Eternal Son-in-law

Hsiao Hee nodded and stood up.    

"If that doesn't work, then hurry up and surrender. Don't throw your life away in vain." Hsiao Huan said in a strange tone.    

However, he was also extremely angry at the way the Great Elder did things. He wanted nothing more than to charge forward and punish those people.    

Hsiao Wujie also looked over, "Hsiao Huan is right. Keeping your life is more important. You and Qianling are the only two bloodlines left in the Han Dynasty. You must not be careless."    

Because in Hsiao Wujie's eyes, the continuation of a branch depends on whether there are still males.    

Hsiao Hee was the last male in the Hanzhong branch. If he died in battle today, the Hanzhong branch would be completely wiped out.    

And since Hsiao Wujie's main branch was missing, the family's cultivation resources would also be greatly reduced. It could be said that the effect would be huge.    

However, Hsiao Wujie never expected that Hsiao Qianling was the only member of the Hanzhong Branch. Hsiao Qianling's brother was long dead.    

Hsiao Hee did not say much. The entire Immortal-Drawing Altar was silent. Everyone was waiting for Hsiao Hee to come up and accept the challenge.    

Hsiao Sheng, who was already standing on the arena, was wearing a gray military uniform. It was obvious that he was a disciple of the Xiao family.    

At this moment, he was in high spirits, looking down on the entire fighting stage as he loudly shouted.    

"Xiao Qianhe, don't be a cowardly tortoise. Quickly go on stage and accept your death!"    

For a time, the gazes of all the spectators became lively as they began to search for the shadow of this Xiao Qianhe.    

Finally, they found Hsiao Hee's figure in a tunnel.    

At this moment, Hsiao Hee was expressionlessly walking along the path that led to the fighting stage.    

Casually strolling in the park, unperturbed.    

Who is this kid?!    

Everyone suddenly had doubts arise in their hearts. They looked at each other.    

In fact, all of the branch family members were stunned. They had never seen this young man before.    

"Who is this person?"    

"I don't know, but from the looks of it, they should be branch disciples, right?"    

"A mere Branch Sect disciple dares to be so arrogant? What does he think he is? "    

All of a sudden, the disciples of the Main Faction started clamoring, and some of them even started cursing loudly.    

"Trash! Hurry up!"    

"I can see that he isn't just taking a stroll. I'm afraid that his legs are already weak, and he won't be able to move a single step!"    

"Hahaha …"    

Laughter lingered in the arena. Many of the Elders and leaders of the branches were frowning.    

It was a member of the branch family. It seemed like another person was about to die.    

They were all from the same branch family, and for a moment, they all felt that they were in the same family.    

No one felt that Hsiao Hee could beat Hsiao Sheng.    

Hsiao Lyi had returned to her grandfather's side from the arena and was being praised by the crowd.    

Suddenly, her smile stopped and she stared at the stage.    

"It's him —" Hsiao Lyi frowned.    

"Lori, what's wrong?" An old man stood beside Hsiao Lyi and asked with a face full of concern.    

"Grandfather, this is the person I told you about." Hsiao Lyi hurriedly reminded him.    

"Oh? "Is this the kid who beat you on the balcony?" The old man's eyebrows twitched and his gaze landed on Hsiao Hee, who was walking towards the stage.    

"I'm afraid Hsiao Sheng is no match for him." Hsiao Lyi said worriedly.    

"No matter. Even if he isn't a match for me, is he, a mere branch disciple, able to kill my main branch disciple?" The old man smiled confidently.    

Hsiao Lyi nodded, but a bad feeling rose in her heart.    

At this moment, Hsiao Hee had already ascended the stage and stood in front of Hsiao Sheng.    

Hsiao Sheng looked Hsiao Hee up and down with his gaze.    

Weak!    

Pitifully weak!    

He didn't feel any pressure from Hsiao Hee.    

It could only be said that this brat was too weak, so weak that even he could not feel Hsiao Hee's strength.    

Hsiao Sheng looked at Hsiao Hee and laughed coldly, "I'm in a good mood today, so you have to surrender later. I promise I will only break your limbs and let you live. How about it?"    

