Chapter 104 A Good Father Like a Good Son

Hearing Ye Fusu's name, all the distinguished guests held their breath.

They looked extremely respectful, even with a hint of fear.

No one dared to say a word at this time.

Ye Fusu was the number one prodigy in the Ye clan, and also the strongest man, and he was well-known throughout the entire Northern Province.

He started to show his talent at the age of 20, went out for training, and won the championship of the Ye clan's Tianjiao battle for many consecutive years. There were countless disciples who wanted to challenge him, after all, everyone wanted to become famous by defeating him.

However, no one had ever defeated Ye Fusu over the years.

It can be said that he was the strongest swordsman in the entire Northern Province!

That is, there was no such title as "sword cultivator", otherwise Ye Fusu would definitely be able to carry forward such a name!

The key point is that Ye Fusu's legend is that he is not only strong.

His son, Ye Feng, is only 18 years old this year, and has just come of age.

But he is already ranked in the top ten on the Northern Province Potential Dragon List.

The so-called Hidden Dragon List means "hidden dragon in the abyss".

Anyone on the list may become a real dragon and soar into the sky in the future.

Ye Feng's talent is so strong that countless people are amazed.

It is limited by his age. Otherwise, Ye Feng would definitely be ranked in the top three of the Hidden Dragon List.

It is true that a tiger father will have a dog son!

Only Wei Xiang, who is two years older than him and has the grace of teaching him, dares to call him "boy" bluntly.

Ye Jing laughed and said, "Fusu is in seclusion recently and is about to attack six times to kill, so he couldn't come to celebrate Wei Xiang's birthday, but he asked me to send him a generous gift on his behalf. I hope Wei Xiang won't be offended."

As he said, Ye Jing took out a porcelain bottle from the ring.

There was deep red blood inside, which kept boiling and rolling, bursting out with an incredible and terrifying aura.

"This is the blood of a monster that has killed five times. Fusu knew that you, Prime Minister Wei, were ill, so he went to the ancient ruins to fight with monsters and was wounded. He brought back this bottle of blood."

Ye Jing looked serious and handed the porcelain bottle over respectfully.

"A monster that has killed five times, hiss, how strong is it?"

"I don't know, but I heard that Ye Fusu is also trying to kill five times."

"If he succeeds, Ye Fusu should be the top master of the Ye clan, right?"

"Well, even those elders may not be his opponents."

Many guests whispered.

Ye Chen listened from a distance and was quite surprised.

Ye Fusu was actually going to kill five times.

He and his father were about the same age. At this terrifying rate of progress, he might be able to reach six times of killing before the age of forty, which few people in Beizhou can achieve.

Six times of killing, no one in the entire Beizhou has been able to succeed in recent years.

From this, we can see how exaggerated Ye Fusu's talent is.

"Blood of a monster that killed five times?"

Seeing this, Wei Xiang's eyes flashed with excitement.

He was a little excited.

The gift presented by Ye Fusu was definitely the most precious in the whole venue!

"Haha, Fusu, this kid, actually presented such a heavy gift, it's really thoughtful."

Wei Xiang took the porcelain bottle in person, shook it slightly in his hand, and the rich energy was roaring wildly in it.

His expression suddenly became extremely happy.

Seeing this scene, Ye Jing also smiled.

Since Wei Xiang likes these gifts, it's good.

Next, the Ye clan will gradually expand its power in the Xiaoyue Dynasty. If it can get the support of Wei Xiang, it will become very easy.

Otherwise, simply relying on Wei Xiang's grace of teaching, why should Ye Fusu give him such a precious gift?

After receiving the gift from Ye Fusu, Wei Xiang's face was flushed, and he was obviously in a better state of mind.

He smiled and waved his hand, "Everyone, stop crowding around, sit down, sit down quickly."

"It seems that Ye Fusu has never congratulated anyone on his birthday, right?"

"Wei Xiang is really amazing, it's the first time in history."

"Indeed, this shows that Wei Xiang is highly respected!"

"Of course, Wei Xiang was once Ye Fusu's teacher."

The guests also smiled and flattered him.

Wei Xiang was obviously very pleased. After he sat down on the main seat, he smiled and waved his hand, "Bring the wine!"

Many maids came in one after another. They were graceful and the trays they carried were full of wine made from fresh fruits.

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was warm and reached its peak.

Ye Chen sat there quietly without moving his chopsticks.

His purpose of coming here was to ask Wei Xiang to help.

But now it seems that there is no chance at all.

Halfway through the banquet, Ye Yiming stood up first and laughed loudly, "Today is the birthday banquet of the Prime Minister. I want to show off my boxing skills to celebrate the Prime Minister's birthday."

As soon as these words came out, many guests cheered.

Prime Minister Wei also smiled, "Heroes are born young, please!"

Ye Yiming walked out proudly and stood in the center of the courtyard.

A breeze rose.

A gleam flashed in Ye Yiming's pupils, and his fists suddenly punched out.

The strong fist intent stood in the air, and it was really a change of wind and cloud, and the earth was shaking.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the void, waves of sound burst out one after another.

A bright golden light was mixed with the fist intent, sweeping across the four directions.

"Not bad, not bad."

There were many strong men in the field, and they all nodded slightly after seeing it.

Ye Yiming is really worthy of being a genius of the Ye clan. He has understood the fist intent at a young age. It is said that he just climbed onto the Potential Dragon List some time ago. At his age, he can print his name on the Potential Dragon List. It can be said that his talent is extremely terrifying.

At the end, Ye Yiming shouted in a low voice, twisted his body and punched.

From his body, a magnificent wave of air suddenly bloomed.

The golden fist light actually condensed in the void, gradually turning into four big characters - "Live as Long as the Southern Mountains".

Then, Ye Yiming closed his fist and stood, "Excuse me."

"There is no one else who has such meticulous control."

Wei Xiang took the initiative to applaud, "The fist is so easy to control, far better than those masters who have been immersed in it for many years. In the future, Yiming, my nephew, will definitely be better than his master. Ye Jing has a good son!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Lord Xiang."

Ye Yiming was very excited.

Ye Jing's mouth curled up, obviously very happy.

"By the way, I heard that your War God Palace has accepted a disciple from the land of Hundred Countries?"

Wei Xiang picked up a glass of wine and looked at Elder Xiao of the War God Palace with a smile.

Elder Xiao immediately bowed deeply, "Replying to Prime Minister Wei, it is true, but our War God Palace is still not as good as the Ye clan. They were able to find a real unpolished jade from a remote place."

"Oh? Tell me."

Prime Minister Wei was obviously very interested in this.

The other guests also listened carefully.

"A young sword cultivator who has attracted strange phenomena in the world is the son of the branch of the Ye clan. If my guess is correct, he should have been taken back to the clan by Ye Hong to practice?"

Elder Xiao looked at Ye Jing meaningfully.