The despise cut through the two bloodline warriors' faces like hundreds of knives! Shame! Disgrace! they shouldn’t have lost this battle against a former Qian family warrior who had failed the awakening three years ago!

Puff...

Suddenly, blood spurt from Qian Jin’s mouth once again! The blow from Qian Zhanxuan was way more serious than it had looked. If not for the [Wind and Cloud Golden Body], he might have already died!

The pale face turned ashen in a breath. Cech Flet had to stride over and hold him by arms, so he would not fall.

Looking up at his smiling father who had walked back to the front door and sat on the ground, Qian Jin bit his teeth and said, "Go, Cech Flet. Father, I will come back again!"

Qian Cheng waved his hand, looked around, and suddenly beat his own chest. "That is my son!" He shouted in pride.

The pride was carved in those wrinkled trenches, and the eyes flashed bright tears!

Cech Flet nodded while casting a glance at Qian Wuchen who was lying not too far away from them. He supported Qian Jin with both his arms and sped up the pace. But his eyes were radiating enmity like a poisonous snake! He would get back at Qian Wuchen for what they had suffered today! He would!

Qian Wuchen was not that seriously wounded as Qian Jin and he didn’t lose too much strength either. Now none of them in Qian Jin's group could afford a confrontation with Qian Wuchen. To leave as soon as possible was the right thing to do.

"Wanna leave?" Qian Wuchen glared around at them all, especially Qian Jin who was going to pa.s.s out and quietly clenched his fists. He couldn’t let it go just like this! How about the humiliation he had endured today? He had to kill Qian Jin to wash away the shame of defeat with his blood!

Duren Burg knew it very well they could not stay here anymore. What happened today would soon spread throughout the Qian family! And then, those young warriors who had awakened their Elf Bloodline Power would certainly declare a war against Qian Jin in the name of glory!

But Qian Jin, who had several injuries, including some fractures, would not even be able to use his hands in a short period of time! He was not the brilliant warrior as he had used to be!

Moreover, the powerful blow of the Leader of the Qian Family hurt more than the bones! Qian Jin’s Energy Reservoirs and Energy Connections might have also been injured.

On the way out of the Qian City, Duren Burg urged his horse onward with whip and spur! He looked around and sensed nothing but hostility from the pedestrians as if they had jumped out of the frying pan into the fire! "Why did those citizens look like Demons?" He thought.

"Wuchen... Where is the traitor?"

Out of the giant arch rushed a young Elf! The hatred in Qian Wuchen’s eyes suddenly changed into insidious happiness! It was no one but Qian Wutian who had the awakening last year! But he was claimed to be bestowed unparalleled talent not inferior to those of a genius!

Rumor had it that the second Qian Wutian set his foot in Awaken Altar, his bloodline power was immediately aroused. Although it had been less than a year since the awakening, this young man had already become a Level 5 Demon Capturer after activating the Bloodline Battle Form.

In addition to his increasingly growing Warrior Power, his Fighting Techniques were a superpower to be reckoned with! He was quick at learning almost any Fighting Techniques, and according to the special performance, he could even develop new fighting abilities of his own! Up to now, he had mastered more than ten kinds of advanced Fighting Techniques, making himself the strongest rival of Qian Wushan.

What an opportunity! Qian Wuchen secretly clenched his fists out of excitement! Qian Wutian thought too much of himself and was getting too big for his boots! He even had never had any real regard for the blazing star Qian Wushan. From time to time, he liked to shock people with his outre remarks about how he would be the one who would achieve the ultimate bloodline power!

"They're gone." Qian Wuchen looked into the distant street where those men vanished from.

"Gone?" Qian Wutian knitted his das.h.i.+ng brows and a trace of ridicule flashed through the star-like eyes. "Good for them! I shall spare them for a few more days! Next time they will meet my sword!"

Qian Wutian took out his sword, issuing a crisp sound like a dragon’s roar. A flow of waters went back and forth on the blade, reflecting the sunlight into pressing coldness! Looking at this, Qian Wuchen could not help but lose himself in a burst of jealousy! What a fine piece of Warrior Weapon! Was it Level 5 or 6? The elders were clearly in favor of Qian Wutian!

They were both Level 5 Demon Capturers! But... Qian Wuchen looked down at the Level 2 Warrior Weapon in his hand... According to the family provisions, any warriors under Level 5 Demon Capturer shall possess no better than a Level 2 Warrior Weapon!

"Wutian..."

Seeing Qian Wutian turning around and walking back to the mansion, Qian Wuchen quickly shouted out, ran up, and whispered, "You're going back now?"

Qian Wutian overlooked the man in ridicule. Three years older than him, Qian Wuchen had awakened the bloodline power three years before him. But now? They were on the same level! How dare this loser call his name like this?

