Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains-Chapter 621 - 284, Splitting the Earth to Establish Boundaries, Fame Spreads in All Directions (7)

Hou Yucheng's True Yuan overflowed from the Heavenly Gate Acupoint between his brows, already enveloping his body. His imposing frame, paired with the dark aura swirling around his broadsword, made him resemble an ancient demon god. He leapt from behind Hou Yuxiao, his sword energy slashing through the air of the main hall, cutting straight towards Wan Xingyun.

"His sword is so fast."

"The Heavenly Gate Divine Acupoint, Second Elder Hou is also a Great Grandmaster!"

"His cultivation is even higher than Third Elder Hou!"

"Not just his cultivation, Hou Yucheng's strength is probably stronger than Third Elder Hou. Young Gang Leader Wan has miscalculated."

"All of these five siblings of the Hou Clan are monstrosities!"

"A family with five tigers, in all my years I've never heard of such a thing!"

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Some focused on Hou Yucheng's status as a Great Grandmaster, others were captivated by the overwhelming sword Qi he unleashed. Most people couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Hou Yuxiao quietly seated on the east side, as well as the three members of the Hou Clan behind him, then swung their heads back to gaze at Hou Yucheng on the platform, their faces filled with intense shock and awe.

Whether it was within a family or a sect, for a generation to produce one or even two or three prodigies wasn't unheard of, but for the Hou Clan to have five such outstanding members, each with talents equal to core members of a Sacred Land, was utterly unprecedented.

Furthermore, the Family Head of the Hou Clan, who had not yet made a move, was also a master of the Yuan Dan Realm, with a talent comparable to a Sacred Land Successor!

Amidst the myriad of astonished and envious gazes, Hou Yuxiao's expression remained unchanged; after all, this scene was within his expectations. He simply lifted his teacup for a sip, a light smile on his face, continuing to watch the platform.

Hiss...

The sound of the blade cutting through the air drew the thoughts of the audience back, and they realized that the battle on the platform had already begun, they hurriedly turned to watch.

At this moment, Wan Xingyun's expression was somewhat grim; clearly, he had not expected that Hou Yucheng's cultivation would match his own. He had quietly slipped red-colored knuckledusters onto his hands.

Alternating between fists and palms, he left trails of dense True Yuan impressions on the platform, tangling and contending with Hou Yucheng's sword moves. After over a hundred breaths, the situation had only resulted in a stalemate.

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Seeing such a scenario made Wan Xingyun's face look even uglier; he had originally regarded Hou Yuduan as his rival, unexpected that a relatively unknown Second Elder Hou would withstand him for over one hundred breaths.

"The Five Tigers of Hou Clan, huh? I'll butcher you first today!"

Wan Xingyun, unlike Yan Sandong, had his father Wan Renjue right beside him. He was utterly reckless, with a fierce shout, his hands with knuckledusters erupted with a burst of True Yuan flame. Alternating hands and palms in the winds, he astonishingly created two powerful cyclones around the platform, intending to crush Hou Yucheng between them.

"The Fierce Wind Palm, a supreme skill of Xiong Yun Gang, and the young gang leader, merely at his youth, has already cultivated it to the Transformative Realm. Like father, like son, congratulations, Brother Wan!"

Duan Hong, having clashed with Wan Renjue in his early years, recognized the cyclones on the platform as the hallmark of the Transformative Realm's Fierce Wind Palm. His eyes slightly brightened as he genuinely praised Wan Renjue.

Wan Renjue merely nodded, but his expression was visibly pleased.

Cultivating a first-class martial arts to the Transformative Realm, and at just a century old, definitely qualifies as a prodigious talent, and it had not been in vain that he had invested so much effort and resources into his only son.

However, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Tsk, such a fuss over a trifle of talent!"

Hou Yujie, who had not yet appeared on stage, seemed a bit careless with stirring trouble, having spoken and seeing Wan Renjue and Duan Hong staring at him, chuckled lightly.

The fists beneath the sleeves of the two tightened simultaneously, their faces suddenly darkened.

Still, they chose not to attack Hou Yujie, nor even offered a retort; it wasn't that they didn't want to rebut, mainly because they really couldn't contest Hou Yujie's taunt.

Wan Xingyun's talent was certainly commendable compared to others, but next to the five prodigies of the Hou Clan, he was distinctly lesser. Just considering Hou Yuling and Hou Yucheng, who had recently shown their remarkable strength, not to mention Hou Lao Si, who was already well-recognized.

Such mockery was backed by solid capability!

Wan Renjue snorted coldly, abruptly swished his sleeves, putting his hands behind his back, turned his head, and continued to watch the situation on the platform.

Seeing his reaction, a hint of disappointment flashed across Hou Yujie's face. He communicated to Hou Yuxiao helplessly through a secret transmission, "Big brother, this old goat isn't taking the bait!"

Hou Yuxiao shook his head slightly, quietly transmitted back, "If he's not taking the bait, let it be. Just focus on Second Brother, and don't let him actually kill someone. Wan Renjue has only this one son, he's more useful alive!"

Having said that, he signaled Hou Yuduan with a glance.

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Meanwhile, on the platform, Wan Xingyun, seeing Hou Yucheng being pushed back by the fierce wind, had his confidence swell to the extreme. His knuckledusters brought even stronger winds, sharp as swords, quickly closing in on Hou Yucheng's body. He seized an opening and viciously aimed for his head.

Wan Xingyun's eyes filled with a lethal intent, the wind from his knuckledusters as sharp as a longsword, directly scraping towards Hou Yucheng's pupils. He seemed to have already seen the fear on Hou Yucheng's face, a cold smirk appearing on his own.

However, facing this unavoidable strike, Hou Yucheng merely lifted his broadsword above his head, then raised his head to look at Wan Xingyun, returning an even more brutal cold sneer.

As the knuckledusters' fierce wind collided with the broadsword, Wan Xingyun's violent True Yuan burst forth, attempting to outright destroy the broadsword and slay Hou Yucheng who was hidden behind it.