Chapter 51: Receiving the Number Plate, The Three Ancestors of the Xū Clan

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  Xu Zhengchun's father Xu Qingjun was in charge of the family treasure house and had a higher status than Xu Qingliu.

  Xu Zhengchun, from a young age, received treatment no different from that of the eldest son Xu Zhensheng. He was highly talented and at only fifteen years old, had already reached the middle stage of Xuan Shi cultivation.

  The eldest branch of the Xu family was not prosperous, and Xu Zhengxin was not a person who liked to form cliques. In terms of prestige, he was actually inferior to Xu Zhengchun. The latter was implicitly the leader of the new generation of the Xu family. Even the younger members of the Xu family who were older than Xu Zhengchun would habitually call him "Zhengchun Ge" as a sign of closeness.

  Xu Zhengming nodded towards Xu Yang's direction: "Zhengchun brother, that descendant of Xu Qingyuan who was left behind has become a lot bolder now, and actually dared to openly mock me! You know what? Just last month, that descendant made Zheng Fei a cripple!"

  Xu Zheng's handsome face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said: "You're talking about Xu Yang? I've been wanting to find him for a long time. This feud can't be left unavenged. It's just that I was in seclusion recently, cultivating my skills, in order to make a stunning debut at the family competition and surpass Xu Zhengxin. So I didn't have time. How is it that this waste also dares to participate in the family competition?"

  Xu Zhengming nodded and said, "Yes! So, we must teach him a good lesson, let him know that trash will always be trash. Otherwise, he'll think that just because he's got some luck, he can climb over our heads!"

  Xu Zhengchun nodded: "Who is hosting this big competition?"

  Xu Zhengming smiled and said: "Zhengchun brother, aren't you clear yet? Generally, such matters are handed over to my father to preside over."

  "Qingliu Shu? That's great!" Xǔ Zhèngchún smiled serenely, "You let Qingliu Shu do some tricks and arrange that waste with me in a group. I must leave a deep impression on that trash."

  "This kind of trash, how can it make Brother Zhengpu take action?" Xu Zhengming boasted, "Don't worry, my father has already arranged it, the first match is between me and Xu Yang! This time, if I don't make him bedridden for three months, I'm not a Xu!"

  Xu Zhengchun didn't take Xu Yang to heart, and upon hearing this, he nodded and said: "Alright, personally teaching that waste will give him some face. Zhengming, at the time I'll definitely be watching from the side."

  The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked together towards the martial arts arena in the backyard.

  A vast martial arena, with a length and width of over 100 meters, in the center position, a wooden high platform was built, with a perimeter of about 10 meters. This high platform is the martial competition arena.

  "The time has come!"

  "Family showdown, let's begin!"

  Xu Qingliu, dressed in a brocade robe, stood on the central high platform and shouted loudly: "Now, all Xu family juniors listen to my orders!"

  "Line up in order and take your numbers one by one!"

  "Tiān zì yī hào, Xǔ Zhèngmíng!"

  Translation: "Heaven's character number one, Xu Zhengming!"

  "Tianzi No. 2, Xu Zhengyuan!"

  "Heavenly Letter Number Three..."

  As Xu Qingliu loudly announced, one by one, the Xu family children lined up to receive their own nameplates.

  To the north of the martial arts arena, a canopy had already been set up. A group of people slowly entered from the entrance of the martial arts arena and walked into the shed.

  First was a white-haired old man with a spirited and sharp gaze, looking at the long queue, sighed: "These children are the future of my Xu family."

  "The master of the house said," a red-faced old man behind him said, "When we see them, our hearts feel at ease."

  The first old man with a white beard turned his head and looked at the several old men behind him, saying: "We haven't gathered together for a long time, us old brothers."

  "Yes, we're all busy cultivating, hoping to break through, so that we can live a few more years." The third old man, short and withered, with a goat-like beard, said.

  These few people are the high-level combatants of the Xu family, with the leader being the head of the Xu family, Xu Changling, who has reached the peak of Xuanzong; behind him are the second and third ancestors of the Xu family, both of whom have reached the peak of Xuan Shi and are half a step away from Xuanzong.