"What else is there?"

"What a jerk! What an arrogant a.s.shole!" Qian Wuchen thought as he put on a careless smile, despite the fact that his heart was full of sourness: "Nothing big deal! I thought you came out because you heard what Qian Jin said. Oh ...Maybe I guessed wrong. Never mind..." He murmured.

Qian Wutian turned around slowly and said impatiently, "Just say it."

"It’s really nothing." Qian Wuchen shrugged his shoulders. "Qian Jin said something when he defeated me and Qian Wuqing just now. He said he’s only afraid of one man in our Qian's younger generation, and that is Qian Wushan... As for the rest of us, we are like weeds that he can easily crush."

Reclining on the ground, Qian Wuji made a sneer out of great pains. "Isn’t this attempt to stir up trouble to simply too naive?" he thought.

"Naive?" As if he sensed it, Qian Wuchen shot a disdainful glance over at Qian Wuji! Strategies didn’t need to be mature as long as they were effective.

Everyone had weak spots, and the one of Qian Wutian was Qian Wushan...This was a common sense to almost all the Qian Family...

Frankly speaking, the two were both geniuses...They had grown up following the same path, except the fact that Qian Wushan had set foot on the altar three years before Qian Wutian and that was for no other reasons but age!

Why? Why did people only focus on the older one?

That was not fair in Qian Wutian's mind. He was by no means inferior no matter in terms of the warrior power growing speed or the fighting technique learning ability. To some degree, he was even better! Qian Wushan had only acquired five advanced fighting techniques when he was at Qian Wutian's age! Even the Five Elders of the Warrior Technique Hall had once rated Qian Wutian as a rare genius in the family history!

"You're lying."

Qian Wutian suddenly shouted out loud! His eyes were like a sharp stagger, trying to stab into the eyes of Qian Wuchen. The long sword in his hand seemed to have felt the anger of its owner and it issued a crisp sound.

Qian Wuchen had a chill out of the blue! Theoretically, they paralleled each other in terms of strength since they were both Level 5 Demon Capturers. But in terms of momentum, he was miles behind. For the first time in his life, Qian Wuchen had thought this arrogant young man who was equally famous as Qian Wushan had developed an edge in his personality.

This edge...Qian Wuchen had seen this edge in the battle against Qian Jin not too long ago! An oppressive edge...A momentum with no regrets...

Lying on the ground, Qian Wuji enjoyed the show very much as he sneered and curled his lip. "Told you the plan was too naive! Do you really think that Qian Wutian is a three-year-old child?" he said.

Of course, he was not... But...Qian Wuchen cracked a confident smile! After all, it was a weak spot! People shall learn to use it!

"My son, he did not say anything like that." Qian Cheng suddenly opened his mouth. "He was here to pick me up."

Qian Wutian was outrageous and was ready to move anytime! Qian Wuchen clearly felt there was a killing sense lying in his insidious and cold eyes! But the troublemaker continued pouring oil on the fire. "That’s not important! The Leader had already said those men will die two months from now! Even if Qian Wushan wouldn’t be back at that time, he could still write a letter to his henchmen to do it! The credit will naturally belong to Qian Wushan... "

The killing sense gradually faded away in Qian Wutian ’s eyes! Listening to the a.n.a.lysis, he nodded in consent! Every group of bloodline warriors in the Qian Family would elect a leading warrior through fierce compet.i.tion.

Qian Wushan had been universally recognized as the leader of his generation three years ago! Even some warriors two years older than him also claimed to support him!

In contrast, Qian Wutian commanded his one group only! Others who were older than him had all dedicated their sincerity to his adversary!

It didn’t matter whether Qian Jin had said those words or not...Qian Wuchen as fully aware that Qian Jin was not the focus here, but Qian Wushan was... As long as he could stir up a fight against those two compet.i.tors, he could avenge himself without too many efforts...

The Leader of Qian Family had set the time, so Qian Wuchen couldn’t do anything to defy the supreme decision...But now, things were different! Being a likely candidate for the ultimate awakening, Qian Wutian was anything but ordinary! Even the Leader liked him more than others...If he were to kill Qian Jin, he would suffer no punishment except some blaming words!

Unfair! Qian Wuchen heaved a sigh while watching the puerile but proud face... They were both the Qian descendants who had awakened the Elf bloodline power...Why should he be granted a heavy penalty because of a violation of the Leader’s words? But Qian Wutian only got some blaming words?

"Qian Wushan? He will not have the chance..."Qian Wutian strode down the stairs, stepped on Qian Cheng’s back, and mounted his horse. " I do not know this Qian Jin! You take me to him..."