Hearing that, Hsiao Hee stretched out his pinky to dig in the ear hole and said to Hsiao Sheng with a smile.    

"Are you sure you only broke four limbs?"    

"Hehe, I'll cripple your cultivation after you die. Don't worry, as long as you lie on the ground and beg for forgiveness, I promise you that you won't die." Hsiao Sheng chuckled.    

"Both sides pull apart and prepare for battle."    

Great Elder Hsiao Mang looked at the two people on the stage and said expressionlessly.    

Hsiao Sheng immediately took a few steps to the side, pulling away from Hsiao Hee.    

"Let's begin." Grand Elder Hsiao Mang announced the start of the battle.    

Hsiao Hee stood there motionlessly while Hsiao Sheng stood there as well.    

However, Hsiao Sheng didn't wait for Hsiao Hee to admit defeat. His face instantly turned gloomy.    

"Kid, you dare to play with me?" His eyes stared fiercely at Hsiao Hee.    

"I am not messing with you. I heard it clearly." Hsiao Hee smiled.    

"Then why aren't you admitting defeat?" Hsiao Sheng's gaze turned serious as his eyes emitted a murderous light.    

"How do you know I will lose if we don't cross blows?"    

Hsiao Hee glanced at Hsiao Sheng in ridicule and crooked his finger at him.    

"Damn it!"    

Hsiao Sheng's chest was burning with anger. His entire body was like an irritated lion as he charged towards Hsiao Hee.    

"Die!"    

He raised his fist and shouted loudly. The power of a late Foundation Establishment cultivator was undoubtedly manifested. "Tiger Fist!"    

Hsiao Hee did not receive the opponent's insignificant attack. Instead, he turned his body to the side and borrowed the force from the impact. With a shake of his shoulder, he directly smashed Hsiao Sheng's shoulder blades apart.    

"Ah!    

Hsiao Sheng's left arm was crippled in one hit. His pupils immediately contracted as large drops of sweat fell from his forehead.    

However, Hsiao Hee did not plan to give him the chance, so he charged straight at Hsiao Sheng.    

Since he had to hide his identity, he couldn't use the Mysterious Sky Finger and the Thousand Feet Fist. He could only break Hsiao Sheng's hands with his bare hands.    

"Ah!" "You …    

Hsiao Sheng was in so much pain that his face began to turn pale. He screamed in despair, "I, I admit —"    

Pow!    

Hsiao Hee slapped his face and directly slapped the words of admitting defeat back.    

Then, he kicked it down.    

Ka-cha! *    

Hsiao Sheng's left leg was fractured!    

"I, I, I admit —" Hsiao Sheng really wanted to admit defeat.    

However, Hsiao Hee didn't have that kind heart.    

Pow!    

Yet another slap sent him flying!    

Hsiao Sheng rolled on the ground for a good while before he could barely stop.    

At this moment, he was speechless. The teeth in his mouth were shattered by Hsiao Hee, and blood kept oozing out.    

"It was your own request to break your four limbs and cripple your cultivation."    

Hsiao Hee looked at Hsiao Sheng who was lying there moaning like a dead dog. He didn't have the slightest bit of mercy as he landed on the ground again.    

Ka-cha! *    

Hsiao Sheng's right foot broke!    

Great Elder of Hsiao family, Hsiao Mang, had been standing at the edge of the arena the whole time, watching the scene before him.    

His brows tightly wrinkled, this brat was actually so ruthless. A mere Branch Sect disciple actually dared to use such a heavy move!?    

However, what surprised him even more was that it was still far behind him.    

Hsiao Hee looked at Hsiao Sheng with a deadpan expression. He instantly raised his foot and kicked towards his Dantian with a heavy whipping kick.    

"Stop!"    

Seeing this scene, Great Elder Hsiao Mang's expression changed drastically and he quickly rushed forward.    

However, Hsiao Hee ignored it and continued kicking Hsiao Sheng's Dantian.    

Puff!    

There was only a muffled sound.    

Like a deflated ball, Hsiao Sheng was kicked away by Hsiao Hee.    

"How dare you!"    

Seeing that it was already too late, Hsiao Mang was furious!