Yang Wudi did not roar in anger, nor did he get hysterical. The Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand and he pointed it at Yang Yun with one hand.
"So, you, Yang Yun, want to rebel? Or do you, Yang Yun, think you are qualified to be the leader of the Poyi Clan?"
Yang Yun did not answer Yang Wudi's question. He smiled as he watched Yang Wudi and several other elders glaring at him.
A large number of footsteps came from outside the door. Yang Wudi had already understood at this time that Yang Yun came here today to force the palace.
He wanted the position of the clan leader under his butt.
"Hehe."
Yang Wudi laughed at Yang Yun in anger and said coldly, "Good Yang Yun, it seems that you came here prepared today; I just don't know which force you rely on."
"Whose lackey are you!"
At the end of the conversation, Yang Wudi's tone had turned into a scolding.
His face was full of regret and self-blame. As the clan leader, he actually let the most promising genius of the next generation of the clan be bewitched by external forces.
It was really wrong and a dereliction of duty. Facing the angry Yang Wudi, Yang Yun just shook his head and said,
"The clan leader has misunderstood. I have not become anyone's lackey, nor have I joined any force."
"I just simply want to become the clan leader of the Po Yi clan and lead the clan to prosperity. I firmly believe that the clan leader will understand Yang Yun's good intentions!"
After saying that, he turned and walked out the door. Yang Wudi walked out the door step by step with the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand. With each step, his aura increased.
Gathering momentum!
In the open space, Yang Yun and Yang Wudi stood face to face.
Ali looked at Yang Wudi and thought to himself, "This old guy actually understood the spear power, but it's a pity that he is already old; otherwise, he would be a promising talent."
"To be able to sit firmly in the position of clan leader, he must be very capable." Yang Yun responded.
At this time, all the members of the Po Yi clan had arrived, and even if there were some who were not there, they were not important figures.
Yang Wudi looked at Yang Yun and shouted angrily:
"Yang Yun, what exactly do you want to do? Where is the person behind you?
Let him come out to see me. What kind of ability is it to hide behind the junior?"
Hearing this, Yang Yun shook his head slightly. He didn't expect that Yang Wudi still didn't believe that all this was done by him.
It was not that there was any force behind him. The three brothers Yang Wulong, Yang Wuhu, and Yang Wusha stood behind Yang Yun and showed their soul rings together.
"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black," the three soul fighters instantly shocked the members of the surrounding Po Yi clan beyond words, and the scene fell into a strange silence.
Yang Wudi also looked at the three people with horror: "Yang Wulong, when did you three brothers break through the soul fighter? Why did you hide it from the family, or did you also join the foreign forces?"
"Is this the benefit after you join?"
Looking at the eight soul rings on the three people, Yang Wudi was furious; when he thought that there were three soul fighters in the family who were dragging a youngster with the most potential to join the foreign enemy.
His heart ached, as if being stabbed with countless holes by a knife.
Yang Yun's face suddenly turned black.
It's not over yet, right? He has to join the foreign forces to have three soul douluos protecting him? If he keeps on procrastinating,
Yang Wudi will probably be pissed off to death by himself, so he simply showed his soul rings to Yang Wudi.
What a true genius is.
"Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, red."
There are also eight soul rings, but one yellow and one purple in the front; and five black and one red soul rings in the back, which made everyone present gasp.
This time, before Yang Wudi spoke, Yang Yun took the lead and said,
"Clan leader, Yang Yun of the Po Yi Clan formally challenges you; if you lose, please abdicate and hand over the position of clan leader."
"Yang Yun has not joined any foreign forces, and the three Yang Wulong brothers have never betrayed the family; today's move is only for the position of clan leader, to lead the family to a higher position!"
As soon as the voice fell, nearly half of the tribesmen who had been won over responded and shouted loudly to cater to him.
The remaining ones looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
It was all because the soul ring configuration on Yang Yun was too dazzling, especially the last circle of red soul ring.
That soul ring represented a soul beast of 100,000 years, and also represented a soul bone of 100,000 years; how precious is it?
But Yang Wudi didn't care so much.
In addition to relief, there was more anger in his eyes. A mere new Soul Douluo dared to challenge him, who had been the clan leader for decades. He
immediately opened his mouth to challenge: "Okay! Yang Yun, if I lose to you today, what's wrong with giving you the position of clan leader?"
"The position of the clan leader of the Po Yi clan should be occupied by the capable; I, Yang Wudi, am definitely not a person who relies on seniority to suppress the younger generation who can't afford to lose."
"Come on!"
With a turn of his wrist, the Soul-Breaking Spear pointed directly at Yang Yun's throat.
"Good! The Po Yi Clan should have the determination and courage to break everything; we, the elders of the Po Yi Clan, also agree to this battle today."
"The battle for the clan leader, the winner takes it."
In an instant!
The five elders of the Po Yi Clan surrounded the surroundings and formed a shield with their soul power.
"Let's use this open space as the battle area. With us old guys protecting it, the future clan leader can fight with confidence." The oldest elder said with a serious face.
Seeing this situation, the original idea of letting Ali fight was also dispelled.
This was too disrespectful to Yang Wudi, and it was also disrespectful to himself and the position of the clan leader of the Po Yi Clan.
With a thought, Ali appeared in his hand in the form of Wuhun Yanqiang Chongli; holding the gun handle was like holding the whole world.
The determination of both sides was as sharp as a knife, which made the eyes of the clan members who were close and low-level hurt.
It was slightly better when they moved away.
The two sides started to move, and if they didn't look at Yang Wudi, they would suddenly feel that Yang Yun on the opposite side disappeared; only a gun was left to fight with him.
"Oneness of man and spear?"
In a moment of daze, the spear was already in front of him.
Clang! With a
flick of his wrist, the Soul-Breaking Spear blocked it.
The powerful force made Yang Wudi's palm numb, and he stepped back several steps.
Both sides tacitly did not use the soul skills of the soul ring, let alone the skills of the soul bone; instead, they fought with the purest spear skills.
Yanqiang Chongli not only had the Phoenix Spear Art, but also the killing spear tactics that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Lianpo family of Zhao State and improved countless generations in the army.
After crossing, the understanding brought by the powerful soul was also greatly increased.
In one year, he understood the spear power, and in three years, he understood the spear meaning; in ten years, he sharpened his spear. At this time, Yang Yun's spear skills had already been reborn and perfect.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
Yanqiang Chongli easily broke through the defensive front formed by Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear's attack.
Using attack as defense, there is death and no life; the ultimate attack power of Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear is the extremely pure offensive meaning, and using attack instead of defense is even more successful.
Yang Yun's killing spear tactics still made it difficult to resist, and his offensive was broken; Yang Wudi had lost the initiative.
Swish!
The tip of the Flame Spear Zhongli was against Yang Wudi's throat.
Looking at Yang Yun's relaxed expression, Yang Wudi knew that he had completely lost in spearmanship.
(End of this chapter)