Chapter 3- Making a bet

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Chapter 3

Long Feng didn't hear the rest of their conversations as he wracked his brain trying to recall who Long Wei and Long qing were.

And then he remembered. Long Wei and Long Qing were the children of his uncles; Long Yan and Long qianmu respectively.

They were the two top talents of the long clan. They had started cultivating at the age of 12, reached rank 5 Connate realm at the age of 15, and we're currently at the peak of Connate realm, aged 18.

They each wanted their father to become the Clan Chief, but sadly, the old Clan Chief; Long Yuan, Long Yan, and Long Qianmu's father, chose Long Yuan instead as the new Clan Chief.

Thus, they swore enmity against Long Yuan. As it was, only their fathers could dare to go against Long Yuan as the clan Chief, but Then, long Yuan's son was trash, so they decided to take it out on Long feng.

When Long Feng was younger, they usually bullied him and beat him up. Two years ago, when Long feng was twelve years old, the two of them got admitted into a peak Yin level sect as outer court disciples and left.

They hadn't returned until now. Long Feng frowned slightly, then smiled warmly.
"They're back huh? Trouble seems to always have a way of finding me."He muttered.

Suddenly, he noticed a group of people approaching. A young man and woman were in the lead with the others behind them continuously shouting flattering praises.

"This is what is called meeting your enemies on a narrow road!" He thought with a sigh.

The group of people stopped a few meters away from him. The young man in the lead smiled while the lady chuckled coldly. They were naturally Long Wei and Long Qing. The people behind them could be called their dogs.

Everyone around began to move closer so as to watch the drama unfold. They looked at Long Feng with eyes of pity.

"Well! Well! Well! If it isn't my baby cousin. You still look so young! Wanna have a spar with your big bro?" Long Wei laughed.

"Don't be mean, Long Wei. Cousin Feng, please don't mind Long Wei. Don't be annoyed, but if I may ask, what is your current cultivation?" Long qing interrupted mockingly. The crowd chuckled.

Long feng smiled calmly.
"Senior sister Qing, you don't have to worry about my cultivation. Since when did you began to care?" He asked.

"Hmph!" Long Qing looked away.

"Hahaha! Junior brother Feng is truly funny. You are acting quite weirdly, I mean, you can't cultivate, yet you dare to speak to us without respect. Aren't you afraid that we would beat you up again?" Long Wei asked mockingly.

Long feng chuckled
"Naturally, if you really can beat me up, then do it. Why bother telling me?" Long Feng returned.

Long Wei 's smile turned icy.
"Hmph! I am just afraid that you will run and cry to your papa, baby boy!" He replied mockingly.

"My father is also a part of my strength. I never asked you to have a father who you can't run to" Long feng replied with a straight face.

Long Wei's smile froze and he almost exploded with anger when Long Qing interrupted.
"You've gotten bold. I can see you no longer put us in your eyes."

"You have very good observation."

"Since it's that way, how about we have a bet? The meeting is in two days. The younger generation must compete to choose the elites among us, and it happens that you are also a part of the younger generation, so how about we compete on the champion position? You can refuse if you are too scared, but then, poor clan Chief won't have anyone to represent him." She said with a sad sigh.

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