Chen Ziyu stood up with fury as he challenged Chen Xi. This instantly surprised many of the others within the hall, and the atmosphere here became quite strange.

Those clansmen of the Chen Clan gazed at Chen Xi with a wisp of a mocking expression in their hearts. They seemed to take pleasure in Chen Xi’s misfortune and were waiting to watch the show.

After being slightly stunned, a slight arc couldn’t help but curl onto the corners of Chen Lingkong’s mouth.

As far as he was concerned, if Chen Ziyu was able to defeat Chen Xi and crush Chen Xi’s spirit right now, then it was equivalent to announcing that Chen Xi had completely lost his qualifications to participate in the Ancestral Worship Ceremony.

Chen Lingkong was naturally happy to see that happen.

Only Tang Xian and Wu Xuechan exchanged glances and frowned because they weren’t willing to allow Chen Xi to expose his strength right now.

However, they’d already helped Chen Xi enough, so Chen Xi should deal with the rest.

“Little Junior Brother, what do you think?” asked Wu Xuechan.

“I just feel that since Elder Chen has agreed to let me participate in that competition, then what’s the point of this unnecessary battle?” Chen Xi thought for a moment before he frowned and spoke. “Not to...