Chapter 486 Questioning? Counterattack!
Chapter 486 Questioning? Counterattack!
Chapter 487 Questioning? Counterattack! (Bonus chapter at the beginning of the month, please vote!)
"Your senior brother killed your second grandfather?"
Yang Jingjing asked, not daring to reveal her identity directly, so she could only ask in this ambiguous way.
"Jingjing! Watch your attitude!"
The Su family head beside him quickly shouted, after all, Yang He really brought this upon himself back then. He slandered and even wanted to kill a Grandmaster. Lu Hao not touching the rest of the Yang family was already giving face to Zhenxing City. Otherwise, even if the Yang family was killed, no one would say anything. But now, has Yang Jingjing gone mad and actually brought up this matter again? You must know that Lu Hao has already reached the peak of the realm. Provoking a Grandmaster, even the Grandmaster ancestors would not protect the Yang family for the sake of past relationships.
"Oh? You mean my senior brother was wrong to kill him? Yang He shouldn't have been killed?"
Fang Ping retorted directly, saying that if the Yang family in front of him really wanted to cause trouble, they would be provoking trouble and courting death. Some of the younger generation who were on good terms with the Yang family looked resentful. After all, they did not know why Lu Hao had killed them, but they were not familiar with Fang Ping. The Yang family had lived here for hundreds of years.
"Helping relatives regardless of right or wrong" is a very apt saying.
"I----"
"Jingjing, this matter with Yang He ends here. He brought this upon himself, and no one is allowed to mention it again."
The Jiang family patriarch, standing nearby, quickly interrupted, saying that if Yang Jingjing were to say something earth-shattering, a peerless expert might come to demand her return next time.
"Okay, what about my brother? My brother Yang Qing hasn't come back since he left last time. Did you, Fang Ping, kill him?"
Yang Jingjing didn't continue talking about Yang He, but instead changed the subject to Yang Qing.
"Yang Qing? How would I know? If I, Fang Ping, had killed someone, I would never deny it here. If I didn't kill someone, why would I admit it? And Miss Yang has asked two questions here, both of which came with an aggressive attitude."
Fang Ping glanced at the Su family head and the others, then chuckled, "I, Fang Ping, came here at the invitation of the Supreme Ancestor, not to confess my sins. Why are we being given such a show of force as soon as we enter? If this is the choice made by Zhenxing City, then I accept it—"
"Fang Ping————"
The Jiang family head interrupted, wanting to explain first, since the accusation against Fang Ping was too much.
"Grandmaster, there's no need to beat around the bush. If Zhenxing City really thinks we're unworthy, then why send us here? Now that we're here, who are we trying to impress with this 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey' show?"
We respect the strongest individuals and admire their achievements, but that does not give you the right to disrespect us.
Fang Ping turned to look at Yang Jingjing and the other juniors and said, "My contributions in the underground cave are probably greater than all of yours combined. When I was risking my life, you were still nowhere to be found. You can see me as nothing at the pinnacle of power. It's not your place to question me!"
I admire those at the pinnacle, not you. How can you act so recklessly just because you owe our ancestor's achievements?
"How dare you! You have no right to comment on the achievements of Zhenxing City!"
A loud shout rang out, followed by a fist-shaped shadow that pierced through the air and hurtled towards Fang Ping.
"You bastard!"
The head of the Su family shouted with a livid face. He really didn't expect someone to make a move directly. He was about to stop him when Fang Ping threw a punch to meet him. Fist light met fist light, and the void trembled and rumbled under the collision of blood and qi!
A martial artist was sent flying hundreds of meters through the air, severely injured. The younger generation of Zhenxing City dared not speak again. "We apologize, it was our fault for failing to discipline him properly. He didn't mean any harm; he just wanted to spar with Principal Fang—"
"The head of the Su family quickly said."
"I understand. After all, with my reputation, there will always be people who want to challenge me. I never refuse sparring matches between people of the same level. If you are all interested, I can arrange a few matches between people of the same level. However, on my first day of learning martial arts, my teacher taught me one thing: when a martial artist steps onto the arena, it is not only a matter of victory or defeat, but also of life and death!"
Fang Ping said with a smile, "As for what the Su family head said, just listen to it. A ninth-rank official really couldn't have blocked the seventh-rank official's attack in time, and he really didn't know what the Yang family was up to."
They're all ancient foxes, what are they doing playing at Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio here?
Upon hearing Fang Ping's words, the grandmasters paused, knowing full well the level of their juniors. Coming up to the arena meant to be beaten to death. Moreover, judging from Fang Ping's attitude and that of the other prodigies, if they were truly enraged and went up on stage, they would certainly not hold back.
"Our Magic Martial Arts Academy has always taught that in the arena, life and death are irrelevant. If any of you high-ranking individuals are itching to fight, Magic Martial Arts Academy can still accept the challenge. We have many strong individuals in Magic Martial Arts Academy. If any of you at the pinnacle level are itching to fight, I believe my senior brother can also have a friendly match with you. After all, he has just advanced to the pinnacle level and needs guidance from a pinnacle expert."
Fang Ping said calmly.
But no one dared to take the bait. After all, it was an epic battle right from the start, and they had no right to decide. Besides, what was the point of an epic battle among their own people? Was it meant to cause division?
"Principal Fang, you're exaggerating."
"Our Zhenxing City has absolutely no such intention."
The family heads quickly spoke up, because if they continued talking, who knew where they would end up?
"This is a farce, and it was never Zhenxing City's intention. Let's go to the council hall and talk things over."
Jiang Yuanhua said.
"Yang Jingjing, Zhenxing City will not abandon any family. The Yang family patriarch has rendered meritorious service, but this is not an excuse for you to act recklessly and let the matter between the Yang family and the Magic Martial Arts Academy end here. Yang He brought this upon himself. Let alone anyone else, even if he fell into my hands, I would kill him. Yang Qing's death has nothing to do with Fang Ping; it was the underground martial artists who did it. If you want revenge, you must choose the right enemy. You are still young; cultivate diligently, and you may one day be able to pacify the underground world and avenge your patriarch and elder brother. As for the rest, disperse. If you want to die, I can arrange a competition for you; life and death will be irrelevant then."
Jiang Yuanhua turned to a group of younger people who had come to watch the commotion and said.
Yang Jingjing, her eyes red, looked around and, seeing no one speak up for her, turned and left. The others didn't dare say anything more, after all, they were afraid. They were not weaklings who had just attacked, and they were seriously injured by a single punch.
Fang Ping glanced at Yang Jingjing, who had fled in panic, without saying much. He didn't know what the Yang family's scheme was, nor did he care to know. It was nothing more than resources and other things. However, they had miscalculated. Fang Ping was not so easy to control. It was only because he was still a seventh-rank official that he dared to challenge their ancestor. Anyone who wanted to control him should be careful of the backlash.
The group followed Jiang Yuanhua toward the conference hall.
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