  Compared to them, Xu Changling, although the oldest, had fewer wrinkles on his face than Lao Er and Lao San, and his waist was not as hunched as theirs, but rather quite robust.

  If he transcended one boundary, Xu Changling's decline would slow down a lot.

  "Father, two uncles, please take a seat." The eldest son of the main house, Xu Qinglian, ordered someone to bring over three high stools and invited the three elders to sit down.

  "Qingge's cultivation progress is not bad, almost catching up with this old man." After carefully examining Qingge for a moment, the second ancestor of the Xu family let out a sigh, but it was unclear whether he was lamenting the passage of time.

  "How come I didn't see Zheng Xin?" said San Zu of the Xu family, looking around in all directions.

  "Hui San Shu, Zheng Xinyao is also participating in the Grand Comparison, so he's lining up to get his number plate." Xu Qinglian replied.

  "Hey, this kid has grown up under my watchful eyes, clever and quick-witted. He's likely to win first prize at the conference." said the second ancestor of the Xu family with a hearty laugh.

  "That's not necessarily true," San Zu said with a pout, "My family's Qing Jun's young son, Zheng Chun, is only fifteen years old and already in the middle stage of Xuan Shi, no worse than Zheng Xin."

  "Alright, don't argue about this," said Xu Changling, "Let the younger generation fight and make a ruckus, let them be. Who wins or loses, what's the use of us getting worked up over it?"

  On the high platform in the center, Xu Qingliu loudly announced: "All descendants of the Xu family who have received their plaques, immediately line up in two rows according to the order on the plaques, one row for those with 'Tian' and one row for those with 'Di'!"

  Xu Yang looked at the sign in his hand, which had two words "Di Yi" written on it. A cold smile spread across his face as he walked straight to the front of a line of people on the right side.

  "Is that Xǔ Yáng?"

  "It seems not bad, originally he is the first in the province."

  "That's terrible, Tianzi No. 1 is Xu Zhengming, a strong man who has already condensed the Xuan Wheel, and it is said that he had a conflict with Xu Yang."

  Whispers kept entering his ears, but Xu Yang remained unmoved, standing at the front of the right squad.

  On the front line of the left team, Xu Zhengming was standing proudly, staring at Xu Yang with a smug face. His lips moved slightly as he said in an extremely low voice: "Trash, prepare to die. You're too late to retreat now."

  Xu Yang was too lazy to bother with the fly, and directly closed his eyes to meditate. However, in Xu Zhengming's view, this was a sign of weakness, and he sneered coldly, his mocking words unending.

  The lineup is complete, Xu Qingliu looks at Xu Yang and Xu Zhengming in the front row, a subtle and imperceptible smile flashes on his face, and he loudly declares: "Now, the trial begins! The first group, Tianzi No. 1 Xu Zhengming, Dizi No. 1 Xu Yang!"

  In the shed on the north side, Xulangling, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly opened his eyes, sparkling with a hint of sharpness that flashed and disappeared.

  "Xu Yang? Which Xu Yang, could it be..." The second ancestor of the Xu family said in surprise.

  "That's right, it's that good-for-nothing, a descendant of Xu Qingyuan," the third ancestor of the Xu family hummed heavily. "I don't know what those in charge were thinking, but this abandoned son of the family can actually participate in the family competition with his head held high."

  Xu Qing's thick eyebrows furrowed: "Third Ancestor, you've gone too far! Second Brother was indeed reckless back then, but he had his reasons. Taking a step back, his descendants are innocent! Xu Yang may be whatever he is, but he's still the flesh and blood of my Xu family!"

  "How did I pass? How did I pass?" The third ancestor of the Xu family was furious, "If it weren't for Xu Qingyuan's arrogance and recklessness, how would he have brought about that great disaster? Your fourth uncle wouldn't have died so early either!"

  "That's enough!" Xu Changling slapped the armrest of his chair and shouted angrily.

  Intimidated by the majesty of the host, the shed fell silent. San Zu muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, I'd like to see how that useless Eight Extremes physique will lose face."