My Ares Son-in-Law

Yang Tian hung up the phone decisively, the warmth of the phone still lingering on his fingertips.

Just then, Xiao Chen was seen walking towards them, stepping on the dead leaves on the ground.

The dead leaves on the ground made a rustling sound under his feet, as if they were playing a strange melody for his arrival.

The young man, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, was wearing a plain white sweatshirt. The pure white color was particularly eye-catching on this gloomy mountain top.

However, there was a faint hint of dark red at the cuffs, as if it was dried blood, which gave off a creepy vibe.

There was a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed nonchalant, but carried an indescribable evil spirit.

But those eyes, as cold as a poisoned dagger, pierced straight at Yang Tian, ​​as if trying to see through his soul.

Yang Tian looked at the overly young face, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to his youth.

I remember that when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I knelt in the Yang Family Ancestral Hall for three days and three nights.

During those three days and three nights, he neither ate nor drank, enduring physical fatigue and hunger, just to seek a superior martial art.

He knew very well that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, only by having great strength could he protect his family and clan.

"You came really early. You must have come last night, didn't you?" Yang Tian stared at the other person's young face. His voice was as hoarse as old tree bark, as if it could scrape off the vicissitudes of time.

His eyes showed both longing and grief for his son, as well as anger and hatred towards Xiao Chen.

He didn't know what kind of strength and means this seemingly young man had, but he knew that he had to win this battle, for his son and for the dignity of the Yang family.

On the top of Beishan Mountain, the strong winds were like roaring beasts, rampaging through the mountains and making sharp whistling sounds.

The clouds and mist rolled in the mountains, like giant dragons entangled and fighting, covering the entire mountaintop in a hazy and depressing atmosphere.

Xiao Chen put his hands in his pockets, his posture was relaxed yet somewhat uninhibited, as if the upcoming life-and-death duel was just an insignificant game.

He casually lifted his foot and gently kicked away a piece of gravel beside him.

The rubble rolled down the steep hillside and onto the cliff like a kite with a broken string. After a long time, a dull crashing sound came from the abyss, like a sigh of fate.

"I'm alone, and your Yang family is a wealthy family. If I don't be careful, what if a group of old monsters rush out from the woods and chop me into minced meat?" Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth and pulled out a subtle sarcastic smile. His voice drifted in the wind, but it had a penetrating power that could not be ignored.

As he spoke, his eyes seemed to intentionally or unintentionally sweep across the shadows around him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he had already seen through the murderous intent lurking in the dark, and seemed to be provoking possible threats in the dark.

In his perception, the air around him was filled with a tense and dangerous atmosphere, as if countless pairs of eyes were hiding in the shadows, watching his every move closely.

But he was not afraid. Instead, he found the confrontation more and more interesting.

He wanted to see what tricks the Yang family could play and what role these "old monsters" hiding in the dark could play at the critical moment.

Yang Tian stood opposite Xiao Chen, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his clothes moving without wind, stirring up bursts of strong energy.

The strong energy was like a surging tide, spreading out from him to the surroundings, and actually formed a miniature tornado on the ground.

Wherever the tornado passed, gravel and dead leaves were mercilessly swept into the air, spinning and flying wildly in the strong wind, as if it was a doomsday storm. "Why do I need to surround and kill you to deal with you?" Yang Tian snorted coldly, with a strong sense of disdain and confidence in his voice.

There was a sharp light flashing in his eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Xiao Chen.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth, but a trace of blood oozed from his gums, which was the mark left by him forcibly mobilizing his internal energy and preparing for an all-out battle.

"Ten years ago, I was ranked sixth among the twelve peak Tianhe Realm masters of the Yang family. Now..." Yang Tian paused, and the smile on his face became more arrogant. "If I can beat my eldest brother, I will be the first. If not, I will be the second."

His voice echoed in the strong wind, as if he was declaring his strength and status to Xiao Chen, and as if he was cheering himself up to strengthen his courage and determination to fight.

In his heart, the Yang family is his strongest backing, and his eldest brother Yang Lie is the goal he has always pursued and admired.

He was eager to prove himself in this battle, surpass his eldest brother, and become the true number one master of the Yang family.

And Xiao Chen in front of him is the first obstacle on the way to this goal and also the gap he must cross.

"So, the two guys I killed were no match for you?" Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

He looked Yang Tian up and down, as if assessing his strength.

There was a look in his eyes that showed doubts about Yang Tian's self-confidence, as well as a provocation that wanted to further anger the other party.

"Them? They are just defeated men." Yang Tian's eyes were full of contempt, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.

He deliberately raised his chin and looked down at Xiao Chen, trying to overwhelm him. However, he was secretly estimating Xiao Chen's strength in his heart.

He could feel that Xiao Chen was emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura, which was like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, which could launch a fatal attack at any time.

Although he appeared confident on the surface, he was not careless in his heart.

He knew that this seemingly fair duel was actually a killing spree carefully arranged by the Yang family.

He was just the first chess piece, the pioneer used by the Yang family to test Xiao Chen's strength.

If he fails, there are backup plans in the dark. Those Yang family masters hiding in the shadows will pounce on Xiao Chen like hungry wolves and tear him to pieces.

But at this moment, he looked at Xiao Chen's young face and inexplicably recalled the high spirits he had when he first entered the peak realm of Tianhe Realm.

At that time, he was young and frivolous, with infinite longing for the world and desire for power. He thought he could conquer the mountains and rivers and become a legend in the world.

However, as time went by, he gradually realized that the world was not as simple as he had imagined, but full of conspiracies, calculations and dangers.

Although Xiao Chen in front of him was young, he had the same sharpness and drive as he had back then, which made him feel emotional.

"Hmph, no matter what means you have, today I will make you pay for everything you have done!" Yang Tian swore secretly in his heart, and the raging fire of war ignited in his eyes again.

He knew that this battle was unavoidable, and he had to go all out, for the dignity of the Yang family, and for the obsession in his heart... (End of this chapter)