, there must be someone from our Qian Family to crush them all. And then, we would become the one and the only!"

Looking back at the high walls, Qian Zhanxuan sneered. "What a young bastard! Play mind games with me? Why would I care how other people think about us? If I really want to kill you, I will just kill you. I just spared your life to inspire the younger generation only! What happened today would live as a shame in their heart to push them forward."

"Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition ?" Qian Zhanxuan walked around as he laughed out, "Well, I don’t think you can make it cause you will be killed two months later by Qian Wuqing. He will knock you down as an Elf with a Level 2 Awakening."

Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition ... Qian Jin heaved violently as he looked at his father...Step by step, he walked out of the lofty gate which looked like an opening mouth of a giant monster...

Hearing what Qian Zhanxuan had said, suddenly all the spectators changed the surprising admiration in their eyes into complete despise.

The Qian people had been proud of the family since time immemorial. How dare some an unknown ordinary warrior try to challenge their spiritual monument? He was just a defeated puppy, trying to hide somewhere and bark out of spite!